Trishalini ~ The Jewel of Mahabaleshgarh

83 ~ The First Conversation

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Trishalini POV

"They are beautiful," I could not stop muttering and staring at them—my babies. I never thought I would be having babies, especially with Abhi.

It had been a few moments since they had finished the first milking session. I smiled, looking at Daadisa and Maasa before picking one of them to give to Daadisa. She was way too emotional, and her tears were not stopping.

"My Raj's wish has been fulfilled. This is what he wanted. Now, I will not have any grudges against God," she muttered, putting the baby in her lap.

I smiled and picked up another to hand it to Maasa. She was emotional, too, but silent and awestruck.

"He is beautiful. Exactly as same as Abhinandan was when he was born," she muttered, and Daadisa nodded.

"The same lips and nose, but eyes are similar to Trisha. Big, doe ones," Daadisa muttered, and I smiled, tying the strings over my shoulders, covering my breasts.

I inhaled deeply as I wanted to meet Abhinandan and signaled the physician to send him in. He looked stressed and worried after my delivery. He cried, and it broke my heart. I could not see anyone suffering except him.

I did not know why. He was too pure and innocent to get hurt.

He came in a few moments and looked at me. I pulled the comforter a little up to my breast and signaled with my eyes to sit beside me. I needed him.

"Maasa, Daadisa," he said, catching their attention.

"Hn?" Daadisa replied.

"I think you should take them to Baapusa. He is waiting for them," he said, and I gulped nervously as Maasa and Daadisa nodded before standing up. We both just stared silently at the babies as they walked out of the curtains before looking at each other.

The physician also left us, and Abhi lowered his gaze for a moment before sitting beside me. I inhaled deeply, feeling tired and weak, and he just smiled, holding my shoulder to help me lie down.

"Are you okay?" I managed to ask, putting my head against the soft pillow, and he nodded slowly.

"Never try to send me away from you," he said, taking my hand.

"I could not see in pain just because of me. I knew you would not be able to see me in labor," I tried to say, and he shook his head.

"All I could not see is you suffering alone. Your life is everything that matters to me the most. Without it, nothing makes sense: this kingdom, kingship, people, nothing. I can do all of these things because, in the end, I know you are here with me," he muttered, lifting his gaze to look me in the eyes.

I sucked on my drying-out lips, and he leaned in to kiss my hand.

"Thank you so much, Trisha, you have completed me," he said, and I smiled weakly.

"I know we cannot celebrate and be sad at this moment. But I am truly happy," his words made me close my eyes for a moment.

"I know you are worried about Baapusa," I said and looked into his eyes.

"He does not care about anything now but babies. And, now, when they are here, I do not know what will happen," he muttered, and I noticed a tear rolling down his cheek.

"Abhi," I breathed as my heart ached with pain.

"I am sorry. I should not cry at such a lovely moment," he chuckled, and I shook my head.