Somethings are Meant to Be

Chapter-18

~ Third Person Point of View~

There was another date Afra wanted to see how her parents were. With a smile she pressed the go button on her time clock.

The evening light bathed the nursery in a warm, golden hue, creating a serene and magical atmosphere. The room was a haven of tranquility, meticulously arranged with pastel colors and gentle touches—a testament to the love and care Jewel and Shumi had poured into preparing for their first child. The walls were adorned with whimsical animal-themed artwork, and the crib, dressed in soft pink linens, held a promise of countless precious moments to come.

After months of anticipation, the moment Jewel and Shumi had been dreaming of had finally arrived. Their hearts raced with excitement and joy as they stood together, side by side, gazing at the tiny bundle nestled in the crib. Afra, their newborn daughter, was a vision of pure, angelic beauty, her tiny fingers curled into delicate fists and her soft, rosy cheeks glowing with the innocence of new life.

Shumi, her face aglow with a mix of awe and tears, gently reached into the crib to touch Afra's small, velvety hand. The simple touch was enough to overwhelm her with a profound sense of love and wonder. Her voice, barely more than a whisper, trembled with emotion as she spoke. "She's absolutely perfect," she said, her eyes never leaving her daughter's serene face. "I can't believe we finally have her."

Jewel, standing close by, was equally enraptured. His eyes sparkled with tears of joy, and his smile was one of pure, unadulterated happiness. He wrapped an arm around Shumi, pulling her into a tender embrace as they shared this precious moment. "I never imagined it would feel like this," he said, his voice filled with a mixture of amazement and love. "It's like all our dreams have come true, right here, right now."

The couple exchanged a glance that spoke volumes, their eyes reflecting the boundless excitement and deep affection they felt. Jewel gently cupped Shumi's face in his hands, his touch tender and reassuring. "I'm so grateful for you," he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "And I'm incredibly thankful for her. We did it, Shumi. We really did."

Shumi, her heart overflowing with emotion, leaned into Jewel's embrace. "I can't wait to experience everything with her," she said softly, her voice a mix of excitement and tenderness. "We're going to be the best parents we can be, and I'm so looking forward to all the wonderful moments ahead."

Their first moments with Afra were filled with careful, loving touches. Jewel, his hands both strong and gentle, held their daughter with a reverence that was palpable. He marveled at her tiny features, from the soft curls of her hair to the delicate curve of her lips. Shumi, equally captivated, cradled Afra with a natural grace, her heart swelling with an overwhelming sense of joy and fulfillment.

They spent the next few hours in a state of blissful tranquility, sitting together in the rocking chair that had been lovingly chosen for these exact moments. Shumi nestled into Jewel's side, their bodies and hearts aligned in perfect harmony as they gazed down at their sleeping baby. The soft creak of the chair and the rhythmic, soothing sound of Afra's gentle breathing created a peaceful symphony that underscored their shared contentment.

In hushed tones, they spoke of their hopes and dreams for Afra. They imagined her future—her first steps, her first words, the milestones they would witness and celebrate together. They envisioned the joy of watching her grow, learn, and explore the world with wonder. Their conversations were filled with a deep sense of purpose and excitement, as they envisioned nurturing Afra with all the love and support, they could offer.

As the twilight deepened, the room grew dimmer, but the warmth of their love and the soft glow of a nearby lamp kept the space inviting and intimate. The world outside seemed distant and irrelevant, as if the universe had condensed into the small, perfect circle of their family. With Afra sleeping peacefully between them, Jewel and Shumi felt a profound sense of completion and contentment.

In the quiet of the nursery, enveloped in the gentle embrace of evening, Jewel and Shumi savored every moment of their new reality. The transformation from anticipation to fulfillment was complete, and their hearts were full with the promise of a future brimming with love and cherished memories. Their lives had been forever changed by the arrival of Afra, and as they sat together, their bond grew even stronger, cemented by the shared joy of becoming parents.