Heyy Baby

Part 19

So sorry for late update guys.... mera part ready tha but laptop kharab hogaya tha. 

Abhi just usko thik krke laya hai, n abhi edit karke parts update kr rahi hu. 

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They took KS home, each person ensuring her transition was as smooth as possible. Amar carried her gently, and as they walked, he whispered, "Dekho, choti, hum tumhe phir se ghar le ja rahe hain. Ab tumhe bilkul akela nahi chhodenge." KS, half-asleep in his arms, whispered back, "Gharr..." Her little voice was barely a murmur, but it brought tears to everyone's eyes.

In her room, they set everything up for her comfort. Shivani made sure her bed was close to a heater, ensuring a warm, cozy space. Santosh brought in humidifiers and an essential oil diffuser with eucalyptus and peppermint to help with her breathing. "Dekho, KS, tumhare room ko maine spa bana diya," she said with a soft laugh, bringing a faint smile to KS's face.

Each person took shifts watching over her, refusing to leave her alone for even a moment. During her fever spikes, Haseena would stay up, gently cooling her forehead with a damp cloth and whispering, "Beta, bas thodi der aur. Tum jaldi theek ho jaogi, humare saath khelne ke liye."

Shivani would often come with warm water for steam inhalation, carefully helping KS to breathe deeply. "Chotu, dheere-dheere saans lo... aise hi," she murmured, encouraging her softly.

Cheetah, on his shift, would bring in books with pictures, pointing at them and making silly voices to make her giggle. "Yeh dekho, tumhare jaise ek chota hero!" KS would give a tired smile, occasionally giggling as he animatedly acted out the scenes.

Anubhav, who remained unusually quiet, found himself sitting beside her more than he had ever imagined. He would hold her small hand, sometimes quietly praying, sometimes telling her about all the things they would do once she was better. "Baby, tumne dekha tha woh rang-birangi ghanti? Wapas se hum usse ghanti bajane jayenge, sirf tum aur main."

KS, still recovering, would blink up at him, a soft smile playing on her lips.

And on a particularly quiet night, when everyone else had fallen asleep around her, KS opened her eyes to see Haseena quietly watching over her. She held out her small hand, her voice just a whisper. "Mumma..."

Haseena froze, her hand hovering above KS's head. Her breath caught in her chest, the words so soft, so delicate, but so powerful. She looked down at KS, unsure if she had heard right, unsure if it was even possible.

"Mumma?" she repeated, her voice no louder than a whisper, like the softest breath of wind. It was the first time KS had spoken a word so clearly, and Haseena's heart skipped a beat.

Her eyes widened, and for a moment, the world seemed to stop. Was this real? Her little one, the child who had been fighting for her life just days ago, was speaking to her? It was barely a word, but to Haseena, it felt like everything. The depth of emotion in that single word was overwhelming, and tears began to well in her eyes.

She quickly leaned down, unable to contain herself. "Beta... tumne... tumne kya kaha?" she whispered, her voice thick with emotion, her hand trembling as she brushed away the hair from KS's forehead.

KS's little eyes, still heavy with sleep, fluttered open just enough to meet Haseena's gaze. She blinked slowly, as if trying to understand the wonder in Haseena's eyes, before her tiny hand reached out, patting Haseena's cheek gently.

"Ma..." she whispered again, her voice barely audible but carrying the weight of everything Haseena had longed to hear.

Haseena's heart shattered and mended all at once. She couldn't breathe, her world swirling with love, relief, and the overwhelming realization that her little girl was coming back to her, piece by piece.

"Chotu..." Haseena's voice broke as she cradled KS in her arms, pressing her forehead against KS's tiny head. "Mumma is here. Mumma is always here. Never leave me again, baby. Never again."

KS's eyelids fluttered as she nestled into Haseena's embrace, her small hands holding onto her shirt, her grip surprisingly strong for someone so fragile. Haseena held her close, tears streaming down her face as she whispered over and over, "Mumma is here, beta. I'm here, and I'll never leave you."

And for the first time since the accident, the weight in Haseena's chest began to lift, as she knew, deep in her soul, that this little girl—her little girl—was someone she has always wanted. Someone she wished to keep close to her heart and never let go.

As the days passed, KS's condition slowly improved. She was more aware of her surroundings now, though still occasionally falling ill with fevers and a bad cold. Yet, it was the other changes that were becoming more apparent—her emotions, her quiet yet sharp gaze, the way she sometimes withdrew, as if lost in thought.

The truth was, KS was remembering more and more about that night—the night when everyone had left her. She had felt so abandoned, so utterly alone. She had cried out, but no one had been there. The memory haunted her, and it was now, in the quiet moments of her recovery, that the feelings of sadness and anger bubbled up to the surface.

At just one year old, KS couldn't express much with words. But her emotions were as clear as ever. She felt hurt, deeply hurt, as if the people who had promised to take care of her were the same ones who had left her when she needed them the most. And now, as her health began to stabilize, there was a lingering fear—a fear that once she was better, once she didn't need constant care, they would send her away, just like everyone else had before.

It was in these quiet moments of vulnerability that Haseena would sit by her side, holding her close, whispering assurances. But KS would sometimes pull away, her tiny face clouded with uncertainty.

"I'm not going anywhere, beta," Haseena would say softly, her hand brushing over KS's forehead. "Mumma is here, always here."

But even Haseena wasn't certain anymore.

The group hadn't talked about the future. No one had discussed what would happen once KS was fully recovered. Yes, they had adjusted their lives, made space for her, changed their schedules, but none of them had made any solid plans. No one had even asked themselves the question of what to do next. What if KS couldn't stay with them? What if they didn't have the right to keep her?

Haseena's heart ached at the thought of losing KS. She had come to love the little girl so fiercely, so deeply. Every day, she found herself hoping that they could keep her—that this girl, who had once felt like a lost part of her, would stay with her forever. Haseena had never once considered the possibility of sending her away, and the thought was unbearable. "She's mine", Haseena thought to herself, "She has to stay."

But the others, though they had all been so loving and caring, were still uncertain. They hadn't discussed adoption, or fostering, or anything. No one knew what the right choice was. They had all become so attached to her, but the future felt so unclear.

Shivani, however, was unwavering in her support for Haseena. She had seen how Haseena had taken on the role of a mother, how she had given her all for KS's care. To her, it was clear—KS belonged with them, with Haseena.

But the others—Amar, Cheetah, Santosh, and Anubhav—were quieter, unsure of how to approach the situation. They could see the bond between Haseena and KS, but they hadn't reached the same conclusion. There was an underlying tension, unspoken, as they each tried to figure out what was best for the little girl who had brought so much light into their lives, yet had never truly belonged to any of them.

For now, they remained in a silent limbo, watching over KS, unsure of what to do or what the future would bring. And KS, in her fragile state, was just as uncertain. Would they keep her? Would she always feel loved and wanted, or would she once again be abandoned when she was no longer needed?

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