"Randhirrrr................" a loud scream hit his eardrums and he abruptly came out from the washroom only wrapped in a towel..
"what.. What happened baccha.. Kahi pain ho raha hain kya??" cupping her face he asked with utter concern and teary eyes while checking her top to bottom.."Nehiiiiiiiiiiiiii.... Aaaahhhhaaaaaa...
Main bilkul bhi theek nehi hu Randhir...
Aaahhhhaaaaaa...." she started crying loudly like a lost kid.. Thus increasing Randhir's worry more..
"babu.. Aise nehi rote baccha.. Please tell me kya huya hain.. Kahan dard ho raha hain kya..
I promise main sab theek kar dunda.." he said lovingly and made her sit on their bed..
"ab batayo kya huya hain.. Kyun ro rahi ho..
Main doctor ko phone karu kya??" he wept her tears and pecked her temple..Controlling her sob she said.. "mujhe.. *sniffed* mujhe koi.. *sniffed* pain nehi ho raha..."
"fir roo kyun rahi ho.." he questioned caressing her pale cheek which was the result of her continuous cry..Instead of replying she stood up and dragged Randhir along with her till the dressing table...
"yeh.." pointed at the mirror.. "yeh hain meri problem Randhir..." she said making Randhir more confuse..
"Sanyu... Baccha iss mirror se problem hain tumhe.. Okk.. Main aj hi change kar dunga yeh aur fir hum naya dressing table lenge okk..
Ab rona nehi.. Haan.." he caressed her silk like hair with utmost affection.."nehiii... Baat mirror aur dressing table ki nahi hain.. Baat toh iski hain.." yet again she pointed at the mirror and Randhir didn't get what she was trying to tell..
Taking a sigh Randhir cupped her face and directly looked at her glassy eyes..
"baccha aap kya bol rahe ho mujhe kuch bhi samajh nehi aa raha.. Please saaf saaf bolo nah kya huya hain.."Her lips quivered as she tried to speak and a lone tear escaped from her dove eyes..
Randhir immediately hugged her and chipped.. "please please mat roo baccha.. You know nah I can't see you in pain..
Please tell me nah what is bothering you..
You are scaring me now.."
"woh Randhir.. Woh baat aisi hain nah..
Main nah.. Woh main..
Main moti hoo gayi hu.." Randhir felt her making a pout as she ended..
He mentally chuckled at his kiddo wife..
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FanfictionA SanDhir OS biased on a micro tale - After her miscarriage, he hugged her tight, rubbed her tears and said "You, will always be my first child"