Redemption

9..

I have a really bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. Shiver ran down my spine at the unknown fear.

These are the mother hormones, right? Please let them be.

Randhir's sudden visit had leave me shook. It was something that I   wasn't expecting at all. The moment he entered inside, this space look so small suddenly and I feel like my all breath were taken away.

No. Not in love types. But it was suffocating. 

I keep my gasp to myself when I look at him.

He looked... distorted.

Dishevelled. 

Destroyed.

Does he feel the same way as me?

No. He can't. 

I wouldn't be here if he do.

Wait.

Is he here to take my baby?

Or

Is he here for the abortion. ..

I wrap my arms around my belly again.

No.

I am having a second thought about this abortion.

Why do I have to go through this?

Why didn't I die instead of aryan? 

He must be resting in peace by now and here I'm struggling to live a normal life.

Struggling to let my baby live.

I had so much to say to him when he came face to face with me. But the fear that I will began to sob make me stop.  Because not even in million years I would want him to show him my tearing up.

Not anymore.

I'm already shook from the last time I cried in front of him.

He played really well.

I need to do something.  Really quick. Because I have no idea what his real intentions are. Adding his dad, he look like the most mysterious person ever. I won't lie but he surely scare me. A lot.

***

"You need to come with me." I was abruptly woken up from my little nap as the guard shake me lightly by my shoulder. 

Oh God.  Are they taking me to the hospital for abortion?

"W..hy where.?" I stutter. I suddenly found my head spin a little as I open my eyes.

Damn! Ignoring food is now showing its bloody effect.

"You need to go somewhere. With him." The guard said pointing outward and I instantly know who he is referring too.

I don't want to.

Please somebody tell him I don't want to abort my baby.

I know how it felt. I have gone through this once.  Don't want to face it again.

All my begging were silent because I know there will be no  value to my words. Nobody is interested in hearing me out.

The guard help me get on my legs lightly and I dust off my clothes lightly or maybe I was taking my time, extending the time, blinking my eyes to make the coming years disappear. 

Let me stay with my baby some more.

Come on sanyukta. Buckle up. You have been a gangster in your life.