His last breath(Completed✔)

Epilogue

Anjali's POV(Five years later)

"Mrs.Arjun, please don't be anxious. Please relax," the doctor said but nothing went inside my brain. I have imagined this scenario so many times in this nine month, but I didn't realize reality will hit me hard in the most unexpected way. The labour pain started two weeks earlier, that too when I was having dinner with my in-laws.

"I want my husband inside please," I cried. Arjun went to New York for a new deal. He always promised he will be with me when I gave birth and now he is not with me.

"We have already called him and he is on his way here. But he cannot make it before you give birth," the doctor said and fresh tears started to fall down from my eyes.

"Don't worry we all are here for you. You just have to relax and push. It will all be over in a few minutes," the doctor repeated the same thing she have been telling for the last few minutes. I really need Arjun by my side, but.... I kept on trying to push but I don't why the baby liked staying my stomach that much that it refuse to come out.

"Good Mrs.Arjun. I can see the baby's head. Please push," the doctor said again. The moment I heard what the doctor said, an inexplicable emotion crept into me. I felt all the pain I am feeling is worth it for the one inside. I pushed harder ignoring all the pain I am feeling.

"Mrs.Arjun, one LAST PUSH!!!" the doctor said and I did it. I felt relief hitting me and the pain subsided. My eyes blurred and turned heavy. I forced to open my eyes but couldn't succeed.

"Mrs.Arjun, you are blessed with a baby boy," that was the word I heard last before I lost consciousness.

Arjun's POV

I have lost my mind since the moment I heard that Anjali had been admitted in the hospital. I couldn't concentrate on anything. I have been watching outside the plane since I boarded anticipating when I can reach. I have promised her I will be with her when she goes through the labour pain, but now... I am a bad husband and I am a bad father.

After 13 hours of journey which seemed like an eternity I exited my private jet and rushed to the hospital, to my Anjali. When I entered the hospital, I saw my parents, sister and her husband with their two year old daughter and Siddharth and his wife, Ramya.

"Arjun..." my father called as soon as he saw me and now my whole family is seeing in my direction.

"Pa, how is Anjali? Where is she?" I asked him.

"She is fine now. She have lost consciousness as soon as she gave birth. You are a father of a cute son now. We have become grandparents," my father as well as my mother beamed in happiness. All of them hugged me and said congratulations. But my heart will never be at peace until I see my Anjali with my own eyes.

"Okay, I will go inside now," I said.

"Not so hurry bro!!! She is not been transferred to the ward yet. So wait!!!" Siddharth said and bro-hugged me. I smiled at that.

"So you all saw my son already?" I asked and all of them nodded. "This is not fair, I want to see him also," I whined, even though it sounded childish.

"I am sorry son. It's all because of me that you had to miss this special moments. It should have been me going to the business meeting but..." my father stopped in the middle. He have suddenly fallen sick, that is why I had to go. If not I wouldn't have left my Anjali and went. I was already on leave for the past one month.