'Vihaan aap rahenge na kal mere sath OT room mein?? Mein waha akele nahi raha paungi' she asked feeling tensed.
Avni is 9 months pregnant. She knows she couldn't able to tolerate the pain of normal delivery, that's why she opt for c-section.
Vihaan was packing her hospital bag and all necessary items she needed there after delivery. He stopped what he was doing and hugged her tightly.
Her lips wobbled hugging him by clutching his collar.
'Shh jaan why are you crying huhh... tumhe kuch feel nahi kar paogi when they will do your OT..I told you the entire process right how c-section works?' he whispers kissing her lips.
He then about to change her salwar kameez to night suit but she stopped him.
'Nahi pehale aap bataiye na..aap rahenge na mere paas jab meri OT hogi?' she asked again grabbing his jaw.
'Avni..I can't' he sighed sadly caressing her heavy swollen belly..
'Kyu?? Aap bhi toh gynecologist hain na toh aap toh andar aa sakte hain..ap toh aur bhi bohut saare delivery kiye hain.. phir mere samay kyu nahi? Aur waise bhi mere jo doctor hain,woh toh aapke frnd bhi hain' she asked with teary eyes.
'Avni...rona nahi ..pehale toh tum rona band karo.. this will effect both you and our baby...first stop crying' he said wiping her wet eyelashes.
He sighed deeply before continuing, "Sunno, I know I am a gynecologist, and yes, I have delivered countless babies… but this time, I’m not just a doctor, Avni. I am your husband too. I have a personal connection with you… and rules don’t allow family members inside the OT during a C-section. Agar tumhari normal delivery hoti, toh I could have been there… but this is different, bacha."
Fresh tears welled up in her eyes as she looked down, defeated. Without another word, she turned to her side, curling up on the bed.
"Jaan…" Vihaan sighed, reaching for her shoulder, but she pushed his hand away.
"Nahi karni baat mujhe aapse… jaiye yaha se!" she sobbed, turning her back to him.
His heart ached at her pain. Without a second thought, he pulled her gently into his arms, cradling her against his chest.
"Leave me… just go to the hospital and sleep there… don’t you dare try to come near me!" she snapped, weakly punching his chest in frustration.
Vihaan simply caught her wrist, bringing her knuckles to his lips and kissing them softly as if soothing an invisible wound. She glared at him, her eyes still brimming with unshed tears.
"Achha thik hai… I will try to talk to Akash tomorrow, okay?" he said, trying to ease her distress.
She hesitated but finally calmed down a little. "Sirf try nahi… aapko OT mein mere saath rehna hi padega!" she demanded stubbornly.
Vihaan let out a small chuckle before placing a tender kiss on her red-tinted nose. "Okay, meri jaan… I will be there. Happy now?"
A soft smile ghosted her lips as she finally wrapped her arms around his waist, sinking into his embrace.
Next day, family members took Avni to the hospital. Vihaan already did the admission process yesterday so at last moment they didn't face any problem.
The nurses is now doing her pre examination like blood pressure,pulse, ultrasonography to check baby's heartbeat.
Avni is just looking at the door for that one person.
'Kya hua mam??' one of the nurse asked her.
'Woh Vihaan kaha hain?? Abhi bhi yaha nahi aya woh' she asked.
'Sir toh kuch kam k liye apne cabin mein gaye hai mam..aa Jaye mam..tension mat lijiye' she smiled tying her hair into two braids.
She nodded sadly still looking at the door.
Soon, it was time for the operation. The hospital staff began wheeling her toward the OT.
"Where are you taking me? Is it time for my OT?" she asked, instinctively placing a protective hand on her belly.
As they approached the operating room, her eyes landed on the bold letters above the door, confirming her fears. It was happening.
But where was Vihaan?
Panic settled in. She turned to the nurses, desperation evident in her voice. "Please, let my husband come first… then I’ll go in for the OT!" she pleaded, struggling to sit up.
"Ma’am, sir will be here in a few minutes," one of the nurses reassured her.
"When will he come??" she cried, her heart pounding with anxiety.
Just then, her doctor, Dr. Akash Mehta, walked in, accompanied by the anesthetist.
Hearing her distressed cries, he immediately strode to her side.
"What happened, Avni? Why are you crying like a baby, huh? In just a little while, you’ll have your own child… now what will that baby think? ‘My own mother cries like a child’?" he joked, gently checking her pulse.
Avni sniffled, her voice barely above a whisper. "Akash bhaiya… please, let Vihaan come here… I can’t do this alone…" she pleaded, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks.
'Arre isme rone wali kya baat hain bacha...he will be there with you all the time...abhi woh ata hi hoga...he has gone to change his dress' he said patting her head.
'Waha dekho tumhare husband aa bhi gaye..' he said pointing at the direction.
Her teary filled cheek lands on him who is entering the room wearing his gloves.
'Vihaan' she cries loudly.
His eyes widened seeing his wife crying.He rush towards her as she hugged him by his neck tightly. He looks at Akash who just smiled looking at both of them.
'Kya hua jaan?? sab thik hai na?? are you feeling any pain??' he ask her cupping her cheeks.
'Nahi tumhara biwi ko apne pati parmeshwar ko nahi dekh paa rahe thein isliye ro rahi hain..' he joked which Vihaan just glared at him.
' Meine bataya tha na Avni ki I will present there with you all the time then??' he asked wiping her tears soaked cheeks.
'Yahi rahana please...kahi mat jana' she sobs.
'Ha bilkul..where will I go leaving my wife ,chalo now stop crying..' he said.
After few minutes the procedure started. All the time Vihaan was standing their holding her hand and what felt like our a shrill cry of a baby echoed in the room making both the couple froze.
Aakash grins, 'Look who is here, a cute baby boy..'
Avni gasp as her hold on his palm tightens. Her eyes filled with tears seeing his son crying loudly.
Akash then asked him to cut his wife umbilical cord. He nodded his too choked with words. With shivering hand he then took his son into his arms and look at Avni who is eagerly want to hold him.
He then place the baby into Avni's chest who immediately calms down feeling his mother's warmth. She gently held the baby close the chest.She still couldn't believe that she finally become a mother.
The doctor then took the child for cleaning and other examination. Avni then shifted to general room after one hour. By that time she already slept due to medicine effect.
When she opened her eyes, she saw his husband is sitting beside her massaging her hair. She is just staring at him.
'Kya hua?' he asked with a smile.
'Aap khush hai na?' she asked.
'Khush?? Tumhe pata bhi nahi hain ki mein kitna khush hu.. finally I have become a father and you a mother' he said grinning.
'But you always wanted a girl right?' she asked.
'Haa toh kya hua..mere liye beta ho ta beti ..kuch farak nahi parta..I just wanted a healthy baby and that's it mujhe mil gaya' he said.
By that time a nurse came with their child wrapped in soft blue towel.
'Sir' she calls him.
He took the baby in his arms and thanks her. From one hand he hold the baby and other hand he gently lift Avni in half sitting position.
He helps her in holding the baby properly who is just looking at his mother with cute big-big eyes. She started swaying him in her arms
'Kitna chota hain hum-log ka baccha vihaan' she murmurs.
He laughs, 'Haa bilkul tumhare jaise'
'Par chehara pura aapke jaise hain...ekdum apne papa k jaise' she said smiling.
Suddenly his lips wobble, and start crying. Avni panics trying to calm him.
'Nahh mera bacha...alle leee' rocking him back and forth.
'Aise chup nahi hoga jaan..I think he is feeling hungry ..you have to feed him now..then only he will stop crying' he said getting up.
"But how will I feed him here? There are so many people around," she whispered, feeling shy.
'Tumhare husband hain na phir kaisi darr?' he said and then he closed the curtains around her completely covering her to outside world.
He then helped her in opening the strings of the hospital gown. Ofcourse she is still feeling shy in front of her own husband.
'Are you still feeling shy infront of me jaan?' he asked teasingly.
She just look down to his hands. He just kissed her lips in response.
He then guided the baby to her nipples and immediately he latched on it sucking hungrily by placing his small palm on her chest.
'See how hungry he is' he said sitting beside her watching him drinking.
She simply lowered her gaze, looking at his hands. In response, he kissed her lips softly.
He then guided their baby to her breast. Instinctively, the baby latched on, sucking hungrily, his tiny palm resting on her chest.
"See how hungry he is," Vihaan said, sitting beside her, watching their son drink.
"Of course! After keeping my baby away for so long for all those checkups, wouldn't he be hungry? My poor baby," she pouted, holding him closer as she leaned back on the pillows for comfort.
Vihaan shook his head with a smile, watching her slip into full protective 'mumma mode'.
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