Chapter-28

Author's pov

" That's not your baby. Your baby is dead. Stop this nonsense," Yardan snapped at Maryam.

She answered going backwards," You are lying. My baby is alive. My child is sleeping."

Controlling his anger, he got close to her and cupped her face in between his palms. Softening his eyes he looked into her teary eyes.

" Maryam, I know that you are hurt. But, try to accept the truth. The baby is no more. Instead of crying for the baby, we should pray for it so that he/she can get Jannah," Yardan tried to console her but Maryam jerked him away from her.

She shouted back," No........It's impossible. I talked to my baby."

Saying all these Maryam started pacing here and there in the whole room like she was searching for something. While pacing here and there she was saying only one sentence that her baby was alive.

" I brought these dresses for my child. My baby said he/she liked it so much," Maryam let out showing some baby clothing to Yardan.

Smiling affectionately she went towards the crib and said showing it to him," I brought it for him/her. A few moments ago my baby was sleeping in it. He/she isn't dead. It's because he/she is sleepy. My baby is such a sweetheart. He/she doesn't like to annoy Mamma."

Running towards a drawer she took out a baby sweater and socks. She gave him another smile showing all these to him.

" I made all these on my own. Aren't they cute? My baby will look cute in this, right?" She asked him looking like an insane person.

Yardan remembered the doctor's words and let out a sigh. Walking towards her, he held her shoulder and sat her down on the bed. Then, he also sat beside her.

" Yardan, say that my baby is alive," Maryam asked grabbing his collar.

Yardan answered holding her hands," You need to rest, Maryam. We will talk about it later. You are stressed. You need a sound sleep."

" At least for once say that my baby is alive. Otherwise, I can't sleep," Maryam requested shedding tears.

After seeing her situation, he answered," Yes, your baby is alive. Now, sleep."

Hearing his assuring words Maryam laid down and then closed her eyes. Yardan started stroking her hair gently so that she can sleep. After a few moments, he took a relaxed breath seeing her sleeping.

The Next Day

After waking up Maryam was searching for something in the room desperately. She was looking too disturbed with her messy hair and puffy eyes. Two maids were asking her continuously what she was searching for, but she didn't answer them.

" Who took away my baby's stuff?" Maryam screamed at the top of her lungs.

Before the maids could say anything Yardan's voice echoed through the whole room," I removed all the baby stuff. These things will remind you about the baby. But, in reality, your baby is dead."

Those words left his mouth and Maryam lost the little bit of sanity that was inside her. Marching towards him like a bull, she grabbed his collar tightly and raised her hands to slap him. But, he was faster than her. Before her hand could touch his cheek, he held her hand in a tight grip.

" How dare you!! How can you lie about my baby, huh!!! Why are you lying all the time?" She yelled in his face.

Grabbing her shoulder tightly he yelled back," I am not lying, Maryam. You lost the baby. It's no more. The doctor already declared that due to some hormonal imbalance you lost the baby. Try to understand."

Hearing him she couldn't control her emotions anymore and burst into tears. Falling to her knees she started mourning like someone has snatched her soul. His words felt like thousands of arrows inside her chest.

" How could you leave mamma alone?" She asked screaming.

Sitting beside her Yardan pulled her into his chest to console her but her sobbing didn't stop. She soaked his cloth with her tears and continued begging him to bring her baby back.

" Shh.......Shh.......Don't cry. Mahi will take care of your babies. They are with her," He said softly.

He was behaving like how much he cared for her. But, in reality, he just wants her to get over it. Seeing her mourning he felt somewhat bad but didn't show any emotion.

" Don't cry, hmm. You are a mother. You have Yamir & Omaira to take care of. Don't mourn for your babies. They are in good hands," He said patting her head gently while she just hiccupped.

A few moments later Maryam stopped her screaming but only she knows what she was going through. When Yardan left her in the room she sat on the bed hugging her knees. Silent tears escaped her eyes though she tried a lot to control them.

" Api, my babies are your responsibility now. You are going to take proper care of them right?" She asked someone imaginary.

Getting no response she murmured on her own," I know that you will. But, still, I request you to take proper care of them. They are very little."

Two days passed after all these and Maryam was still in grief. It's not easy for her to move on. Every single second she would miss her baby. After a lot of struggles, she thought maybe things will change now. She will be the happiest once her baby arrives but Alas!

Among all this grief the only thing that could make her happy is Yamir & Omaira. They know that their mother isn't well so they always try to cheer her up. Maryam used to sing lullabies for them but now they sing it for her so that she can have a sound sleep. Yardan was behaving caring toward her like he was also hurt by the loss. His gentle behaviour put a little bit of ointment in her wounds but she doesn't know that he had betrayed her already.

Right now, Maryam was standing beside a window and looking outside having a longing expression on her face.

Yamir and Omaira were playing in her room. They were sitting on the ground and playing with their toys. Suddenly, Yamir broke Omaira's doll's hand.

" Why did you break it?" Omaira asked angrily.

Yamir answered giving no attention to her," It was broken accidentally. I didn't do anything."

" You did it purposely. Now, I will break your car," Omaira said throwing his car somewhere in the room and it was broken instantly.

The kids started fighting with each other and making a lot of noises. Yamir was pulling Omaira's hair and she was scratching his face with her nails.

" Mamma, tell him to leave my hair," Omaira yelled.

Yamir shot back," Mamma, tell this monkey to stop scratching my face. Look I am bleeding."

Both were fighting with each other unknown to the fact that the noise was affecting their's mother's mood. Closing her eyes Maryam's fingers entered inside her hair pulling them with frustration. She doesn't know why she was feeling so disturbed. It's like the noise was making her dizzy yet angry. Gritting her teeth she let out an angry growl and opened her eyes.

" Why are you fighting with each other like roadside dogs? Huh!!" She shouted at the kids and they almost peed in their pants seeing her red eyes.

Taking a hairbrush in her hand she scolded them," Another sound and I will beat you into pulps. Uncultured!!"

Yamir and Omaira got scared seeing her aggressive behaviour. Maryam wasn't looking normal at all. She scolded them before but those scolding were not aggressive.

" Get lost right now," She screamed at the top of her lungs and they ran away instantly.

When the kids left Maryam sat on the bed lowering her head. Taking a few breaths she realised that she shouldn't have shouted at them like that. She doesn't know why she behaved like that. She doesn't know why loud noises are feeling so disturbing to her. Maybe she reacted like that because of depression. She thought mentally.

" I shouldn't have behaved like that," She whispered with a guilty voice.