Mistress

Chapter 27- Blood connection

The Next Day

Sehreyar's p.o.v

I came to the hospital to talk with Haniya's doctor. Yesterday he told me to meet him. I am wondering

why he told me to meet him urgently. I am really worried about Haniya. I just hope my sister is fine.

I entered into his room and he gave me a genuine smile. I sat in front of him and asked worriedly," You

wanted to meet me. Is my sister fine?"

" Yeah. Your sister is fine and she is recovering very fast. You can take her to home," The doctor

replied smilingly.

I asked him confusingly yet happily," Take her home? Is she really that much recovered?

The doctor said chuckling," That's why I called you here. I wanted to give this good news to you that

your sister's condition is much better now."

I felt relief after many days. Finally, my sister is coming home. I thanked Allah for making my sister's

condition fine.

I thanked the doctor and wanted to meet my sister.

He took me to Haniya's cabin and opened the door. My eyes became wide like saucers seeing Haniya.

I am just blinking my eyes seeing the scenery in front of me.

Haniya is holding a baby in her arms and talking with it affectionately. She is looking so much happy.

I uttered with too much shock," Whose baby is it? Why is Haniya holding it? From where she found it?"

" It's a baby girl. The baby is the reason that your sister is recovering," I heard the doctor saying.

I asked him confusingly looking at him," Meaning?"

Then, he started narrating the whole situation," Three weeks ago one of our patients died during

childbirth. After her death, her husband didn't come to take her dead body and the baby. Her body is

still in our morgue. Well, the baby was crying continuously for its mother. One of our nurses was trying

to stop her crying but failing. At that time your sister was taken to my cabin for therapy. Your sister

heard the baby's crying and run to stop her crying. Your sister took the baby in her arms so carefully

like she is the mother of this baby. After that, the baby didn't cry for a second and your sister is taking

care of her like a mother. From that day, the baby and your sister grew a strong bond between them

which we didn't try to break. The baby is the reason that your sister is behaving like a normal person."

"Did she stop having panic attacks?" I asked the doctor fixing my gaze on Haniya.

The doctor replied," Yeah. She is coming out from her horrible past. She isn't having panic attacks

anymore."

"Oh! Allah. Thank you so much," I uttered with too much happiness.

After that, the doctor suggested to me, "I will tell you to adopt the baby as your sister's child legally.

They have grown a strong bond between them. Don't break it. Your sister will not be able to live without

this baby girl."

I thought for some time deeply. I don't have any lacking of money. I can bear the expenses of my sister

as well as this little baby. Moreover, this orphan baby will have a family if we adopted it. I have

committed a sin by killing my own child. Maybe by adopting this baby I will be able to reduce the

burden of sins a little.

Without thinking anything further I told the doctor," I am understanding your suggestion. I will adopt the

baby legally for my sister."

" That's good. See you. You can talk with your sister," The doctor said smiling and left the cabin.

I am looking at Haniya with my glossy affectionate eyes when she noticed me. She said giving me a big

smile," Bhaiya, I have found my baby. Allah has returned my baby to me."

I replied wiping my happy tears," I am happy for you, Hani. I am too much happy for you."

Meher's p.o.v

" Is everything alright, doctor? Why am I having pain again? The tumour was removed during my first

pregnancy. Right? Why am I feeling pain suddenly? I asked the busy doctor who is checking my

medical reports carefully.

After checking the reports she replied with her professional voice," Well, this time it's not any kind of

tumour. I have found some cyst around your uterus."

" Cyst? Is this any kind of dangerous disease? What I should do now? I asked her worriedly. Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

I don't want to die so early. I have to raise my Mehrab as a good person. I have to raise my Mehrab as

a real man who will always respect the women's. I have to establish myself with my own identity.

I am still looking at the doctor with my worried expression when she replied assuring me," No need to

worry, Ms Meher. The cysts aren't that severe. They are now just in the initial stage. I am giving you

some medicines. Take them regularly and everything will be fine."

I took a relief of breath thinking that it's not severe. I thanked the doctor and came out of her cabin.

I am now walking and thinking about my first pregnancy. My first pregnancy was quite complicated with

my twin boys and a little tumour in my womb.

That tumour was a curse as well as a blessing for me. Because of this tumour, my pregnancy was

complicated and because of this tumour, the doctor couldn't abort my baby.

Flashback from three years ago

After meeting Adeel bhaiya, I was returning to that farmhouse when I received a call from the doctor.

She told me that she wants to meet me and she has something important to talk with me about my

pregnancy. She also told me that she didn't abort my baby.

After hearing the information I became bewildered. I couldn't believe my ears what I have heard. My

baby is still with me. But how it can possible! The doctor declared that she aborted my baby. Then, how

my baby is still with me!

Without wasting any time I went to meet the doctor. I was so nervous and worried. I wasn't

understanding what's happening.

After some times I entered the doctor's cabin and she gestured me to sit down. I asked her hurriedly,"

Doctor, you were saying that you didn't abort my baby. What's happening?"

" Well, the thing is when I was ready to perform the surgery on you I saw something unusual in your

uterus. I stopped the surgery and did some medical test. That's when I came to know that you are

having a tumour in your uterus," The doctor informed me and I was just looking at her face with my

shocked expression. I have lost my words. What's she saying?

I am still looking at her with my shocked expression when she continued," Because of the tumour I

couldn't perform the abortion. If I tried to remove the baby then the tumour could rupture and do

permanent damage in your uterus. That's why I didn't perform the surgery.

" But, you said to Sehreyar Al Seikh that you have aborted the baby. Moreover, why I felt pain in my

lower region if the abortion wasn't performed? I asked her confusingly. I am now so nervous that my

heart is beating like a drum.

The doctor replied," From the very first I was understanding that the abortion was forced to you. I saw

the tension between you and Sehreyar Sir. I wanted to tell him about the tumour but didn't thinking that

I should tell you first. And about the pain, I injected some medicine in you which numb your some

nerves and you felt pain."

I was shocked beyond level after hearing her. But, I was happy that my baby is still with me. I touched

my belly feeling that I touched my baby. I couldn't control my tears and started crying badly.

I am really thankful to Allah that he had saved my baby from abortion. I was busy in thanking Allah

when the doctor informed me," This tumour will only be removed after you give birth to your baby. Your

pregnancy is going to be complicated. It can endanger your life."

" I don't care about myself. I just want to save my baby," I said holding my belly protectively.

The doctor asked me," Aren't you going to tell about your condition to Sehreyar Sir? He is your baby's

father."

" No. I can't tell him the truth. This time he will obviously kill my baby. I can't take any risk," I said

worriedly. The fear of losing my baby started building inside me and I am becoming terrified.

Then the doctor informed me," But, just in two weeks your body will show symptoms of pregnancy very

soon. Your belly will come out and everyone will come to know that you are still pregnant. You can't

hide your pregnancy forever."

After hearing her, I wasn't understanding what I should do. If I escape from Sehreyar Al Seikh. Then

what? Where will I go? I have no money. No guardian. No shelter. How I will survive with my baby. I am

still just a teenager.

I am crying badly thinking about all the possibilities. The doctor is trying her hard to console me but I

couldn't stop my crying.

Suddenly, I remembered someone. I remembered that I am not alone. Allah has shown me a path.

I said to the doctor wiping my tears," I will do anything or go any length to save my baby."

Flashback ended

Remembering all those time a painful smile formed on my lips. I have struggled too much for my child. I

have sacrificed many things for the happiness of my family. And now, I am happy with my child and my

brothers.

I just hope Allah always keep his blessing on me and show me the right path.

Author's p.o.v

" Mehrab, don't be a naughty boy. Finish the food right now," Meher told her little boy who is totally

absent-minded towards the food.

It's been 40 minutes since Meher is trying to feed her naughty boy who is busy seeing the cartoon

books and magazines. Mehrab is seeing magazines like a little scholar.

Meher holds a spoonful of food in front of Mehrab but he isn't opening his mouth. He is busy seeing the

pictures in the magazines.

Meher became tired and sighed with total frustration. She is looking at Mehrab with her unbearable

expression when she heard a voice from behind.

The voice said affectionately," Young man is irritating his mother too much. That's not right."

Meher turned behind and found that Asish is standing on the door smilingly. Meher smiled at him and

told him to come into her room.

" What's little Mehrab is doing? Asish asked affectionately and sat beside Meher on the bed.

Meher replied with a fake angry tone," I am trying to feed your little Mehrab but see, he is busy with

cartoon books and magazines."

Asish just chuckled hearing her and said patting Mehrab's head," Don't bother your mamma. Finish the

food like a good boy."

But, Mehrab isn't listening to anyone. He is continuing whatever he was doing. Meher sighed and

understood that it will be a futile attempt to feed this naughty boy. So, she didn't try to forcefully feed

him.

Meher and Asish are now talking about some matters when they heard Mehrab's happy voice.

Mehrab said with excitement pointing his one baby finger at the magazine," Abb...u...Abu......."

Meher and Asish both looked at the magazine after hearing Mehrab's excited voice. Both became

shocked and surprised hearing the word from Mehrab. It's the first time that he has taken this word.

After seeing the magazine Meher's whole face got clouded with sudden sadness and Asish is just

looking at Meher with his pitiful and uncomfortable expression.

Mehrab again said with excitement trailing his baby finger on the magazine,"

Abu.....Mamma...me.....Abb....u"

Meher again looked at the magazine and she is now looking too much hurt and bothered. She looked

at the magazine and carefully read the title.

The title was ( Famous designer Sajal Seikh went to the business award function to support her

husband Mr Sehreyar Al Seikh).

Meher also saw that in a photo Sehreyar and Sajal are standing together and Sehreyar is holding

Sajal's waist. Both are looking too happy.

Meher felt a pang inside her heart unknowingly. She is controlling her emotions by biting her lips. She

is looking at the photo without blinking her eyes when she again heard Mehrab's excited voice.

Mehrab is continuously calling Sehreyar Abbu(father) with his excited voice. Seeing all this Meher got

angry and snatched the magazine from Mehrab's hand angrily.

She tore down the magazine and threw away it through the window. She is fuming in rage. Asish is

looking at her with his incomprehensible expression.

On the other hand, Mehrab started crying loudly for the magazine. He didn't like that his mother has

snatched the magazine from him. He was enjoying the magazine by seeing all the photos. Meher

picked him up in her arms and started cooing in his ears," Don't cry. Mamma is here. Everything is

fine."

" Gib me thet peper(Give me that paper). Ab....bu......" Mehrab said whining and started thrashing his

hands and feet everywhere.

Meher and Asish are trying their hard to control Mehrab but he is continuously crying. In his anger, he

has scratched Meher's cheek and bitten Asish's hand. Mehrab is looking too much angry.

After crying for sometime Mehrab slept in her mother's arm with his red face because of too much

crying. Meher is now rocking him in her arms gently and looking outside the window. Sometimes she is

stroking his baby hairs.

" Have you ever told him about his father? Why was he calling Mr Seikh Abbu? From where he learnt

that word? In our house, nobody takes this word. Even Shruti call me by Papa," Asish asked worriedly

knitting his brows.

Meher replied nervously," I never say anything to him. It's the first time that Mehrab saw that monster's

photo. I don't know why he was calling him Abbu! I also don't know from where Mehrab learnt this Abbu

word."

Asish sighed and said lowering his voice," its called blood connection. No matter how much you try to

hide. Blood........"

Asish couldn't complete his sentence when Meher said angrily," Whatever! Mehrab is just my baby. He

has no connection with that man. In that monster's eyes, my baby is already dead."

Hearing her, Asish didn't say anything about this matter. He understood that Meher needs some time

alone. He understood how much Meher is disturbed.

Asish is now going towards the door to leave the room when he asked Meher," Do you think he is

searching for you?"

Meher replied sternly," No. He will never search for me. I am dead for him. According to him, I have

died in that fire explosion."

" Hmm," Asish uttered uncomfortably and going to leave the room when Meher said sarcastically,"

Even if I am alive. He will never come to search for me. Because he clearly told me that he is bored

with me. He is done having fun with me."

Asish saw some fresh tears in Meher's eyes. Her beautiful cheeks are now soaking with her tears.

Asish is going to console her when Meher said wiping her tears," Don't console me, Asish bhaiya.

Don't. These tears always give me strength. These tears and those words of him always remind me

that I have to establish myself as a successful person."

" Are you really sure about going in front of him? Asish asked Meher worriedly.

Meher replied giving him a determined smile," I will obviously present myself in front of him. But, this

time he will have to talk with me respectively. I will show him my worth."

Note-(The medical part is completely imaginary. I don't know in real life this thing happens or not. So, I

will request you to not compare this part with real life)