
POVS. Agra Mahesh.
"sorry sir, we can't save your wife,"
Deg, I stared when I heard what the doctor said as if my life was flying away from my body. My body feels stiff, my breath feels tight as if stuck in the throat.
I was unable to get the words out even though my mouth was already open with the net also widened, I could not understand what the Doctor was telling me.
"no! that's not possible! my son is alive!"
The loud screams resuscitated me who was in confusion, I looked back at the few Doctors who were still bowing their heads.
"you-you said what?" I asked back to see what I had just heard.
"forgive us sir, forgive us,"
di-he said what? whats he say?
My body trembled violently with a breath that felt tight when I heard the words sorry from his mouth, I was unable to move my body that seemed to lose my life.
"son, son, torment," my body was embraced by Papa as if everything I heard was the truth, I wrote to everyone who was currently sobbing with my Mother-in-law lying on the floor.
Nah! this is impossible!
I pushed their bodies into the room where my wife was. I was standing right next to the bed showing the figure of the woman I loved so much.
I raised a trembling hand to touch her, stroking my wife's face that looked very pale.
"Darling, I'm coming." I kissed Aleta's cold face, I held her hand over her stomach.
"Darling, I'm your husband's tormentor, I'm sorry for coming late, hyster." I kissed the back of her hand as she continued to say sorry, hoping that she would wake up and curse at me like she used to.
But no! he didn't even move one bit, making my heart wistful. I hugged her body tightly, I would never allow her to leave me.
"honey, don't you want to see our kids? they were born, hyster. Open your eyes, let me, let me torment"
I couldn't continue what felt so painful, it all felt so fast. I wish it were all just a dream, and I want to wake up from this painful dream.
"son, wakeup. Don't be like this!"
I felt a soft pat on my shoulder, yet I did not care who he was and what he wanted.
"honey, wake up I beg you. Open your eyes, please torment me,"
broken, one word that can describe my current feelings.
wh why? why are you so cruel to me, God? wh why?.
I crushed my head as I fell onto the cold floor, I heard some people yelling and trying to lift my body but I was helpless.
"why? why is all this happening? huh!"
My cries echoed in this hellish room, which seemed to burn me and my whole life.
"wake Aleta! I said wake up!" I got off the floor and shook my wife's body to get her up, I didn't like the way she left me like this.
"wake you! I'll never forgive you if you don't open your eyes right now!" I was getting stronger shaking Aleta's body until the bed shifted to hit the small table next to her.
"stop Agra, stop! don't be like this,"
Some people tried to remove my hand from Aleta's body, but they didn't! they have no right to do that because she is my wife!
"Agra, calm yourself, boy! poor Aleta,"
"hush up all of you!" I shouted at everyone in the room. They looked at me sadly and tried to pull your body away from my wife.
"let go! I need to wake this woman up! he can't go anywhere without my permission!"
I hugged Aleta tightly again, and I could feel that her body was cold as ice.
"honey, wake! I'm sorry, I won't be angry anymore. Please open your eyes, baby I'll torment, wake up, torch huhuhu,"
*why is all this happening to me? what's my fault that you took the woman I love so much, why God?
God, I beg you. I beg you to return my wife, return her to me, I promise that I will not ask you for anything. I beg God, please*.
Dead, that's how I feel right now. There was no longer any point in me living without my wife, tears of despair continued to pour down my face. Never in the slightest did I imagine God's fate so painful in my life.
"my son, my son, already! tell Aleta to torment her, no more wailing,"
I raised my head to see who would dare to tell me to take my wife.
It won't! I'll never let it go, not even until I die!
"Agra, Papa please. Let go of Aleta son!"
I looked towards Papa who had been trying to pull me away, as well as all of them who were trying to let go of my embrace.
"no! she's my wife, I have every right to do anything to her!"
"remember your children Agra! they still need you!"
Right, I just remembered their existence. They also need to know their mother's current condition. If I can't wake her, then my children should be able to wake their mother.
I removed Aleta's body and went out of the room to a room where my two children were being cared for.
"Agra, where are you going?"
"Agra, stop! what do you want to do?"
Fuck them, I don't care! I'll do anything to get my wife back.
I entered the room and locked the room so that no one would bother me to talk to my two sons.
Shouts from everyone continued to be heard, yet I did not care! I set foot to approach the two babies in the incubator.
Deg, my heart was racing so fast when I saw that little baby still flushed in the incubator. My body trembled at the sight of our children who had been born into the world, and their faces were very similar to mine.
Is that how a father feels?
I held the glass of the incubator as if I were holding my very small, red hands. Tears came back when we remembered the sad fate we were going through.
"son, Papa is very happy to see you have been born into the world. But your mama wants to torment you, your mama, she needs you. Please, please wake up Mama Hiks, wake her up to torment,"
I sat back in front of the incubator that wrapped my two children, I then took a breath and convinced myself that Aleta would definitely wake up if she saw her two sons.
With recklessness, I took out my two sons from the incobator. I carried them left and right to take them to their mother.
Hang on, son, Papa is sure you're strong kids. You have to wake up Mama.
Brak, I was suddenly shocked when I saw them break down the door of the room I was currently in.
It was clear that the look of worry and surprise in their eyes when they saw me holding my two sons who were still blushing.
"Agra! what are you doing?"
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