I have never written this in a POV perspective and all of you asked for another chapter. So two more chapters, one from Meenakshi's perspective and one from Vikram's. Also my new book is getting ready and shall be available soon on Wattpad, once Meenakshi is done. First five chapters are available on Scrollstack for free. Link is available in my bio.
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Meenakshi's POV:
It's been five months since that day, the day when I was announced that I was pregnant, even though Vikram and I had a hard time accepting it. I know it was wrong of us to question something like that but both of us decided to give that thought a belief and move ahead. Things haven't been exactly easy. Both of us are very cautious around each other and every time we look at each other, a wave of fear passes both of us.
Vikram is worried about losing me to childbirth while I am worried if we would ever be good parents. Both of us never expected this and knowing my situation, both of us never thought about this even randomly. We only believed in this miracle when my stomach began to swell ever so slightly about three weeks ago, making the fact prominent that I was pregnant. Time and again I would find myself caressing my stomach trying to come to terms with the fact that we are expecting and I am pregnant. Like now, I am sitting in front of the mirror, caressing my small bump as a maid helps me dry my wet hair. Vikram has gone to meet Paa for some work and will be back soon so that we can have our breakfast together.
We had announced last week to everyone that I am pregnant and that we are expecting a child very soon. The kingdom showered us with their blessings and love and we couldn't be happier for us and them. Vikram and I decided to keep things less stressful including the affairs of the court and kingdoms. Both of us spend a lot of time together, cherishing small moments before we are a family of three. I can clearly see fear and love in his eyes everytime he looks at me, everytime he touches me, everytime he holds me close. No matter how much I assure him his fears remain untouched. I feel like a failure when I see him like that. And that also adds to the fact that my fears continue to grow and I haven't told him. I don't wish to burden him more than whatever he is going through.
"You are glowing Ranisa." She told me as she spread the smoke from the pot through my hair. I looked at her through the mirror and gave her a small smile. She smiled back and continued her work on my hair.
"She is always glowing, isn't she?" A voice came from behind and my eyes snapped upwards in the mirror to meet his.
"Ji Maharaj." She muttered, bowing her head at him. He walked ahead and dismissed her. Collecting my hair together in his hands, he ran his fingers through it, raking it apart softly before he began braiding it loosely. My eyes continued to be glued at him even though he was focused on the task at hand. He then picked up my earrings and their danglers and slowly placed them on my earlobes. He then moved to my nose ring and bangles. Sliding them through my wrist, he softly kissed my inner wrist making me gasp. He chuckled at my reaction and kneeled in front of me, bending forward to kiss my bump. My fingers found themselves woven into his hair as he placed feathery kisses on my stomach while caressing it softly through my saree. His hands slipped inside my saree, caressing my stomach, making goosebumps form on my hands. He looked up from there, his lips still on my stomach, his fingers with a mind of their own as he softly smiled at me.
"How are you feeling today?" He asked, softly, placing another kiss.
"Fine." I whispered, unable to process anything at his touch.
"Are you feeling well? Your skin is red and you are sweating." He frowned upon seeing my flushed face. I looked away from him, unable to meet his eyes as he looked at me intensely. "Meena?" He held my chin, forcing me to look at him. I pushed him away gently and stood up and walked out of the room, trying to compose my beating heart. I could hear him follow me and in a moment he was in front of me. "Hey, should I call the daima?" He asked, concern and fear evident in his eyes.
A pang of guilt hit me for troubling him and I hugged him wrapping my arms around his neck being careful of my small bump. "If you look at me like that, I am unable to think straight, what makes you think I could answer you?" I whispered, making him tighten his grip on my waist.
"Look at me." He commanded, and I shook my head pushing my face into his neck even more. He chuckled and that made me smile too. "Meena." His fingers in my hair massaged my scalp and I sighed in response.
"Can you promise me something?" My voice came out muffled as I spoke from the crook of his neck. He nodded, and I pulled away looking him in the eye. "Can you once let go of your fears and enjoy these moments blissfully?" I asked, cupping his face with my palm. He looked at me for a moment and pulled away from my embrace, making me frown.
Walking to the bed, he sat on it, before he looked at me. "I am scared and I try everyday to keep it away from you and the baby, but I am not able to. It always comes back." His head was hung low and his voice trembled.
"Are you regretting the baby?" I asked, tears sprang in my eyes as I forced the question out of my mouth. His head shot up as if he had been slapped and he looked at me with an expression I couldn't comprehend.
"Meena.." I shook my head and took a step behind afraid of his reaction and the guilt on his face gave everything away.
I should have known, I was just foolish. How could I do this to him? My hands went to my bump again and I felt myself cradling it as if I could feel my baby. Sobs wrecked through me and I ran into the closet to hide myself away. Why? Why should this happen to us? Why couldn't ever have a normal simple life? Why should everything be so complicated? I slid down the wall as I felt my legs giving away. Why me? Why us?
Vikram sat by me collecting me in his embrace, and I melted in immediately. Sobs wrecked through me and my body jerked violently due to hiccups. "I am so soâsorry. I didn't mean to trouâtrouble you so much." Words came out of my mouth, trying to comfort him and myself.
"No, no Meena. None of this is your fault and it will never be. Hey-hey look at me jaana, Meena look at me." His words rang in my ears but I couldn't process anything.
"Soâsorrâsorry VâVikram." I mumbled before everything went dark around me.
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