The best ????Shriya
I smiled as I walked into the hospital room. Anupama and Sara had delivered within an hour of each other, five hours of labor for Sara, six for Anupama, and they were both now sharing the same room. It was pure chance that the hospital put them together. They both were on their beds, lying on their sides, staring at Cherry as he sat between them.
He held two pink-wrapped bundles in his arms, staring at them with such awe in his eyes, such love.
It hit me then. He looked just like Chandu had on the day of Nidhhi's birth, right down to the look on his face. My son's arms trembled as he held both his daughters with care. Tears fell down my cheeks. The rest of the family moved in around us, his sisters gushing over the babies.
Shruti hugged me from behind, her head on my shoulders. "Oh, god, Shriya..."
"I know," I said, my voice as choked as hers. "I wish he was here so badly to see this. To see the man Cherry's become."
Shruti didn't answer.
"Sometimes, I dream about him. And we talk. I tell him what he's missing. He's so excited about it."
"That's good," Shruti whispered. "He must be so happy."
"I think so."
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The rest of the family moved in. Ananya looked so cute as she leaned in, her pigtails falling off her shoulders. Janhvi bounced with excitement. Nidhhi and Nabha held each other, their heads leaned close, and I bet they imagined the day Cherry held their children like that. Poonam sat down on the side of Anupama's bed, smiling at her daughter and her new grandchild.
The door opened and Dr. Wilson entered, her hair bouncing about her shoulders. I sniffed back more tears as she studied the chart. She wore green hospital scrubs but looked refreshed even after spending hours delivering Sara's baby.
"Okay, Sara, how are you...?" Her words dropped off as she stared at Cherry holding not one but two pink bundles. She glanced at the other bed, seeing Anupama staring adoringly at him. "Wait, what?"
"That's Anupama," I told her. "Cherry and Sara's girlfriend. It's all very modern and progressive, you see."
"What?" the doctor blinked.
"She had Cherry's child, too. They conceived very close together and went into labor at the same time."
"Cherry's fault," Sara said with a big, if weary, grin on her face.
"But...but..." The doctor looked around. "He impregnated two girls? At the same time?"
"Uh-huh," I said.
"And no one cares?" the doctor asked.
"Nope."
Her jaw dropped. Then Janhvi, casually, said, "It's three girls now."
Everyone looked at the precocious nineteen-year-old. She had grown larger breasts over the year, and they strained the tight tank top she wore. She was well on her way to having tits the size of Nidhhi or my sister, Shruti.
"What?" Cherry asked.
"You're going to be a daddy again," Janhvi giggled. "You knocked up both your cousins. Isn't he a stud, Dr. Wilson?"
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"I...uh... I'll come back... You all want to...to visit." The doctor swallowed and retreated from the room.
Cherry stared at Janhvi who just put on the biggest, the most innocent, and the brattiest grin ever. "I sometimes forget to take my birth control pills. But I double up the next day whenever I forgot though. I thought it was okay"
"It doesn't work that way," Poonam groaned. "You have to take the pill every day for it to be effective."
"Guess so," Janhvi shrugged, her hands rubbing her tummy.
"You are in trouble," Cherry growled, not buying her "forgetfulness" for a moment. Well, Janhvi had gone nine months without being a brat.
And then one of the infants cooed. Cherry had turned his attention to his daughters, joy lighting upon his face. I sighed. They were my granddaughters. Chandu's granddaughters. I smiled, feeling so happy as I stared at our family. It would grow larger bit by bit. We would all be so close, held together by the young man grinning at his newborn daughters.
More tears fell. I knew Chandu must be so happy right now. I hoped I dreamed of him tonight. I had a lot to tell him.
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