A love story

“You are not attempting pregnancy again. This is your second miscarriage and the trauma of your pain still gives me chills!!”, shouted Anil.

“But..”, Ananya wanted to say something.

“Ssh.. Aren’t you satisfied with my childishness? And from now on I am your baby, officially!!”

“Aha, no,no I am the baby”, she hesitated.

Ananya laughed, cherishing the evergreen memories as she knew her husband who is a soldier will be returning soon.

The day arrived. Excitement was killing her and every second seemed to be a century.

He came with a wide grin, in the wheel chair without limbs as the bomb diffusion gulped them brutally!!

Ananya fainted. When she woke up, Anil was sitting next to her.

“I..am..really sorry”, Anil muttered.

“When you said you are my baby, I was sad that I can't carry around a baby in my arms but now I will carry you till eternity and thus you are officially my baby!!”, his soul rejoiced in the glimmer of hopes, as he saw them resurrecting in front his eyes while ripples decorated the ocean of his tears!!