Nine months later

Razaq

"Arrrgh!!!! Razaq!"

"Babe, what's wrong?." I asked, in a scared tone.

"Are you seriously asking me what's wrong? Are you that dumb? I'm about to put to bed!" She yelled angrily at me.

"Huh? Put to bed? Oh my God! What do we do now?."

"RAZAQ!!! Hospital NOW!!" She yelled again at me.

"Hospital... Hospital..." I repeated twice before running into our room to take my car key.

"Nadrah, can you bring her stuff, later on, we need to leave."

"Okay Razaq, I will do that. Just... Just take care of her." She also replied in a nervous tone.

"I will, thank you."

I had made...