om entered the garden decorated with jewels hung up, glowing in the depths of the dark. the wind was chill, and the stars burned with the brilliant sapphire pallor of electric light. there was the glass table in the middle and on that table was four teddy bears - two baby pink and two baby blue.

just then he felt two pairs of arms wrapping around his waist, the owner of the arms started to jump to reach his ear but couldn't.

in the end, the owner decided to just say it: you are going to be a father.

his eyes grew wide as he turned to see gauri smiling sweetly and her eyes having stars in them.

om: what?

gauri: what happened omkaraji? you look really shocked.

om: what did you say earlier?

gauri: omkaraji, I am pregnant. you will be daddykara and I will be mummyri.

om was shocked. his face fell faster than a corpse in cement boots. in that instant his skin became greyed, his mouth hung with lips slightly parted and his eyes were as wide as they could stretch.

'pregnant' echoed in his brain again and again.

gauri: are you not happy that we are expecting a child?

om: y...yes...I am very happy gauri. I just need some time alone.

gauri: lekin...

om: leave me alone please! today my brain is here and there.

gauri: ok.

she leaves as om sat down on one of the garden chairs.

gauri was pregnant and the law stated that you can't divorce a pregnant woman.

six months of their marriage had passed and since six months had passed, he thought it would be the right time to divorce her and then he could marry the love of his life darsha but now gauri was pregnant.

'fuck the law' he muttered under his breath.

om's POV:

anger boiled deep in my system, as hot as lava. it churned within, hungry for destruction, and I know it's too much for me to handle. the pressure of this raging sea of anger would force me to say things I do not mean, or to express thoughts I've suppressed for months.

now what to do?

do I really have to suffer nine months with that bitch?

the one who ruined my chances of marrying darsha.

god, you are the one who makes matches in heaven.

then why won't you let me and darsha marry?

why did you make that bitch gauri pregnant?!

do you have a problem with me?

and whoever the fuck made these laws, FUCK YOU BECAUSE NOW I HAVE TO SUFFER NINE MONTHS!

so guys, chappy ending here.

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