jilted episode 80

JILTED
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Sequence 80
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Ambrose POV
She changed her gown and tied a wrapper over the new dress she wore.
Sitting at the back seat of a cab, she comfortably went through instagram. She don't seems to feel anything at all. I became worried, women yell and scream during labour, she claimed her water might have broken yet she's here giggling and comfortably pressing her phone. Is she trying to make this moment memorable? Maybe she knows she wouldn't come out of labour room alive and that's why she's trying to be happy for the last time.
"You scare shit out of me"
I snatched her phone and put it off, she frowned giving me a harsh look.
"Look here, you better don't try anything stupid, you would stay alive for me is that understood?" I yelled, a tear escaped my left eye. I whuffled raising my nose up with fore fingers.
"So what now? Every woman goes through this phase, it's just labour" She defended.
"It's just labour, yes. Every woman go through this phase but yours is different, you claim to be in labour yet you are sitting here giggling and scrolling through instagram?"
"But, what should I have done?"
"Don't you feel pains?" I asked touching her sides to see if she would howl.
"Nothing, I am just fine" She responded smiling.
I dropped back into the seat, I hope she's just fine.
We arrive the hospital, her wrapper is stained too. She walk on her own towards the ward. I wasn't allowed to go in, they took the box and ask me to wait back.
I prayed to God to see us through, my woman is everything. She's my heaven and earth.
Minutes later, a doctor met me and told me to relax, he said she's dilating really well and would have the baby in few minutes.
I was allowed to see her now, I changed into the clinical gown, gloves, nose mask and head cap.
She was naked in bed when I step in, she feels so much at ease..
"How do you feel? Painful?" I asked holding her left hand.
The other doctors and nurses got ready, we were about six in the ward. Her legs widely parted.
"I am fine sweetie, I feel just little cramps" She smiled.
I swallowed my saliva, the doctors got down to work. They took turns in inserting their fingers in her part. I watch closely, they nodded at intervals, I could easily say they had positive reports.
"Madam, be strong" A female nurse pat her shoulder.
Everyone pulled their nose mask down, I did same. I knew it was time, time to either smile or cry.
"Don't push until you are asked to" A nurse spoke from under her mask. Haira nodded.
I held her left hand in mine. She didn't show much discomfort, it felt like she's just fine.
She groaned few times, all the specialist were not doing anything, they kept slipping their hands down there.
Finally, I heard "Push"
She raised her head up and yelled out. A tear escaped my eye. I have reached the point of no return.
"1,2.........push" A doctor yelled. She yelled again. Panting heavily and sweaty.
Her head was raised high. A stick like wool was put in between her lips so she would easily inhale pushing out our bundle of joy.
She did three more pushs and nothing happened. I was frustrated, I pulled my nose mask and spoke to her "Baby, we can do this right? Do it for us, for me" I pleaded.
She only nodded. I pulled the mask up and the pushing continued.
"Very close, give the best push madam" one of the practitioners said.
She raised her head up looking in the direction of her tummy, she held on to the piece in between her lips and pushed.
"She's here, one last push, harder"
Tears of joy flowed down my eyes when I heard my daughter's cry. My wife threw her neck to the side, she must be super exhausted.
My child was gently placed in a Stainless bowl covered with warm cotton wool.
The placenta came too. The doctors congratulated me as I walk out of the ward with the practitioners.
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I was allowed to see her after about half an hour, she laid in bed, dressed in a simple red gown. Her eyes wide open, she's a strong woman.
"You should be sleeping" I kissed her flatten tummy.
"I haven't seen my daughter" She yawned.
I sat next to her patting her hair.
Finally, we made it.
"Family planning after six months please" I quickly said.
She raised her head to look at me, I nodded.
"I don't want to talk about this now, be sure I wouldn't give in" She hissed.
"You want to risk your life for the second time? I have........."
"Here she comes" She interrupted.
I raised my head to see a nurse walking in with our child. She took her straight to the baby's court and made her lie there.
She pushed the court to our side so we could see her. The nurse left at once.
"What a beautiful Angel" I and my wife chorused.
"uhm, seems like she brought her name from heaven" I commented. Calling her an angel at once is no coincidence.
"I am telling you" She laughed peeping at our sleeping baby in a white thick shawl.
"I would name her Angela" I smiled, she's truly an angel.
"Odd, Angelina" Haira corrected, I shrugged, it's fine by me.
"And a Christan name?" She asked.
"Grace, Grace works for us you know?"
"Don't you think she's a miracle child? I think miracle would be good, yeah that's it" She argued.
Silly us, we never thought of names for our child all the while.
"I gave you the first, I think I want to choose now, she's Esther, my own Queen yes!" I smiled hoping that Haira wouldn't change it.
"Fine then, at least she needs a middle name, I choose Roseline"
I frowned, Rose who? Hanna's name?
"Not acceptable, she's Donatella" I frowned.
"But......." She was going to protest.
"No but, Miss Angela Donatela Esther Ford, that's it" I insisted.
"Fine then, are we giving her just three?" She asked turning her back on me, I guess she wants to sleep.
"You can add more but no Rose, no Priscilla no Nikki" I grinned.
She chuckled.
"Pet name?" She asked.
"Leave that to me, I would decide, Just sleep while I watch after both of you" I ordered.
She remained silent, I realise she was dozing already.
I faced my Angel in the court, so innocent and peaceful.
"At age 15, you would get your first car, I promise" I made my first vow as I spoke to her for the first time.
"Lina, can you hear me? We went through a lot before we had you, you just made me a father and I am going to spoil you. Where do you want to school? Europe? Malaysia? Where? Dad is got the money and he's sending you everywhere and anywhere"
I whuffled, my eyes became heavy. The pregnancy journey wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.
"Lina, you are becoming a CEO at 18, your grandpa worked for me and I am passing it on to you. You are my world baby, please make me proud, please"
I sat back into my chair, she should be able to hear me, even if she can't, I meant every word. I have a child, not just a child but a girl. The female sister I never had. The best birthday gift ever.
I waited this long to meet her, joy got a better part of me and I started taking pictures of her. Ran up to instagram and uploaded my soon to be lady who's likely to turn heads just like her mom.
Hanna POV
I sipped from a cup of hot coffee, I am better than the last few hours. I have swallowed pills and taken necessary injections.
Scrolling through Instagram, I got a shocking news, Haira just had her baby girl in Dubai.
Ambrose posted the pictures and challenging everyone to guess his daughter's name right, he promise to reward the winner with two million Naira.
My heart shattered, he has totally forgotten that he impregnated me too. He's giving Haira all the attention, the witch gave him a female child on his birthday. Oh God! I am hurt, I hate Haira, I hate her godamm bitch of a baby.
"The Fords needs to cry, they are too happy" I texted Laura.
I sipped a little from my coffee as I await her response.
"She was delivered of a girl, it's everywhere already, take heart" She responded.
I swallowed my saliva hard.
"Does she deserve to be happy?" I texted back.
"Maybe, but not with Ambrose" She responded.
"That child and Haira is all he's got. We would trim his feathers by hurting one of them. If they get broken, he becomes shattered" I texted back.
"You have been too cold, teach someone a bitter lesson, destroy something irreparable, smash something valuable and watch them feel pains, the type you are feeling right now"
I smiled.
"They should feel more pains, those two have ruined me and my family" I responded.
"Then, smash the golden egg" She responded.
I was confused, Golden Egg?
I was going to reply when my nurse came for my phone.
"You need rest and not this, finish up with your coffee and sleep" She ordered walking back to her seat.
I reluctantly compiled.
My heart bleeds, I had a lot to think of. What's my fate with this child? I am not giving up until Haira and Ambrose cry for real. Anything I decide to do this time must be a clean job. Ambrose wouldn't trace it back to me.
3 days later.
I was discharged, Anthony is such a darling, he made a warm bath for me and massage me a little.
He prepared exactly what I carve for, we prayed together for the safety of our child. He's so scared of losing the baby.
"I would start processing, you need to see international doctors" He kissed my head, I was buried under the duvet.
"Ain't you going to ask about the child's blood group that seems to be different?" I asked searching his eyes.
"Seems you say, I trust you baby, I know the child is mine. We aren't God you know? Anything is just possible"
I remain mute, guilt eating me up.
"Haira had her daughter three days ago, would you love to speak with her? I can help call her" He offered. I wave it off. I don't want to hear her damn voice.
He didn't argue with me, he got under the duvet and we kissed.
I quickly withdraw, he's only going to turn me on and leave me with the drama.
"I understand, I would definitely give you enough when the time comes" He pleaded, I eye him.
"When is the time? Three months of marriage and you are still waiting for the right time to have sex with your wife? Your words stink" I hiss. I shut my eyes and searched for sleep, I am not ready for his cock and bull crap.
Haira POV
My husband already put up a game on Instagram, he want them to guess the name of his birthday gift.
Ever since I deliver Angelina, he's been super excited. He holds her and play with her whenever she's upset and cries.
I await our discharge later in the day, I have called his Mom to tell her about the latest. I have called Dad and he's so excited. Bobby knows already, he hailed me for a job well done and ask us to return home at once.
Her blood group was checked, she's O+ just like myself. Her dad couldn't hide his joy. No wonder I didn't have crisis or miscarriage threats.
"Baby, are you sleeping? Sorry I went to get you diapers from the house, we are running out already" Ambrose said taking her away from my arm. I took the paper bag from him, he went to get her more diapers. He took a pack of pad with him and I giggled. He's such a darling husband.
Ambrose have been really supportive and the best I can do for him is giving him a child that he never wanted to have due to fear of complications. She's a girl just like he would have wanted. I gave him a female child on his birthday, the best gift he would receive in his life.
"I found new names" I grinned.
We have fought over names in the last three days, we decide to name her ten beautiful names and we have eight already.
"Ivy and Sharon" I announced hoping that he likes them.
He nodded.
"Mom is going to add hers anyways, we would announce her name in four days" He smiled.
He have been flashing me smiles ever since she came.
"Her naming?" I asked.
"Nigeria, not here definitely" He responded.
I nodded, we would return home when she's a month old.
"Haira!" He called. I look straight in his eyes, he still held our daughter in his arm.
"Thank you for this gift, you risked everything for us to become parents, thank you" He appreciated.
I smiled, I never knew I could pull through too. I spent just twenty minutes in the labour room. It's not hell of pains as we were made to believe or let me say I am just luck. Those exercise helped a lot. I was already at the point of delivery when I arrive the hospital yet I felt no pains. I only had little cramps when she was close. No vagina tears or external injury. Lina and mom are just fine.
"No more babies please, I am serious" He insisted.
If he doesn't want more children, fine. But I wouldn't go on family planning, the side effects are said to out weigh the advantages.
"No family planning Ambrose, you can always pour out" I insisted.
"And if I forget to?" He asked.
"I would swallow emergency pills"
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TBC