THE PETALS OF BLOSSOMS
A strange atmosphere pervaded the surroundings; it seemed as though people were merely breathing—a cold, silent, and somber air. What had suddenly happened to this home—a place where no evil spirit had ever ventured and where happiness was the norm?
Two years ago:
Zayn ran breathlessly, in a state of anxious agitation, and asked the doctor.
"Doctor! My wife... and—and the baby?"
The doctor replied with reassurance and a hint of joy.
"Congratulations! Your wife has delivered healthy twin baby boys. Both babies are breathing well, crying strongly, and your wife is recovering nicely."
Breathing a sigh of relief and embracing happiness, Zayn says...
"I can't thank God enough ,He has bestowed upon me not just one, but two blessings."
Immediately after thanking his God , He ran with joy and excitement to share the wonderful news with everyone sitting in the corridor, Those who have been helping him and his wife in this journey—exhausted from the ordeal of childbirth and surgery, yet eagerly awaiting this thrilling update.
"Mom–DAd!"
he says ...
"Twins , they are twins"
as he smiled frankly.
Upon hearing the news, everyone's faces lit up with joy; a happiness that defied description spread across their weary faces.
After this great moment of chaos and joy ,
With a certain degree of restlessness and anxiety, his mother hurriedly asked
"gender?"
"What"
Zayn confusedly replied
His mother (farha) asked again
" what do you mean by 'what'? i am asking you about their gender"
"well! The doctor didn't mentioned the gender neither did I ask"
He replied
"What kind of careless and unserious attitude is this? When you have adopted such foolish behavior right from the start, how will you look after and raise them?"
His mother sternly reprimanded him, expecting him to change his awful behavior, and then turned to her husband and asked...
"You should go! and, ask the doctor about the gender of the twins; and, I will check on wafa and the twins."
then Farha glared at her son and ordered him to come with her to the ward and check on his wife and newborns.
WARD ROOM
As they entered the ward, their hearts held a mix of joy and delight alongside the anxiety of how they would raise the children. Lying semi-conscious on a ventilator, Wafa kept glancing toward her newborn babies, waiting for someone to come and show her a glimpse of her newborns–when she will be able to hold her newborn babies in her arms..
As farha entered the room and cast a concerned glance at her daughter-in-law, she asked
"Oh my ; Are you alright sweetheart? It almost looks like he didn't took care of you ! Huh"
in a tone filled with anxiety, impatience, and a hint of anger.
Zayn laughed off her taunt.
As They both turned to look at the twins, their father walked in and said...
"Boys ! They are boys"
Suddenly, the room filled with joy and lively commotion; the niece , wafa's family and other relatives who were in the hallway also came into the room to share this long period of happiness.
Wafa's mother (kheja) handed the twins to both the parent saying
"They are everything to you now; all your attention, every goal, and every motive should be centered on them. You must fullfil your responsibilities. "
Farha also advised
"She is right; you know that the role of a parent can sometimes be exhausting, but these little angels can also be a source of joy..."
His dad (farhan) adds in
"—although the process can be possibly exhausting all the time when you are raising a j*rk like him."
"Dad ! Well then grandpa must have felt the same way"
His father stared at him furiously.
"Nothing;"
As they argue Everyone ignores them and kept their attention on the newborns.
They were all immersed in that moment of joy and blessings; although they should have decided on names for the children, they did not do so–after they realized, they eyed each other to leave the room to wafa and Zayn.
After everyone left, they awkwardly started the Conversation.
"Are you feeling well"
"I am good for now–yeah, I mean I'm feeling great"
She felt embarrassed but also relieved that everyone Gave them privacy
"Then–"
He pushed his lips together and embarrassedly tried to keep the conversation alive.
"Yes?"
She teased
"Nothing–im just saying did you think of any names?"
He asked
"I thought you were in charge for that i also didn't think that there will be two!"
She replied
"Yeah, who thought of that"
He teased
"This one is my yamal and the second one is my zamal"
She claimed as she smiled towards them
"Don't you think they are a bit girly?"
He exclusively said
"Then why don't you decide"
She rolled her eyes as she said that
"You are my wife–only you should make these decisions; I don't want to include anyone else in our private matters and I on the other hand lovee these names"
He claimed as he smiled frantically at her
"It's confirm, then–"
She giggled
He nodded—
This was the first time in their married life that they had actually conversed with each other; although he still looked after her and they lived under the same roof, a sense of estrangement stood between them—one that in no way conveyed the feeling of a legitimate marital relationship
