I could hear a beeping. I could feel a burning. People were talking. Was it school?
My MiL is saying something. Maybe it's my turn to cook?
I want chicken curry.
What day is it?
Imraan? Where is Imraan?
I try to lift my eyelids, I can't. Heavy...so heavy.
Empty...i feel empty.
I see white, blurry white. Voices, I hear voices.
"Father"...somebody is talking about father.
Father! My father! Where is my father! What happen!
"so small...babies"
Babies...my babies...where are my babies.
"so much blood, she lost too much blood"
"IMRAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!!!!!", I scream.
"I think she moved...", somebody says.
I scream again, "Imraaaaaaaasaan!!!!!".
"I think Fatima's coming around!!, she's trying to talk!"
I take a deep breath, "IMRAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!", I howl as loud as I can.
Somebody squeezes my hand.
"Baby, can you hear me? Baby! Fatima, can you hear me, squeeze my hand baby", Imraan says.
I press his hand as hard as I can, his obviously gone deaf.
"She squeezed my hand! Get the doctor! Hurry!", I hear Imraan scream.
I am so tired now, its getting dark, so dark....
And then, blackness consumes me!
Whens the next post?
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