Neil- Can we meet today Avu? Please. The message reads when she looked at her phone screen on the way stepping out of the elevator door.

Avni-I won't be free before 7. It's Monday you know. Avni typed walking to her desk after she closed her door behind.

Neil- I'll pick you around 7:15 then.

Avni- is there anything urgent? We just met yesterday right? Avni asked being unsure.

Neil- Yep a little urgent. I'll tell you, when we will meet. Now what does it mean? She frowned looking at the screen for few seconds growing worry but then pushed away the thought thinking; let's keep it for later and collect the mind for the reason she is in clinic.

Avni- okay. Have to go now. Bye. Avni typed hurriedly and taped on the sent key with a frown on her forehead.

Neil- bye love. Can't wait to see you. Immediately the reply came from Neil. And a smile spread across her lips. Next second a sigh of a determination rushed through her when the thought poke her insides_ she needs to put all her mind together to start her day, her patients are waiting for her to be arrived soon.

It's 10:30am when Avni lumbered out of her desk in hurry before she shoved her ph in her jeans pocket and she stalked off her cube. It's time for the patient rounds.

Neil

The matter wouldn't be malleable soon. My gut feeling poked me up. I'm having a little ache at the backside of my neck. I rubbed my palm over that spot few times and my another hand clutching the steering wheel. It has passed more than a minute I have reached the place I asked Avni to meet me. It took me a while stepping down the car, unsure of how to start the conversation with her about the things I have to say to her, that my Mom got to know about us lately.
As if on cue my cell phone vibrated a text. My chain of thoughts broke by the sound.

"Are you planning to be here any time soon or I shall leave?"  Atypical Avni, she would never change. She would arrive before the time and then would complain waiting for long. As if I can see her querulous pouting face. My lips curved a smile looking at the screen and then fainted in a second.
My countenance straight, drawing a harsh sigh I instigated my determined steps to move forward on the way reharsing inwardly the statements mine would be conversing with Avni_How I should be initiated the talking regardless?

*

Bebe calmly sitting there in breakfast table watching every single move Sweta has made around the kitchen, since everyone left. She chose this hour to make a move to talk to her Daughter-in-law who is in a grevious state agonizing over the disclosure happened last night.

She has all the right to be angry with us. We should have told her, atleast not taking this long. Are the thoughts of Bebe.

"Sweta?
Can we talk? You can't avoid the situation forever. You know that. Whatever it takes we need a talk." In a very prepared tone Bebe spoke in effort to have an one to one conversation with Sweta, as soon as She saw her dismissed the maid from Kitchen duty and send her for the dusting upstairs.

"There is nothing to talk.
Waise bhi jo apka mann Kiya aap dono karchukey. Now it's time for  me to take things in my hand before it gets too late" facing the woven not turning to Bebe Sweta answered in a awfully tranquil voice as if controlling herself from detonating her inner turmoil at any second. She earned a discreet glare from Bebe then when Bebe noticed her side facade is uneasingly stiff suppressing not to bark at her mother-in-law, in such an indignant state Bebe never seen her before. Couldn't help but Bebe shuddered inside at the sight.

"What are you talking about? What did we do?" Bebe replied, her tone severe, brows drew together forming a grimace. No matter whatever it takes Bebe would initiative this confer, this is how it should be.

"Like you don't have any idea haan?" Sweta let out a exasperating scoff and walked away, to the kitchen Island deposited the breakfast paraphernalia for wash in sink, extra noisily. Bebe took a concern look at the sink then her eyes back to her. She sighed.

"Yes we haven't"
"They are adults Sweta, we can't control their life. why don't you understand such simple thing?" Bebe reasoned out, caused Sweta face her and threw harshly away the wash cloth she took off the rack to wipe her hands.

"Like seriously Bebe? This is what you have to say? As if you don't know anything about Avni? Her health issues, her past?" In a second came her waspish remark, rendered Bebe perturbed but she immediately recovered taking a deep breath before she raised her voice in a stern castigating manner talking to the person who is waiting to retort back.

"Sweta no. Stop. Wahi pe ruk jaa." Bebe raised her hand coerced Sweta unwillingly halt at her spot, albeit not more than a minute.

"Nahi ruk sakti main. Uss Neela ko bhi sab pata tha I can surely say that about everything Neil is on with her daughter. I swear to god Bebe iss baar nahi." Despite being superficially taken aback a second ago Sweta pulled herself back and her next retaliation left Bebe grow extremely irked.

"Beti mana hai tuney Avni ko Sweta, yaad hai na tujhe?" Sweta startled at the criticizing tone Bebe spoke to her this time.

"Abhi bhi maanti hu, parr iska matlab ye nahi hai ki usey....." She paused, looked away very uncomfortably flipping her eyes few times to avoid Bebe's impenetrable gaze before she resumed talking. "Pata nahi kaun log hai uske asli maa baap. Kuch bhi to pata nahi hai hamey Bebe." her voice traced disapproval muttering.

"What if you get to know all of it would you accept her?" Bebe said, uncertainty gleamed in her voice, caused Sweta abruptly fixed her gaze then it turned terrified over Bebe. Next moment her eyes welled up. She sucked a shaky breath, her chin shivered, lips pulled between her teeth.

And that is it. Sweta didn't know what should be her answer to this question Bebe asked her. On the other side Bebe is waiting for her reply in hope to be coming soon, which Sweta has no clue.

*

Neil

"I got Mom knew about us. And it happened yesterday" I don't delay things and utterly hate beating around the bush. So this is how I said it out after persisting for few little conversation here and there with Avni, such as; if she ordered something or when did she reach? But her answer, or response if I better explain it to my statement, left me speechless for a good sixty seconds blankly struggling to let her words register in my brain holding my obstructive breath, then repeating inwardly her entire sentence, if I'm dreaming a beautiful dream or the worst I'm imagining the imposible. Because this can't be true. No way this is true. This is not real.

She is what? What does that mean?

Preggo? 

I keep staring at her being stupified, frozen at the spot. I can sense it my fastest thumping heart is going to take away my hearing ability any second.

She is definitely testing my patience level. What she thinks she just twaddled out making no sence?  Oh god Avni it is not the day to prank on, not this one either.

May be I heard it incorrect. Definitely I did.

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Yep the update is too short, compare to the chapters I usually write.
Well looking at that disappointing amount of voting and comments in my last few updates I have received I decided to make my chapters shorter now on and end this story as soon as possible. ( It's very disheartening when people enjoy your hardwork but do not care to acknowledge it )

To my Genuine Readers who regularly do voting and drop comments in my updates_Thank you so much guys for tolerating me this far. I heartily appreciate your love and support.

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