My ears had refused to believe the words after they left the doctor's lips. It was unbelievable. I stared at the doctor who smiled showing off the little space in between his front teeth. My lips had curled up into a smile and water had pooled in my eyes. My heart leaped with joy. The feeling of gratefulness, happiness and joy filled me. I thanked the one above me, his name continuously leaving my lips. Amatullah was pregnant. She was pregnant again. Despite the fall, our baby had survived with. The doctor had said it was a rare case with her fall. It was a narrow escape. I wanted to see my angel. I wanted to meet her, touch her stomach and kiss her hard for giving me so much joy. I thanked the doctor. Together with Salim who had sat beside me, we left the doctor's office. "Congrats bro"

