WHERE IS MOMMY (SHORT HORROR STORY)

My wife was discharged from hospital. Her parents stayed with us. So I started going to office after two days.

My phone rang


"Harish please come home soon, Amulya is behaving differently. She is talking to herself, pretending to feed baby. " It was Amulya's dad.

I reached home in 30mins.


"My baby are you hungry, let me feed you." Amulya was pretending to feed and her hands was pating in the air.

"Amulya your baby is dead. Please stop. Don't scare me" said Amulya's mom. She saw me and went out. Her eyes were filled with water.

"She's doing like this from morning. We are scared" Please take appointment let's take her to physcatrist said her dad pleading at me.


"Yes. Don't worry. I will take care. You guys please take rest." I assured her dad and Went inside.


I gently stroked her hair and asked "Amulya, what are you doing. We lost our baby. Please be brave. We will definitely have baby soon"

"Harish, my baby is here. He's crying so much. Am not getting much milk. What should I do. Cried Amulya.



I felt so sad seeing her like this. After all she went through so much to conceive this baby. 5years of fertility treatment and finally she was pregnant. We were all so happy.



Everything was shattered that day.She gave birth to a still born baby at 7months.



Doctor prescribed her some anti depression tablets and asked me to take her on trip for change of environment.



"I think she will be normal only when she has a baby of her own. There are embryos frozen from your last procedure right. Can she conceive from that." Asked her parents.

"Yes we can try. But let her recover. We can think about it after couple of months" I said



Though Amulya was little OK, she always seemed to be in her own world. Dint talk much to anyone.



Finally after 3 months I decided to go ahead with Frozen embro transfer. Amulya showed interest in procedure and luckily she was able to conceive.



We were very careful this time. Our doctor monitored more often this time. Her mom ensured she's always with Amulya.

It was a very smooth pregnancy and Amulya gave birth to a baby girl.



Everyone was very happy..



Amulya's mom stayed with her for 3months and returned back to their town. I hired a full-time maid to help Amulya.

After promotion as manager I had to travel a lot and was very busy.



Amulya always used to buy 2 toys, 2 dresses, and even while feeding she had 2 plates.



When asked she used to tell, this is for our son Arav. I ignored as she was normal otherwise..



Even maid once complaint "Saab, didi will keep talking to someone even when pinky is sleeping or playing outside. "

I told maid we lost our son in still birth and Amulya sometimes imagines he's alive.





It was pinky's 4th birthday...





Amulya's dad was helping me with arranging snacks table and table for cake cutting.



"Balloons started popping one by one. Pinky don't pop the balloons. It's for birthday party. After the party you can pop them" I said angrily arranging the table.



"Papa it's not me. It's Arav." Said pinky



I was stunned. " What are you saying pinky. There is no Arav. You go get ready now. Your friends will be here any minute. "

I got angry on Amulya.



" Uncle even now She keeps talking about Arav even now she thinks her still born baby is alive and he's with us. Because of her, even pinky imagines Arav is her brother and keeps talking to herself as though she's talking to him and plays with him. "


"Hmm don't worry, we will take her with us. Let her stay with us for sometime. Anyway pinky has summer holidays. My friends son is a famous psychiatrist. He's practicing in our town. He will be able to help her" said Amulya's dad.

Next day I arranged taxi for Amulya and her parents and pinky.

After a long time I was alone at home. I had beer and ate chicken Biryani which I got parcel from Naidu's Biryani. I stretched my legs and started watching TV.

Suddenly I heard a noise.. It was from pinky's room. I went to her room and saw a black figure sitting on bed hiding it's face in pillow. I heard a feeble crying noise.

I got scared.. I gathered courage and went bit closer and asked

"who.....who is it..


It's me Arav. Where is mommy"..


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