“baby what’s wrong?” i asked again. She wiped her eyes and shook her head.
“i lost the pregnancy. I lost it again” she sobbed bitterly.
I tried holding her, but she pushed me away.
I really was a bit relieved on hearing the reason for her tears but i equally was far from happy over the terrible news she just gave me.
“this is now the second time i’m losing my pregnancy. What could be wrong?” she cried bitterly, melting my eyes as well. I drew close and strongly hugged her.
“no this can’t happen. Nooo” i breathed with pain.
My wife lost the first pregnancy few days after our wedding ceremony but we easily pushed it away, thinking that it was caused by the stress of the wedding ceremony and all the running around that followed it. But now it has happened for the second time. A pregnancy not up to two and half months.
“What could be wrong?” i wondered with fixed feeling.
“i wasn’t feeling very well at work today, which forced me to come back home the time i did, but i had barely settled down to rest when i noticed i was soaked with blood” she sobbed.
“c’mon my love. You got to be strong. We still have enough time to have as many kids as we want. So stop crying. I beg of you” i pleaded passionately. She slowly broke away from me and stared into my eyes.
“you smell somehow. I don’t understand the scent i’m perceiving from you” she suddenly asked curiously. I froze with shock for some seconds before smiling and regaining my composure.
“this your big nose really works overtime. What kind of smell are you perceiving?” i covered up innocently, grabbed her a bit roughly and carried her to our bedroom while she playfully protested.
Finally as the man of the house, i played down my wife’s fears concerning the lost pregnancy and made sure she left her pains behind, but nevertheless i equally was very worried because it was a bit abnormal to lose two pregnancies in a year.
I couldn’t go to work the next day, but instead followed her to the hospital where every required test was carried out and all the results surprisingly came out fine.
“when next she gets pregnant, don’t allow her to stress herself too much. Your wife is perfectly fine but i believe her body isn’t the strong type” her doctor calmly advised me.
We returned home hours later, prayed together and hoped for the best.
The next day i headed to my office to see about three well matured female students, who looked much more like old models than students waiting for me. I couldn’t help but imagine what they came for.
“i hope Comfort hasn’t opened her mouth?” i wondered as i walked into my office with a worried look.
To be continued.