Adrian
I open my eyes to the plain white walls and blue curtains accompanied by the smell of disinfectants. I try to move my hand to rub my eyes but feel a hiss of pain. A needle was pierced into my right arm and a drip was attached to it. A woman was sitting on a chair beside my bed in the most uncomfortable position with a huge belly. Her head was resting on the bed very close to my hand. I wonder how she manages to sit this long in that awkward position with that enormous pregnant tummy. Her hand was holding mine so tight like I was a kid and about to run away from her hold.
I call her twice, thrice but no response was heard from her. Probably she was very tired. I felt a shade of pity and didn't want to wake her but my bladder was full and I needed to empty it as early as possible. I raised my free hand and pat her head. Her hair felt like silk. She snuggled closer holding my hand protectively between both her hands. Oh God this goes so difficult! I try to ring the bell but it w