The Midwife

Time seems to go too fast for Marjan. He willed the days to go slower. For every day that ends, he could feel their separation nearing. 

Being with Juweyriya was euphoric in every sense. She brought him happiness so easily that he was left wondering how he managed to live without her.

He woke up earlier than he normally would on this day. For some reason, he felt a sense of dread in his heart. 

Observing the woman sleeping next to him, he had the urge to stay beside her the whole day. He didn't know why he felt reluctant to live with her on her own.

His fingers caressed her flawless skin. The warmth from her body made his heart itch. He felt as though he was being tickled by a feather. 

His lips caressed her forehead as his arms wrapped around her body. His other hand rested on her lower abdomen.

She was carrying his child. When he found out he had a lot of mixed feelings. He was happy that he would be called a father in a few months.