Unwanted Child! Part III

“I will take care of this. Let me handle my work first and we will run away together. We will go to a place where no one can find us. Leave and start a small family that has a father, mother, and child. Do you still want to have a family with me?” It was a question that would shatter people's hearts. Even though she had promised herself that she would never hurt Traithip again, being the 'lover' of the 'person we love' was the ultimate dream of every woman...which included herself.

“I... I want to have a family with you.” Finally, the voice of her heart dictated her to choose what she felt rather than morality. The professor smiled and asked the young lady for a week.

“Okay, that’s our deal, Little one… You must keep this a secret for our future.”

"Yes... I promise"

“Then you would go back first. I think we talked for too long. Others will suspect."

“I got it, doctor. Give me a call," the woman reminded him once again before walking out of Professor Kawee’s examination room.

“We’re here, madam.” The young taxi driver roused her from her reverie. Petch took the money from her pocket and handed it to the driver before entering the house.

The house was illuminated with lights, which told her that her husband was home. So, she had to keep her composure. Shredding her anxiety outside the fence, she put on a smile and walked into the house.

Traithip was drinking in the living room. It looked like he was probably intoxicated. He gave her a sharp look as soon as the girl arrived.

“Where have you been?”

"Um...shopping."

“Shopping? Where are the things you bought... I don't see any."

Her husband's question struck her dumb; however, she still kept her poker face on.

“The shop doesn’t have what I want. Have you eaten? I will cook for you." Petch tried to change the subject. As she was about to proceed to the kitchen to cook for her husband, he had called her first.

"Wait a minute..."

"Yes ?"

“Today, I went to buy medicine at Muay’s shop in front of the alley.”

"Are you sick? What’s wrong?" The girl asked worriedly. But when she saw her husband's eyes, she was taken aback. That look was a sign of distrust… A bad omen began to appear.

“Muay said you went to buy a pregnancy test. Why did you buy it... when I’m barren? Or you are pregnant with someone else!?” Traithip's tone changed as he thundered out.

“No… Nothing. Muay is all the talk.” The young wife avoided eye contact. Her trembling hands were so shaky that they were out of her control.

"Liar! I can see it in your eyes that you are lying to me now!”

"Uh... It’s..." The girl stuttered. Her husband stood up to face her and immediately shook her shoulders aggressively.

“You’re pregnant, aren’t you? ...With who? tell me now that you want to leave me, right...right?"

“I'm sorry… I didn't want it to turn out like this either.”

“Slut!” Traithip slapped his beloved wife in the face with a broken heart, his knees weak, and fell to the ground. His tears flowed, similar to Petch’s cry.

The last words he said that night was...

“If you still want to be together… You must have an abortion!”

That was how the story continued...before Doctor Aun felt like the world was spinning. At the same time, the smell of the operating room hit his nose once again with the image in front of him becoming clearer... the one that made the doctor stunned and could hardly believe his own eyes.

He was standing in the delivery room!

On the maternity bed was Petch, who was lying with her leg on the stirrup. She looked drowsy and was in a half-asleep state. At the foot of the bed… Doctor Aun saw a man standing with his back turned alongside Nurse Ae and Nurse Pia preparing the equipment on the other side. The man was not wearing a medical uniform but wearing an extern student's shirt.

Who was it?

At the end of the question in his mind, the man turned around. Doctor Aun opened his eyes wide in shock because that man was his classmate, Doctor Pop, whose face was pale. His friend was a bundle of nerves.

“Hurry up and put on your coat, Doctor Pop, so that we can finish it quickly.” Nurse Ae's voice rang out. Doctor Pop nodded and turned to put on the sterile robe that Nurse Pia was holding. Before sitting down between Petch's legs to prepare for some procedure...something Doctor Aun had never thought someone like Doctor Pop would do!

"Give me a curette," said Doctor Pop. Nurse Pia then sent the scraper to Doctor Pop.

"Hey! Don't do it, Pop." Doctor Aun accidentally yelled out, even though he knew it had all passed and Doctor Pop wouldn't have heard his voice. But still, the young doctor's shock could not be kept at bay. His friend was committing a terrible and sinful crime. Damn, Doctor Pop... He shouldn't have done it!

Doctor Pop broke into a sweat, even though it was as cold as the North Pole in the delivery room. The hand holding a curette trembled with fear of doing something immoral. He eventually took a deep breath to gain focus and confidence. When his mind became clear, he slowly inserted a curette into Petch’s vagina. As he was going to scrape out the uterus, Petch cried out softly. Her voice startled the young doctor.

“Don’t hurt my baby, please. Don’t harm him. I’m forced into this abortion.” She gathered all her energy to plead with the doctor before her. Doctor Pop suddenly lost himself. He stepped back amid the shock of Nurse Ae and Nurse Pia.

“How can she be conscious? Didn’t you say she was sedated?”

"She was really sedated but I think it's not strong enough. It’s alright, I'll inject another dose of anesthetic," said Nurse Ae, turning around to prepare an anesthetic for another injection that she put in Petch’s arm with no delay. The girl struggled with all her might. But in the end, she couldn't escape. Petch broke down as her tears flowed down her cheeks.

It was all over... She was going to lose her child, wasn’t she?

The light gradually darkened; her eyelids felt so heavy that she needed to succumb to the drug. Eventually, it was soundless… as silent as the grave, without any sound, even the sound of a beating heart!

Doctor Pop stood still until Nurse Pia gave him a warning...so he quickly retook his seat.

“Hurry up, Doctor Pop… we don’t have much time.”

Then Doctor Pop killed the child in Petch's stomach with his own hands...

Without ever knowing that...it would not cause ‘one’ death, but 'two!'