Painful times

Six months passed. Russia was a nice place for the couple. They had quite adjusted to the beautiful place. They had got into their respective careers. Vale worked as a Receptionist at Blue Springs company, distant from their home and Beck got a Manager cum Admin role at a Shipping Company.

It could be realised that their family life had bloomed into the like of wild cherries. They had matured by now to handle the ways of life they had been blessed with. Within 2 months from then Vale conceived a baby boy who was named 'Jerry'. He made his way into the Art and Crafts School.

She nurtured him and cared for him like no other mother did. One year passed. Things were quite the same. But, as I said before, destiny had more in store for them.

One day, as Vale returned home, she felt very ill.

She sat up on the bed. She felt her health was getting worse. Soon she rang up her husband.

He answered her call and was disappointed to know about it.

Beck was at the office at the time and he was busy due to his work schedules. The nature of his work was such that it always piled up. He always used to give himself enough time in between his work. But today, he knew he had to leave for home. So much enquiring was he about Vale.

So he got up from his seat and immediately took the keys of his car from the drawer of his desk. As his office was on the First floor, he could reach his car in a flurry of steps. Vale was quite pale looking when Beck found her sitting on a chair waiting for him.

Maybe they could go to a clinic...Or maybe they could wait a little more...until the real cause of her sickness is revealed to them. They immediately left the house and Beck was the one to drive the car. Their car headed to Dr. Sebastian's Clinic which was 2 miles away. Beck had good contacts with the doctor, and as he drove ahead he remembered he had visited him 3 or 4 times earlier.

In less than 5 minutes they would be reaching there. Beck's heart pounded, but it was a sigh of relief for Vale.