Last part of life

Laura was the accused in cell number eight. She went into labor inside the cell. Rahima was telling the higher authorities of the jail breathlessly.

Rahima was the most loyal and good employee among all the jail employees. She worked as a prison cleaner. Her tenure has now ended. She has been retired. She is now an elderly woman and no longer works inside the prison. Being used to working, now she cannot live without working. So she works on attendance basis in the hospital. Her job is mainly to serve food. She delivers food to every patient's room. Since the day Rahima Aunty joined the hospital, she tells one story to all the patients who have been admitted here. A story is told with everyone, not just the patient. This is the best story of her life.

Mr. Peek, the superior of the prison, suddenly lost all concentration on hearing such news. He worriedly told Rahima,

Mr. Peek - Get him to the hospital quickly.

Rahima - That is not possible sir.

Mr. Peek - mean? Why is the problem?

Rahima - The woman does not want to leave the jail, she is threatening us with pain, if we get her out of there, she will do something.

Mr. Peek was very worried after hearing such words from Rahima's mouth. He guessed something like this. There are many criminals in prison but this criminal is quite strange. said Della, looking worried at Mr. Peek

Della - Well, tell me a little more clearly?

Della and Mr. Peek got married fifteen days ago. Both live in two cities. Della comes to visit her future husband in his office. Della's other identity is that she is Alisa's half-sister. Alisa's father's first child by his second wife. Della is the first child of Alisa's second mother.

However in response to Della's question

Mr. Peek - Actually, this woman is quite strange. She doesn't listen to anyone. If you listen to Rahima's mouth, you can see what she is saying even after labor pain.

Before Mr. Peek could finish speaking, Laura's screams of Labor pain were heard. Hearing the screams, Della did not stop for a moment and moved towards the direction from where the screams were heard. Mr. Peek and I ran after Della. Rahima was saying the words

Rahima - The woman named Laura, who was writhing in pain, was also saying the same thing, "I'm not leaving here. I'm not going anywhere. No one will touch me."

Della slowly walked up to her and said in a very quiet voice, "Don't you want to hear mom call?"

Laura stopped her mouthful and looked at Della. With a wink, she said, "I want." "Then you need to go to the hospital," Della said softly. Laura now got angry and said "No, no, I'm not going anywhere from here. My baby will be born here."

Laura became more agitated. Nothing wants to leave here. Then, finding no other option, Della, along with two female constables, arranged for the delivery of the baby here. Della is a medical student, so this task was not too difficult for her. Mr. Peek breathed a small sigh of relief as Della took over. Let's hope the baby is born healthy. Mr. Peek took up a position somewhat hidden from there. Everyone is sitting around waiting for the baby's hope in the world. I, Madam Della, and two lady constables encountered a shocking scene. I couldn't stand Laura's labor pains and her self-screams.

For a while I left from there. My head was very dizzy, so I sat on the floor for a few minutes with my eyes closed.

After a long time, I was interrupted by the sound of a child crying. So far everything was normal but this baby's cry made me abnormal. A storm started to blow inside my chest. For a moment I felt like I was crying in place of the baby. I don't know why I feel like that. But this prison, this pregnant woman, this child, I started to feel myself in the midst of everything. My arms and legs began to shake abnormally, and Mr. Peek caught me before I could fall over. To me Mr. Peek said "What are you doing here? You are supposed to stay inside. The pregnant woman has given birth to a disabled child. But sadly the child has lost its mother forever."

When Laura came to prison while pregnant, she shared with me many of her heartaches. Those were her last words before he died. she said

Age 25 to 30 is a very difficult time for girls. At this age, some may have got married or have given birth to one or two children. But a colorful shadow of that 20 in the mind, where is it left If you want to get married at this age, you can't behave like a 20-year-old, but you have to listen to everyone. Also can't be treated like too old, then people don't want to accept it. At the age of 25-30, there is no time to correct one's wrong decisions. No one can accept the mistake of this age. Everyone thinks that if you make a mistake at this age, when will you correct it? But the whole life is like a primary school. To learn one must die one day. At this age the family does not want to take any responsibility for their own decisions. You have to correct your own mistakes or regret silently. Even if you reveal someone, you should feel ashamed. That happened to me. Life seems pale at this age.

People who marry for love or marry according to their parents' wishes also start to change. Love is no longer soaked in that emotion like the age of love. Even the marriage after a few years started getting boring. My husband used to say "Why is your hair frizzy? Why are you getting fat? Why do you have dark circles under your eyes?" Hearing these words became a daily routine for me. My mood suddenly turned sour. Many people did not want to be tolerated then. It was difficult to accept the decision of many. Sometimes I wanted to be loved like a 16 year old, and sometimes it was too unbearable. It's a strange feeling. Mood swings every now and then. Suddenly, the beloved person next to me felt unlovable. Especially when looking at my pale skin, my mood would get worse.

Maybe I thought it would be nice to have a loved one near me, but after managing the family all day, many times I didn't feel like it. It felt a little boring to meet the regrets of loved ones. When I wanted to lie on my husband's chest, I wanted to feel happiness just listening to the sound of breathing, then the person next to me might not understand that. He would sleep in the next room, or say "you've changed" because I didn't smell like I used to. At that time, I used to accept life like that. This is how it should be spent. I gasped to accept life this way. I finally ran away from my husband.

Rahima was saying the words while serving food to Rafi. Rafi was listening to the words in silence, and tears were rolling down his eyes. Rafisa is a nurse but also has an identity. She is a girl person. Rahima's words hurt her heart. She couldn't contain her emotions. said crying

Rafisa - Who will take care of Laura's disabled daughter now? Who will take his responsibility? Will she have a place in an orphanage or a street child rehabilitation center? My life was like that too but my mother was by my side. I can still see the light of day because of my mother. Still alive with breath in this cruel world. I heard from my mother that my father was lost while I was in my mother's womb. My father used to work with a criminal gang. Later they may have removed him from the world. My mother Alisha is still waiting for my father. My mother said, combining part of my father's name and part of my mother's name, I was named Rafisa. If there is any real love, a mother adds part of her husband's name to the child's name. I was not fortunate enough to see the father for whom I came into the world. So I liked the nursing profession. To serve those who are my father's age. Especially with the desire to serve, I like the nursing profession. Mother said, I look a lot like my father. My eyes are exactly like my father's.

After my father passed away, my mother took care of me with great difficulty. Mother loved my father very much. And so it seems that she loves me a lot. But I can't give time to mother. My mother never married for me. This is a sign of love. This seems to be the ongoing life of a wife who has lost her husband on earth.

Today, because I have my mother, I have come to know so many things about my father. But Laura, a disabled girl, will never know anything about her parents. Maybe this is God's will. And this may be her life. The history of a girl who has lost her parents will be written differently.

Hearing the words Rafi could not keep himself. He was short of breath. He could not breathe while sitting or standing straight.

It is as if someone is pressing hard on the chest from both sides. So bent over trying to breathe. As a trainee nurse Rafisa was trying to do as much as she knew about medicine for Rafi. But Rafi was not improving physically. So without any option, Rafisa pressed the emergency calling bell. The doctor was getting late so Rafisa became restless. She started running like a madman to save the patient. shouted to the doctor,

Rafisa - Sir, come quickly, the patient's condition is not good. His breathing is stopping.

Meanwhile, Rafi was struggling to breathe. He realized his time was running out. He held the nurse Rafisa's hand and said

Rafi - I am your father's age, will you call me father?

Rafisa was hesitant to call him father. But she was silent after hearing the man's words.

Rafi - Okay. I understand you don't want to call me father. Anyway you tell your mom, one of your trainees wants to meet you. His name is Rafi. He used to work in a company called "Raise Your Hands".Your mother will recognize me by saying this much. I want to see your mother before I die. If I die, may she forgive me.

Nurse Rafisa was listening to the words and her eyes were watering but could not say anything.

Rafi wanted to say something more but the words did not come out of his mouth. He coughed continuously with fresh blood coming out of his mouth. His eyes closed. His breath no longer returns to the earth. Rafisa started checking the pulse. The doctor declared the patient dead. Rafisa's two eyes are a witness to a death.

Rafisa went to her mother from the hospital to convey the man's last words to her mother. She narrated all the details to her mother Alisha. Hearing all the events, Alisha started running like a madman. Rafisa could not understand anything. She also went with her mother.

Rafisa - mother, do you know that person? Mom, you tell me who is the man? do you know him ? Speak mother, speak. I'll take you to the man's body.

Alisha - I want to see him. Did you see his eyes?

Rafisa - Yes. The man's eyes were blue like mine.

Alisha - Take me to him. he is your father.

Rafisa - really mother, that man was my father!

Rafisa left for the hospital with her mother. After reaching the hospital, Alisa started crying after seeing Rafi's dead body.

Alisa - Rafisa this is your father. This man's name is Rafi. I met him but in a dead state. Why didn't I meet him alive? Many of my questions were not answered. I had a lot to say to him. Why did he leave me like this? Why did we meet like this? What was my crime? It was good, we didn't meet.

Alisha kept her head on the dead body and shouted "Why did you come in front of me like this?"

Alisa is screaming and crying. Rafisa cannot handle her mother. Her mother looks at the dead body in shock. Alisa's blood pressure has increased. She is breathing very fast. Suddenly there is no sound. Alisha loses consciousness. Rafisa arranges for her to be admitted to the hospital very quickly. She herself was nursing her mother but not working. The body is getting colder. Doctors have all arrived, will treat Rafisa's mother. A doctor checked Alisa's pulse. The pulse has stopped working. Blood flow to the heart is stopped. The doctor got confused and asked to see another doctor.

Dr - Your mother may not have been able to handle seeing your father's dead body. I don't know how much you can bear the words. Your mother has left this world. She will never return. You can no longer call her mother. Because she won't listen and when your mother calls she will never answer.