Into the Life of Hadji 2 Part 7



	Miana rolled off Jessie and attempted to stand, but her feet

collapsed under her and Hadji carried her to her chair. 

	"Everybody, the situation is under control... will somebody please

get the brut squad out of here?!" asked Race with great irritation in his

voice. 

	Jonny went up to Miana and Hadji with tears in his eyes. 

	"Thank you." 

	Race picked up his daughter and carried her back to her room. 

	"Dad, what happened?  The last thing I remember... she looked down

at her belly.  I wasn't a dream.  Miana!" she exclaimed as Hadji wheeled

her into the room with many objections from hospital staff. 

	"You're ok!" 

	"More than that!  Do you remember anything?" asked Miana. 

	"Bits and pieces, really.  Just vague images of you and I sitting

in some sort of group, you comatose, you in a wheelchair... but no real

details.  What has been happening?  What happened to me?" 

	"It is apparent that your subconscious could not handle the loss

of your child," explained Hadji. "so your mind turned in on itself,

sealing your conscious mind inward and your primal defenses outward." 

	"So in other words, I lost my mind." 

	"Your behavior have the appearance of such, yes." 

	"Whatever it is you did," Jessie said to both Hadji and Miana,

"Thank you." 

	"We were linked in this, Jessie.  I anticipated subconsciously

what happened to you, and I remembered a mantra Hadji taught me a long

time ago.  We had no guarantee it would work, but we were glad it did."

replied Miana. 

	"Sure taught those doctors a thing or two." added Race.  "You two

did great.  Thanks." 

	Jonny was too misty for words as he held his wife's hand. 

	"Well, will somebody please fill me in on the rest?" 

	"Miana has regained feeling in her legs, and starts physical

therapy in a few days." answered Hadji.  "She also gave birth to Rajan

prematurely, and he is doing well in neonatal, providing there are no

complications." 

	Tears welled in Jessie's eyes. 

	"Congratulations, Miana." Jessie whispered through tears. 

	"Rajan Singh.  Does he have a middle name?" 

	"Haresh." answered Miana. 

	"Th-that's beautiful." Jessie sobbed.  "He'll make you a good son

and heir." 

	"I think we'd better leave them alone." suggested Benton. 

	Hadji nodded in agreement, and wheeled Miana out, followed by

Moniri and Benton. 

	"Jessie has a lot of grief to deal with, but I think the worst is

over.  For all of us." replied Benton. 

	"There is still a lot of healing to do." replied Hadji.  "That

will take time." 

	"It always does." 

	Miana started yawning. 

	"It's someone's bedtime!" chided Moniri. 

	"Oh, come on!  I'm not a child!" laughed Miana. 

	Hadji smiled down at his wife as he had just seen the first sparks

of her former self returning. 

	A few days later, Miana's physical therapy started, which offered

her new challenges that frustrated her easily.  Hadji was very supportive

and helpful, especially when Miana was told it could take months for her

to walk again.  Miana was having a very frustrating session on a set of

parallel bars. 

	"By the time I can do this..." Miana gasped, trying to pull up out

of her chair, "Rajan will be walking before me." 

	She looked at Hadji. 

	"Can you put up with two toddlers?" 

	"By the time Rajan is walking," started Hadji, "We will be in

India with our second, maybe even third child." 

	"Boy, you really have the work planned for me, don't you, love?"

smiled Miana. 

	Then it dawned on her. 

	"Oh, that's right!  We'll have to take over in Bangalore!" 

	Miana dropped back into her chair. 

	"Is there a problem?" asked Hadji. 

	"No, it's just all this is happening so fast!  Motherhood, trying

to walk again, and now sultanship... I know nothing of being a sultaness!" 

	"You will do well.  You did well with me on our honeymoon." 

	"But we were only there three weeks.  That wasn't even a dry run

for me!" 

	"You are being modest." 

	"If you say so." answered Miana as she pulled herself back up onto

the bars. 

	Just then, Moniri and Bobby came and stood in the doorway holding

hands. 

	"Looks like romance is in the air." observed Miana. 

	"They seem quite taken with each other." said Hadji. 

	There weren't many in the room, so the therapist told them they

could step in briefly. 

	"We just came from the nursery." replied Moniri.  "Miana, he's

beautiful!  And growing so fast since the last time I saw him!" 

	"I know!  He's already up to two pounds!  He'll be ready to go

home in no time!" 

	"As will you." said Hadji softly as Miana looked up at him and

smiled. 

	"It looks like you've found happiness, sis." 

	"Yeah, Bobby and I have been chatting a while now, and decided to

give things a try." 

	"The best of luck to you both." said Hadji, offering his hand to

Bobby, who shook it graciously. 

	"Miana, you need a break.  Let's get you outside for some fresh

air and a cup of tea!" 

	"Great idea, Mon.  Some Earl Grey sounds wonderful!" 

	Hadji eased her back down, and they all left the gym.