After You

Salvatore was called inside. Aryan was conscious and he can never thank whatever forces were out there enough. Aryan was looking at him, a small smile on his face. He then looked at the five cradles near him and then at Salvatore who smiled.

Aryan was a bit woozy but fine. He smiled when Salvatore pecked him on his forehead. Aryan smiled.

"Five," he said hysterically.

Salvatore nodded.

"Five," nodded Salvatore a small smile on his face.

"Good thing too because we are never getting pregnant again," said Salvatore.

"What why? You don't want more kids? Do you think they are too many?" asked Aryan panicking and Salvatore rolled his eyes making Aryan gape.

"You rolled your eyes," said Aryan.

"Yes, I did. Now listen, I am not going to let you go through that pain again. If we ever feel the need for more kids we will adopt," said Salvatore.

Aryan looked at the man.

"I know I never told you this. But listen, Everything comes after you, everything," said Salvatore and Aryan blushed red and loo