A/N: The four of them decide to meet Dr. Chaddha. Ok, this chapter is completely bonkers, idk what I was thinking about when I wrote this but... it happened and I brought in Vicky Donor. Hopefully it makes.

Warning: Auto corrects and typos are always behind my back so please forgive me for any mistakes. And please don't get mad at my attempt at typing Hindi, it is NOT my First or Second language so I am prone to make mistakes.

The four of them were sitting outside the doctor's room in Dr. Chaddha's clinic, waiting for their turn. The couple inside were leaving and the next was called in. Aman got up with Goggle and went inside.

"Doctor Chaddha..." "Bachche chaahiye? Sperm chahiye kya?" he asked, not looking up from his notebook. (You want children? I mean, do you need sperm to reproduce?)

"Nai ji -" "Toh phir sperm donate karne ke liye aaye ho kya? Hume demand hai par donors nahi hai. Aap please form bhar dijiye aur ek sample dekar jaaiye, hum usko test karke aapko inform karenge" he said, finally looking up. (No sir) (Then do you want to donate sperm? There is a huge demand but we dot have enough donors. You please fill the form and give us a sample, we will test it and inform you)

"Arey doctor sahab, ek baar mujhe baath karne dijiye na. Hume ab sperm donation mein interest nahi hai abhi. Bachchon ke baare mein discuss karna hai so-" (Arey doctor, just listen to me for a minute. We are not interested in sperm donation right now. We wanted to discuss about children so-)

"Kis tarah ka sperm chahiye, kis ki tarah dikhna hai bachcha?" he asked, used to these kinds of request. "Humko sperm ka koi zaroorat nahi hai, humare paas hai sperm" Aman said. (What type of sperm do you need, who do you want the child to be like?) (We do not need sperm, we have sperm)

"Aapka patni infertile hai kya?" Chaddha asks, reconsidering whatever he was thinking. "Arey Dr. sahab, behen hai meri, patni nahi" Aman said. "Toh phir pati kahaan hai? Yeh sab pati ke saath hi discuss karni hai" he said. (Then your wife is infertile?) (Doctor, she is my sister, not my wife) (Then where is her husband? This can be discussed with him only)

"Partner toh abhi yahaan nahi hai aur usne request kiya ki main iske saath yahaan aane ki" Aman said, slowly getting frustrated. "Achcha theek hai, toh aapki behen infertile hai kya?" Dr. Chaddha asked. (Her partner is not here now so they asked me to go along with her) (Ok then, so is your sister infertile?)

"Arey yaar, infertile nahi hai hum, asexual hai! I feel uncomfortable with sexual contact" Rajni said giving her input for the first time in the whole conversation. (Oh god, I am not infertile, I am asexual! I feel uncomfortable with sexual contact)

"So... you want to try surrogacy?" Chadda asked. "Doctor sahab, woh ace hai, she feels uncomfortable. Aap doctor hi hai na? Asexuality ke baare mein patha hai na?" Aman asked, patience wearing out. (So... you want to try surrogacy?) (Doctor, she is ace, she feels uncomfortable, You are a doctor right? Don't you know about asexuality?)

"Bhai, agar adoption karni hai, toh adoptation centre jaake poochiye, yahaan kyoon aye hai?" Chaddha asked. "Koi aur option nahi hai kya?" Rajni asked. (Brother, if you want to do an adoption, then go to an adoption centre and ask, why are you here?) (Isn't there any other option?)

"Most popular aur preferred is adoption and surrogacy par... kya problem hai aapke?" he asked as he saw Aman's frustration as he facepalmed. (Most popular and preferred means is adoption and surrogacy but... what exactly is your problem?)

"Surrogacy toh option nahi hai aur adoption... probably won't work out for us..." Rajni muttered to Aman. "Hum soch ke batha denge Dr. Chaddha. Thank you for the information" Aman said as they got up to leave. (Surrogacy is not an option and adoption... probably won't work out for us...) (We will think about it and tell you Dr. Chaddha. Thank you for the information)

"Sperm donation ke baare mein ek baar soch lo, shaayad madat karega tumhe." he called out as the cousins left the office. The two of them shook their heads, Aman silently sending Kartik a short message as the nurse called up the other 2. (Think about donating sperm once, it might help you)

"Doctor Chaddha..." "Bachche chaahiye?" he asked, looking at the couple, his face morphing into an expression of shock as he saw Kartik. (You want children?)

"Vicky, tum toh Ashima ke saath hone chaahiye na? Aur yeh kaun hai?" he asked. "Ashima kaun hai? Yeh Vicky kaun hai?" Kartik asked, confused about where this is going. (Vicky, you should be with Ashima now right? And who is this?) (Who is Ashima? And this Vicky?)

"Arey Vicky, mazaak math kar mere saath. Tumne hi toh bola tha ki tum Ashima ke saath aaj bahar jaa raha hai aur yahaan aane ke liye mana kiya. Did you change your mind now?" Chaddha asked. (Vicky, don't try to fool me. You were the one who told me that you were going out with Ashima and refused to come over here. Did you change your mind now?)

"Dr. Sahaab, hum toh bas yeh poochne aaye the ki agar aap koi surrogacy ya adoption centres jaante hai ya nahi? Patha hai ki yeh sab internet mein milegi par... second opinion poochna koi buri baath nahi hai na?" Kusum enquired, squeezing Kartik's thighs as he noticed that the doctor was ignoring them and instead calling someone. (Doctor, we just want to ask you whether you know any good surrogacy and adoption centres or not? I know that all this is available in the internet but... it is not bad to ask for second opinions right?)

"Hello Ashima, Vicky wahaan hai na?" "Nai nai, koi problem na hai, bus waise hi. Have a nice day" Chadda said and turned back to them. "Achcha ji, aapko aur aapke patni ko kya chaahiye?" he asked. (Hello Ashima, Vicky is there right? No, there is no problem, just like that. Have a nice day) (Ok, what do you and your wife want?)

"Doctor bro" Kartik started, plastering a smile on his face. "Yeh mera patni nahi hai, main iski husband nahi hoon. Aur main woh Vicky bandha bhi nahi hoon. So please, will you answer the question for god's sake!" Kartik said, his voice dangerously low. (This is not my wife, I am not her husband. And I am not this Vicky fellow. So please, will you please answer the question for god's sake!)

"Arey bhai, shaanth ho ja. Kya question hai?" Chaddha asked. Kusum repeated the question again and he seemed to ponder over it before asking why they wanted to know about it. "Just out of curiosity" he added when he saw Kartik's look. (Arey, calm down. What iis your question?)

"Look, this is my sister in law, who is married to my husband's sister and so, both of us are in search for a place where we can adopt children or apply for guardianship without any legal issues. Madat kar sakthe ho kya?" Kartik asked. (Can you help us?)

"Interesting... by any chance, iske pehle aane wala do log aapke partners hai kya?" he asked. "Humare personal lives ke baare mein poochna chhod aur prashn ka uttar dijiye" Kusum said. (Interesting... by any chance, are the two of them who came before you your partners?) (Stop asking about our personal lives and answer our question)

"Achcha ji, theek hai. Tension hone ki zaroorat nai. Yahaan toh bohot anaath ashram hai jo shaayad adopt karne ki choice denge par... legal adoption ke chances kam hai aapke liye. Co parenting... try kar sakthe hai par... I don't know if it will help. Adoption ke baare mein aur jaankari ke liye, is number ko contact karlo." he said and gave them Vicky's number.
(Ok ok. There is no need to get tensed. There are many orphanages which might give a choice to adopt but... chances of legal adoption is low for you. Co parenting... you can try it but I don't know if it will help you. If you want to know more about adoption, contact this number)

"Hope this helps?" he asked as the two of them get ready to leave. "Shaayad... We'll contact you later" Kusum said and the two of them walk out.

"Kuch faaida hua?" Aman asked. "Bohot kuch nahi par koi bandha ka naam diya tha, adoption ke baare mein usse poochne ke liye bola." Kartik said. (Was it helpful?) (Not much but he has given someone's number, asked us to ask them about adoption)

"Toh phir milenge use?" Rajni asked. All of them stared at the contact on Kartik's hand, contemplating on whether to call him or not. (Then shall we meet them?)

"So these are our options? Adoption, surrogacy and co parenting. What is co parenting?" Kartik asked. "Research karna padega of course. Par can we all agree that maybe adoption is not a valid option for now?" Kusum asked. (We have to do research of course. But can we all agree that maybe adoption is not a valid option for now?)

"Obviously. Even if someone agrees to give their child to us, we won't be able to adopt legally. I think the same will also apply for surrogacy." Rajni said.

"Well... chances are there if maybe Kusum does it but... as she said, she's not interested or ready for it right now. So... I think the only option will be calling that number..." Aman said.

"Toh phir phone karenge. Kartik call kar usse." Rajni said. Kartik hesitantly dialed the number and waited for the person to pick up. (Then we shall call. Kartik, you call them)

"Kaun hai aap?" he asked. (Who are you?)

"Mera naam Kartik hai. Dr. Chaddha yeh number diya saying that you will be able to clarify any questions regarding adoption. Toh... Hum aapko mil sakthe hai?" Kartik asked. (I am Kartik. Dr. Chaddha gave me this number saying that you will be able to clarify any questions regarding adoption. So... when can we meet you?)

There seemed to be some hushed discussions and a lot of cursing before he was given a reply. "Today at 7, woh... infertility centre ke saamne ek restaurant hai na, wahi aana, hum baath karenge. Humara naam Arora hai" he said and cut the call. (Today at 7, come... to the restaurant in front of the infertility centre, we will talk there. My name is Arora)

"Appointment fixed." Kartik said, not knowing the disaster that was heading their way.

A/N: And that's the wrap of this silly little chapter. I was looking forward to write more but... lock down and quarantine has made me more restless that I can't sit in one place and concentrate on something. Aka, currently I have my sketch book beside me and my tab on my hand so... yeah.

Hope you all like this chapter! All comments and criticism accepted and appreciated! This fic is betaed by girl. with. passion! Any prompts are welcome!

Thank you all for reading!

Rasi10 signing off

Published on 24 March 2020