Baby In My Husband's Hugs

DNA test

The proof I got was the baby's birth certificate, that his mother's name was Pricilia Dewi, his date of birth counted 4 days from the present day and he was born in the city which is a 1 day trip from my city is not clear the name of his father there.

I also tried to find the address of the patient and his phone number but did not find it. It's weird, isn't it? when a birth report does not include the name and address of the parents of the baby. The only thing written there is only Banyuasih district.

should I go to the city to explore who the parents of the baby really are. the name of the clinic listed on the birth certificate is the Bunda Sari Asih Clinic.

Logically it would be like this if Mas Arsen found the baby on the street where he might have the birth certificate, but if it turned out that the mother of the baby handed it to my husband and his birth certificate, then, will it be that detailed?

The more I thought about this increasingly dizzy head, no matter what and where this baby came from, why did he so much affect my husband's attitude and personality?

While busy thinking about all that, the baby was crying out my daydreams, Liliana, who was delivered by my assistant to the PAUD from the morning where she played and studied, was not at home so it was just me with the little baby.

She cried out to make me feel sorry for it, I lifted the little body up and moved it to the bed and checked if she was uncomfortable or in pain.

When I undressed and nappied the baby there was something that astonished me, a birthmark on his back was exactly like the birthmark on Mas Arsen's back. The brown stain on a pure white baby's skin is exactly the same shape and color as the birthmark Mas arsenic.

My chest feels heavy when it comes to thinking and matching the logic that this baby is my husband's child, where is it possible that he will have a child so soon.Since when did he get married and who is his wife The mother of this baby?

After all he was busy working and just spending time with us his little family. I guess everything that's playing out in my mind doesn't make sense.

Unable to bear it, I immediately called Mas Arsen to ask him what really happened.

"Mas I want to ask," I said directly without speaking stale.

"I'll work, I'll do it, Yas."

"Please, I wonder, where did you get this baby?"

"That's not something you can talk about on Yasmin's phone, wait for me to come home."

"The more I think the closer to the conclusion that this child is your son Mas" I replied in a choked voice.

"Would I adopt that poor baby one more time, you'd say that it's my son too. You have no basis."

"To clear up all the bad assumptions and all sorts of do I have to ask you for a DNA test?"

"For what? I don't want to waste time and money, the results are the same, negative."

"You're trying to fool me, Mas," my hiss.

"You can't believe it then I'm ready to sue, Yas, if it makes you relieved" he replied in an angry tone.

"I don't want to sue for divorce or a report on criminal tinsak, I just want to test this baby who's actually whose child" I replied.

"There's something bigger than that, Yas, his mother's privacy and identity don't want to be unlocked, she wants to bury all the bitter memories and forget that the baby once grew out of her."

"What kind of mother is that?"

"Wait to talk about it at home."

He hung up the phone on my face and was reluctant to talk about it more, I was surprised because Mas Arsen was just the first time he almost shouted and forcibly hung up the phone. The day before he was so gentle and friendly, he wouldn't even hang up before I turned off the line. So why is he so dramatic?

Although Liliana came back from school with a cheerful smile and hugged me, I was just silent and not as enthusiastic as before, my spirit and energy were reduced, anxiety was more domineering and made me unsettled.

"Where's the baby's sister?"

"Can I play with him?"

"May, but change clothes and wash your hands first" I replied with a smile.

My son was very excited and immediately jumped cheerfully into his room, two minutes later, he came out of there and went straight to the baby.

"Mom I forgot his name, did you give me what's this baby's sister's name?"

"Of course ..," I replied accordingly.

Right now my mind is confused and confused, even to remember the small details I have difficulty.

"The baby, similar to Lili, Ma, Liliana dear to him, my son exclaimed.

"Smart, you have to love anyone" I replied, stroking his head.

*

Mas Arsen came back from his office in person to meet me who was busy at the dinner table preparing dinner.

"What the hell do you mean call to the office at rush hour" he asked as he slammed his bag.

"I just want to get rid of my curiosity I need to know what's really going on" I replied as I arranged the dishes.

"You humiliated me ...."

"What do you mean, how humiliating?"

"By talking about the boy, you're forcing me to answer all the questions and getting the attention of the people in the office to me" she said.

"It is better to calm down the feelings of Mas first," I replied while giving him drinking water.

"No need!" He brushed the glass away until it fell out of my hand and made a very loud noise when it touched the floor.

Liliana was surprised that the baby was crying because she was shocked that her sleep was disturbed.

"Why are you like this? It's so weird ...."

"I ... Argg ...." He grumbled while pulling his own hair.

"What are you doing, you're crazy?"

"I'm crazy about Yasmin" she shouted, "so stop looking at me with questions that don't matter."

"I was just asking about the kid," I replied.

"Why indeed? If it turns out that my son is what are you going to do?!"

angry snapped.

He took the bag and immediately headed to the room leaving me shocked to hear his words.