Mastenges

128. DNA test results

"Good afternoon. My name is Bella Anastasya Susilo. Your new lecturer."

All eyes were on Bella who had just entered a room in her former university first, while demanding her S1 education.

Some were stunned when they realized who the woman standing in front of their class was. In addition, I admire Bella's beauty as a woman.

Bella looked at each of her students and then she grabbed a map containing the attendance of the students.

"I here teach Psychometry, replacing Mr. Rama, the previous lecturer. Any question?" Bella asked as she glanced at her students.

A student raised his hand.

"Yes? What's your name?" Ask Bella.

"Raisya, ma'am.."

"Yes, Raisya, what do you want to ask?" Bella asked while holding a map whose contents she had not been able to read.

"Did Bella's mother ever appear on television?" Ask the student.

Bella is silent, so famous Pongki and his family before there was a case that befell Pongki, making Pongki and his family more famous after having a case that befell Pongki.

Bella let out a long sigh and looked at the student.

"Yes, I am Bella Anastasya Susilo. Son of Pongki Susilo. A drug dealer and also the one who owns the biggest drug factory in the country. Any other questions?" Bella looked back one by one at the students and her students.

They were all speechless hearing the honesty of a Bella Anastasya Susilo.

"No questions?" Bella challenges her students and students.

"Why can you teach here?" Ask a student with glasses, who sits at the back.

Bella smiled, she was already very mentally preparing her to get questions like this on the campus where she was teaching.

"Because I meet the criteria as a lecturer, and I have a certificate of education in this department," said Bella.

All speechless.

"Look, I'm here teaching psychometry. Anyone know anything about psychometrics?" Ask Bella.

Everyone was still silent and looked at Bella with a gaze that varied in meaning.

"Ok, Psychometry or psychological measurement is a branch of psychology that explores the ins and outs of measuring and analyzing various differences between individuals. It can be said that psychometry studies the differences between individuals and between groups."

"For example, here we say about individual societies. The smallest of the community groups are individuals called families. For example, a family consists of a father, a mother, and a son."

"While in one family all have their respective roles. For example, a father. In psychology, the father's role is as the husband of his wife and father of his children. He plays a role in making a living, as an educator, as a protector, as a security giver, as the head of the family and as a member of his social group. My question is, did any father teach his son to be a drug dealer?"

Everyone was embarrassed by Bella's question.

"Of course there is. But not with my father." Bella smiled and shook her head.

"Parents who want their child destroyed, or follow their dark footsteps, certainly have problems in their psychology. But, mostly from parents, no one wants their child to follow in his footsteps. Let alone following in his footsteps, in fact, perhaps a father would not want his son to know his dark side or who he really is."

"You want me to discuss, why many of the children of criminals can not follow in the footsteps of his father? and why do many children of straight-eyed parents have problems in their environment? I think you guys sitting in this semester already understand the problem. Because you studied the basic science of psychometry in the previous semester." Close Bella.

All of them lowered their faces, each of them looking uneasy.

"There's another question? Or are you ready to accept me as your new lecturer?" Ask Bella.

"Ready buuu..."

"Good," Bella smiled with satisfaction, as she saw that the student and the student were not asking her any more questions.

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"Can I help you sir?" Ask the woman.

"I'd like to take the DNA test on behalf of Typhoon Alexander."

"There's evidence of his taking?" Ask the officer again.

"Yes, there's." The typhoon reached into his jacket pocket and handed the officer a white envelope with the hospital logo.

The officer grabbed the envelope and read the contents of the sheet of paper from inside the envelope just handed over by Typhoon.

"Okay sir, we'll check first" the officer said.

The cyclone nodded and smiled at the officer. While waiting, Typhoon was sitting on a bench right in front of the laboratory room. His legs kept him wobbling to expel his restlessness. His head was bowed deeply, and occasionally he rubbed his face that was beginning to sweat.

Five minutes later, the officer exited the laboratory room with an envelope containing the DNA test results that Typhoon needed.

"Mr Typhoon, this is his DNA test." The officer smiled and handed the envelope to Typhoon.

"Ah yes," the cyclone got up from his seat and grabbed the envelope.

"The administration is done, sir, so it can be brought directly."

"Well, thank you," said Typhoon. Then, the Typhoon went from there to the elevator to return to the 3rd floor of the hospital. Amoroso and Erna are waiting for him in the hospital room Amoroso is in.

Typhoon hands shaking. He was eager to open the sealed envelope, immediately. However, his heart was not strong enough to see the results of the DNA test. Although the assumption is clear that he is the son of a man named Galang. But still, opening the results of DNA tests is what makes the heart of anyone racing irregularly. Because it concerns a person's genetic identity.

"Tuhaaannn... What should I do if the contents of this envelope say things that hurt my father?" The muttered Typhoon that had just entered the empty elevator, which would bring itself to the 3rd floor.

The typhoon pressed the number 3 button and a second later the elevator door was closed. The elevator started moving up. The Typhoon's hands were trembling and his face looked pale.

"Why is this feeling so much more sinister than having to shoot someone dead?" Inner Typhoon.

Ting!

The elevator door opens on the 3rd floor. The cyclone looked out and let out a long breath.

"Bismillah" the Typhoon stepped out and walked towards Amoroso's room.

However, after he was in front of the Amoroso room, he also undoes his intention to enter the room.

"Ahhhh... I better know first," Inner Typhoon.

The man stepped into the toilet on the 3rd floor. Then, after arriving at the toilet especially Men, Typhoon also directly entered one of the rooms that were there. The typhoon closed the closets and locked the doors of the room. Then, he sat on the lid of the closet. His hands continued to tremble, cold sweat began to flood every inch of his body.

"Oh God.." His inner.

The typhoon stared at the cover of the DNA test and began to tear the seal off the cover.

"Whatever happens, happens." His inner.

Slekkk...!

The envelope has been torn. Then, he took out a neatly folded piece of paper, from inside the envelope. The typhoon took a deep breath to strengthen itself.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim..! " His mind uttered that out loud.

The folds from the sheet were also Typhoon open. The eye of the typhoon is directly addressed to the results of the test, which is written at the bottom of the list of test sequences that are appropriate for the procedure in performing DNA tests.

Probability of parentage: 0 %

The typhoon almost fell, its heart like being broken by a bullet from a McMillan TAC 50 weapon, which was immediately shot by an elite sniper.

Slapppp...!

Suddenly the life of the Typhoon seemed to drift somewhere. As strong as any mental thing that he prepares. But knowing that we are not part of our beloved father is a painful thing for all children on this earth.

Yes, Amoroso is not the father of Typhoon.

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