บททั้งหมดของ Father to My Baby Twin: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Atma looked sharply at his father. He remembered the DNA test he had done yesterday because he was so happy being with Clarita that he forgot to take the test results for months. Without saying much, Atma walked out of the room. He passed through the living room, ignoring Danila, who looked confused at him."Sorry, he had a call from the office, and it had to be resolved immediately," said Mahen, trying to explain what happened.The man's car was speeding past other road users. That morning, the road wasn't too busy, maybe because it was Friday or maybe because it wasn't crucial anymore. Atma tried to calmly drive his car. He didn't want anything bad to happen before he got the results of his DNA test.The silver car was parked neatly in the hospital yard in a row with other drivers. Today is the last scheduled check-up for Yara. Clarita, Dean, and Byan are now walking in the hospital lobby. They looked in amazement at the figure standing with the baby in his ar

Clarita was surprised; she was silent for a moment. Byan looked at him, confused. “Isn't it obvious that man is not the biological father of your child? There's no reason for him to force you to be his, right?""Did you forget what you said yesterday?" Clarita asked after gathering her memories.Byan frowned for a moment. “Oh, about his nature?” Byan replied.Clarita nodded and asked, "If you already know, of course you understand my reasons, right?"Byan nodded, understanding the woman's words. He continued his measuring activities and asked Mang Asep to make a small room for the baby twins to accompany their mother to work. Byan's cell phone rang, and he picked up the call."Hello," he said, holding a flat object to his ear.“…”"Okay, I'll be there!" After that, Byan hung up the phone and put it in his pocket.Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours, and time continued to r

Before Bara and Atma had time to hear the woman's name, the elevator door opened. Reluctantly, they walked out and headed towards the hospital lobby. Bara and Atma got into their respective cars and drove to their offices. On the way, he accidentally saw Dean's figure standing near a campus bus stop. Bara wanted to stop the car, but he thought better of it because the traffic lights changed colours, and he couldn't help but drive the car and turn around for a moment. When he returned to the bus stop, he found no one, only a cat. Bara chuckled. "I missed it again!" he said while throwing stones in any direction. Elsewhere, Clarita is busy making cake dough. She ran here and there for this one order. A tiered cake with a waterfall design—every now and then she checks orders for other cakes. The Dhuhur call to prayer sounded, and Clarita ordered the shop to close and rest for a moment. The 22-year-old woman walked towards the prayer room in the house. Sh

Clarita turned around for a moment, observing Dean's appearance from head to toe. "In my opinion, it's better for you to wear denim. Then underneath, wear a pleated skirt or culottes. Is there one, De?"Dean seemed to think for a moment, then shook his head languidly. Meanwhile, Clarita gave a sweet smile. "Well, let's just use mine; we're the same size," she said, making a happy smile appear on Dean's face. The girl, who was a new student, nodded and quickly closed the door.The woman waited for Clarita to finish tidying up her baby. She sat on the edge of the bed, observing the graceful movements of the woman, who was three years older than her, taking care of her baby. After Clarita finished tidying up her baby's equipment, she walked towards the cupboard, which was on the left side of her bed. She opened the two-door wardrobe, then took out three pieces of denim jackets, three pieces of pleated skirts, and two pieces of culottes.“Well, try it first; w

"Why -" Clarita's words were cut off when she followed Dean's line of sight. There stood two men and a woman wearing a T-shirt and shorts covered by her long t-shirt."Danila," Clarita whispered, almost inaudible. Her hands tightly gripped Byan. The one who understood rubbed the back of Clarita's hand using his thumb."Don't worry, it's me and Dean," Byan whispered, making Clarita look up. The woman looked at Byan deeply, looking for the sincerity of the words of the man who was five years different from her. Clarita didn't find the slightest hesitation in Byan's grey eyes; what she found instead was sincerity and calmness.Clarita nodded. She touched Dean's arm for a moment; the young woman flinched and turned to Clarita. The woman smiled. "Let's go there. PaBy must be hungry," said Clarita, distracting Dean.“Ah yes! Dean's here to try the viral chicken porridge! Come on, sis, bro. Just let me push," said Dean as he grabbed the handle of the strol