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Afgan felt increasingly trapped in the mystery of his family and decided to seek more help. He contacted Achmed, his father, in the hope that his family's power and influence could help clarify the matter.“Dad. This is Afgan. I need your help to investigate something.” Afgan made a long-distance call to reach his father at that very moment.“Afgan, what can I do for you? You can always count on our family. How is my granddaughter Silvia?”Afgan frowned, what would his father do if he knew about Lucas and Joanne?“Uhm, Dad. It's about the results of the DNA test I did. There's been a lot of confusion, and I was hoping maybe our family could help explain or find out if there was a mistake in the test.”“DNA test results? Who? Silvia? Do you doubt she's your daughter?”“No, Dad!”“So what do you mean, whose DNA do you want to know?”Slowly, Afgan explained about Aiyana

A few seconds later, Afgan sits alone in a room that now feels quiet. He hears Aiyana's sobbing behind the door, and his heart breaks to see the woman who was once his love and family now hurting and crying.Both of them, separated by the tight door, felt the same sadness and loss, albeit from different sides. As Aiyana's cries could still be heard, Afgan reflected on how the truth and confusion had torn the bonds that once seemed so strong. There were no words to describe the feelings that now enveloped them both.“Adelia, you are Adelia, why are you still closing yourself off?”  Afgan grabbed his hair and felt troubled.“Arrghhh! Why are the DNA results so confusing?” he asked himself.“If Lucas, Joanne and Silvia are not my children, then whose children are they?”“I...”“I have to demand the truth from Melinda!”Afgan returned to the hotel with heavy steps, his mind

"I know everything, Edward. You and Emily were involved in manipulating the DNA analysis results," said Afgan in a voice full of anger.Emily looks surprised, but immediately tries to defend herself. "Afgan, you have to believe me. I'm not...""No need to pretend, Emily! We know everything you did," Afgan cut in sharply, unwilling to listen to meaningless excuses.Edward felt pressed. "You can't prove anything, Afgan. These are all mere assumptions!""Assumptions? Haven't you both admitted everything?" Afgan said in an increasingly raised voice, his patience running thin.Emily tried to approach Afgan with her wheelchair, but Afgan stepped forward and brushed her off with his hand. "Don't come near me, Emily, you don't deserve my love after what you did!"Suddenly, Edward stepped forward and tried to stop Afgan. "Afgan, we can settle this in a peaceful way. Let's talk..."But before Edward could finish his sentence, Afgan quickly punched him angril

"I... I'm not sure, Edward," Afgan said hesitantly, trying to process the suggestion."Choose Adelia or Melinda!" Emily exclaimed, adding firmness to her husband Edward's sentence.Edward looked at Afgan seriously. "Afgan, you have to think about your own happiness. If your relationship with Melinda only makes you suffer, then there is no point in staying in an unhappy marriage."Afgan was devastated by those words. Even though he knew that his marriage with Melinda had experienced many problems, he had never really considered divorce. The idea seemed daunting to him."My father, he maintained our social status well. The Al-Futtaim family, we..." Afgan clenched his hands tightly and closed his eyes, thinking about what he wanted to say."But, what about Silvia? She's still so young," Afgan tried to consider the implications of the decision.Edward nodded, understanding Afgan's feelings."Silvia... is not your child. The DNA report was

Silvia nodded slowly, her eyes flashing anxiety. “Yes, I heard their conversation that showed the truth.”Afgan felt like his world was spinning. He had never imagined that Silvia already knew about the truth that he had been hiding. It felt like all the secrets had been revealed in front of him.“I'm the last to know, this is great!” Afgan exclaimed.“Why didn't you tell me before?” asked Afgan in a voice filled with disappointment.Silvia lowered her head in fear. “I... I was scared. Afraid of how Dad would respond. I don't want to lose you as my father.”Afgan was touched by Silvia's words. He realized that Silvia's decision to hide the truth was based on genuine love and concern.“He... He never tried to hurt or harm anyone,” Melinda said in a voice filled with regret. “Everything is my fault, and I will take responsibility for it.”Bayu looked at Melinda with a mixed expre