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Title: The Late One

Genre: Adult novels, household dramas

Synopsis :

Didn't he choose to leave five years ago, when I asked him to do a DNA test to prove that the child he was born to was really my son? Then why is he coming and begging me to do a DNA test? What exactly does he want? Is it because now I've been more successful so he wants to make the child who is with him as a tool to use me? When I asked him why he had appeared again after so long, the answer was quite unexpected. He said he wanted to leave his son to me because his time in this world might not be long.

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Chapters 1. DNA test

"I want a DNA test!" I cried out in front of the whole family. The atmosphere that was once warm and full of jest, suddenly became silent. All eyes are on me. Especially the eyes of my parents who a few seconds ago looked very happy to celebrate the birth of a baby they believed to be a grandson.

"Arikan?" Mama looked at me with an incredulous look. The woman who had given birth to me looked surprised by what she had heard earlier.

I looked around. At this time in my house there are still some guests because Mama just finished giving thanks. A simple event after a month more women who recently married gave birth to a baby boy. The baby that he said looked a lot like me when I wasn't sure if he was really my flesh and blood.

Mama's face looks a little riled up. Fortunately, the remaining guests were all still family, so he probably thought when I uttered that shocking sentence earlier.

"What do you mean, Arkan?" this time, Papa's voice was heard.

"I'm not sure the baby is my son" I replied in a flat tone.

"Why did you never mention his name. The baby has a name. His name is Farhan, and he's your son." Mama interrupted.

"I don't care what his name is. I'll never admit to him as my son before the DNA test results state that he's my flesh and blood" I said coldly. My eyes fixedly staring at the woman who is now holding her baby while looking down.

Heh, I smiled cynically looking at that woman. He always put on a face of persecution when he was in front of my whole family, especially in front of Mama and Papa, as if here he was the one who was zolimi. Really good at acting. It was a pity that she did not become an actress so her talent was in vain.

"How can you say that? Don't you see Farhan's face looks a lot like yours? This is how you look when you were a baby, Arkan," Mama said again as she stroked the baby's face with her fingers.

"I still don't believe. This woman did something low to marry me. How do I know if the child he was born to was really my son? She could've been pregnant when she set me up back then, "I can't take it anymore. I'm sick of being patient in front of this cunning woman. A weak-ass woman who justifies all means to achieve her goals.

That time has really ruined my life. After the reunion, I suddenly woke up in a room, bedding with a woman without clothes and did not remember anything. A few months later, the woman came looking for me to hold me accountable. She got pregnant and insisted that I was the father of the child she contained. At that time, I had a fiancee and was getting married soon.

My life's fucked. At the insistence of various parties, including my fiancee, I was finally forced to marry the woman. The woman I believed in from the beginning had planned it all. And he must be happy because the plan he made was a great success.

Ainun, the woman I had been pointing at with those scathing words raised her face and looked at me. His eyes were glazed over and looked so hurt. But I won't be fooled by this charade. He might be able to lie to everyone with his face, but not to me. A few months of living together since I was forced to marry her made me understand every single whim of her bullshit. He will use people's sympathy to side with him so that he can get everything he wants. That's what he's been doing all along.

"No need to do a DNA test." I finally heard Ainun's voice respond.

I smiled back at him.

"Why? Are you afraid your cover will be exposed if we do a DNA test? This baby is not my son, is it?" I asked with sarcasm.

Ainun sighed, as if he was holding something turbulent inside him. Her mouth was tightly shut even though I knew she wanted to deny it. Got you! DNA testing cannot be lied to. He must be worried because he doesn't want his rottenness to be exposed in front of my family. Satisfied to see this cunning woman is not struggling.

"In your heart is filled with hatred and prejudice. The DNA test won't be able to erase that," Ainun added again as she got up and carried the baby away from me.

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Chapters 2. He Chose to Go

Ainun went into the room, leaving all of us in the living room. Once again I stared cynically at the door of the room he had just closed. After the last few months managed to take the hearts of my parents, look at his behavior that became increasingly jumawa. How dare he just leave when I'm not done talking.

"Mama Papa can see? Now the beloved daughter-in-law that you have always defended has become increasingly extraordinary. Is it wrong that I want to do a DNA test? It's not that I'm too stupid to just believe his confession. Anyway, I don't remember anything that night. Was it really me who got her pregnant, or someone else?" I tried half-deadly to muffle the rumbling in my chest to make my tone sound normal.

Mom and Dad were flirting. And so do some other families. All of those who were in my current house were people who had already pushed me to marry Ainun a few months ago. 

"It's not wrong if you want to prove Farhan is really your son or not, but this is not the way either, Arkan. If you want to do a DNA test, just do it quietly without having to say it in front of the whole family like this," Papa finally raised his voice. The man I've been so proud of for the first time I wasn't happy to hear the words coming out of his mouth.

"I intentionally. Let him know what it's like to be humiliated. At that time she claimed to be pregnant with my son when all our families were gathering like this too, right? He can meet me without the knowledge of others. What's the point if you don't want to humiliate and frame me? I don't want to pretend to be good anymore, Pa. It's been enough for a few months now that I've been patient with that woman" I told Papa. 

Papa just sighed and didn't say anything else, neither did Mama. Maybe they thought my words had a point. All this time they were so confident in what Aiun had said. I wondered how my parents could trust this woman more than me, their own son.

But not anymore! I will not let Ainun control Mama and Papa like before. I'll open everyone's eyes to know who that woman really is. If Ainun insists on not doing the DNA test, it's true that he's been cheating on me and my whole family. The child he gave birth to was not my son, but someone else's.

"Mak Ainun is a good woman, Mas. I can't believe that Ma'am Ainun deliberately set up Mas Arkan. He must be a victim of someone else's doing. Anyway, as Auntie said earlier, Farhan's face is also very similar to Mas Arkan's face. No need for a DNA test as well we can already see that Farhan is indeed the son of Mas Arkan," suddenly Disha's voice broke the silence, one of the children of Papa's brother. The closest cousin to me.

I looked towards the girl. She sat between her Mom and Dad and looked at me. I slightly closed my eyebrows when I saw his expression. I don't know why he seems disappointed in me right now.

Hish, even Disha who had always followed since childhood, now had sided with the woman. Ainun, Ainun, it turns out that you are truly extraordinary. I was so amazed at him. You deserve to be given an award for your perfect acting.

"If she's sure the baby is my son, she shouldn't mind doing a DNA test" I said.

"Mas Arkan is too rude to Ma'am Ainun. If Mas asks carefully, I don't think Madam Ainun will mind. Don't be like this, Mom. We all know that Mas was forced to marry Ma'am Ainun, but now she is Mas Arkan's wife. He deserves to be treated better" Disha said.

I looked at Disha with eyes of disbelief. Am I so bad in the girl's eyes now? He used to tease me by saying he would only get married if he met a man like me. Where are all the compliments now? It seems that every good thing about me has evaporated since Ainun came into our family.

Again, I can only smile cynically. Even Reina used to have to try half-dead to look good in front of my whole family to get my blessing. The woman who had filled my heart for more than three years had done so much that we were finally engaged. He has also sacrificed a lot to remain standing by my side. But then everything was in vain when Ainun came to destroy everything. 

Somehow, Ainun could make my entire extended family accept him. I was urged to marry Ainun who was said to be pregnant because of my actions, and had to leave Reina, the woman I loved so much.

Ah, it's so unfair. I was considered evil by my own family. And Ainun who had made my life suffer was considered a mistreated wife.

Suddenly the door to Ainun's room opened. The woman came out carrying the baby while dragging a suitcase.

My eyes looked back at him, as did everyone in the living room today.

"Sir Arkan, there is no need to do a DNA test, because whatever the result will not change your view of me" Ainun said in a flat tone. His speech turned formal like the first time I met him.

"I'm sorry, I've been bothering you a lot. I will take my son away from this house. From now on I will not appear before you again. Thank you for the kindness of your family all this time," Ainun dragged her suitcase and passed towards the main door.

The entire crowd that was there was flabbergasted by what Ainun was doing. Then their gazes turned to me, as if to say that what Ainun was doing now was my fault. 

Goody. Well done, Ainun. This amazing drama is once again being played by my wife. Really sneaky!

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