DNA

DNA

Ana’s POV

"Those aren't enough evidence to counter this theory," Senator Okwu maintains, not succumbing to defeat.

"What other evidence do you need sir?" Nuel asks, peering at the political tycoon.

"A paternity test," he blurts.

"Come on man, have some decency," Ike's mom derides. "How can you subject a bare day-old baby to such."

"It's a simple blood test dear Ex-wife, not a facial surgery," he ridicules. 

"So you want a DNA test?" Dad implores, needing affirmation.

"Yes, if you choose to call it that," he snickers, stretching his right hand.

"We'll give you a DNA test," Dad agrees, and they seal the deal with a shake.

"I can't believe you are agreeing to this," Mom rolls her eyes. "Men and their ego."

"Ike, are you going to allow your stepfather to doubt the paternity of your son?" I investigate, swerving to the man in question as I'm stunned at his sudden silence on the matter.

"I'll go with it, and you should too," he responds, lending me a gaze I haven't encountered all the time I've known him. "There's nothing to be afraid of right?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of," I grit, getting disappointed at the doubt I see in his dark pools.

"Tell any nurse you see out there to inform the doctor we need him immediately," he mutters in the location of his two sisters.

"Me or her?" Miriam inquires.

"You," Ike growls, and she nods warily, exiting to do as told.



It's been nine days since the drama that occurred here in the hospital room, the day which was supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life, but instead brought up the beginning of another chaos. 

I wonder why I can't live my life in peace, I also don't know if I'll ever live a day without one issue coming up that will generate more drama. I will repeat this, I'm cursed, thus I keep jumping out from one problem into another.

After the doctor came and took the samples of Ike and Miracle, my friends returned and were told of the occurrences. A burst of laughter departs from my being, shaking the infant I'm carrying as I recollect how Oluchi wanted to throw herself at Ike's father, and then later at Ike for not standing up for me enough.

Speaking of Ike, he's been distant, particularly since Ken entered with his disgraceful self, claiming he heard on the news that I had given birth. 

Instead of saying the usual pleasantries, he began talking the nonsense he's known for, adding more salt to the wound by talking about how we had a one-nightstand when I wasn't sure of my relationship with Ike and then refused to talk to him afterward, even going to extent of blocking the new number he used in calling me.

Obviously, that was a lie, but it sparked up suspicion, even Glory started to doubt the credibility of the child's paternity, Dad too. Despite it all, everyone has been supportive, Ike's mom and sisters and my family.

Yesterday was Miracle's circumcision, every other person was present apart from Ike and his father, Helena too refused to show up, giving a silly excuse.

Today on the other hand is the day the test result is deemed to arrive, as it is estimated to take between a week and ten days, rather the 7th, and 8th days have gone without a clear indication, and so I hope today will put an end to the whole trouble.

I'm alone with my sleeping baby in the room, Mom had left an hour ago after she brought me something edible, Ike hasn't come today, my friends too.

I heed the noise of footsteps and voices a second before the door is opened, the dark-skinned male doctor that attended to me the day of my delivery, a nurse I haven't seen before, another doctor, and Ike walk in through it.

"Hey babe," he greets, not sparing me a glimpse as he goes to Miracle's spot, a grin on his face when he notices the sleeping figure in his cradle.

"Here is your result," the other doctor whom I now guess is the lab scientist says, waving a white envelop in the air.

"Okay," I sigh, gaping at Ike who nods.

"Do you want to read it or should I do--" he stops as Ike's father strides in. "Good day sir."

"Read it out loud," Ike's stepfather orders, what is more, shocking is the fact that Ken follows close behind him in a short-sleeved black vest and jeans, his face still as annoying as ever.

"What is he doing here?" Ike questions, gesturing to Ken, his sexy figure clad in a milk-colored linen long-sleeved shirt that's tucked into black slacks.

"That doesn't matter right now, what matters is what the result says," Senator Okwu retaliates.

"We should keep quiet while he reads it out," Ken mutters smugly and I bit down on my lip to stop a harsh retort.

"Mr. Daniel Ike Okwu, and Miss Ana Ogechi Alex," the doctor begins and my breathing stills in anticipation of the verdict. "It is sad to say that the child Miss Ana gave birth to is not genetically related to Mr. Daniel here."

"I called it!" Ike's stepfather exclaims, happiness taking over his face. "So tell me dear doctor, who's DNA matched that of Miracle?"

"Mr. Ken's did," He responds and I don't know why, but I'm not surprised at this hence deep down I saw it coming.

"You took his blood sample?" Ike raises a question in amazement.

"I had to," Senator Okwu replies.

"Hello Ana, your mom said she came over earlier, sorry I didn't accompany her. I had to travel for a convention yesterday evening," Dad explains in regards to his morning absence. 

"Wait, what is happening?" He inquires, observing my sad but angry look, Ike's disappointed one, and the extra people in the room.

"What the hell is this excuse of a man doing here?" He interrogates, referring to Senator Okwu."

"Your daughter has proven herself to be the prostitute I've deemed her to be," Ike's father beams. "That child isn't of my son."