The atmosphere in the SEBASTIAN family's living room was still tense, even after Chintya's departure. Elena sat quietly beside Nathan, her hand still clasping her husband's tightly, as if seeking strength from the grip. But a new tension arose when the Grandmother placed the test results back on the glass table with a soft but forceful voice.

“Nathan, don’t get too excited just yet,” the grandmother said in a low but sharp voice. “Elena is indeed pregnant. But do you think the child will survive?”

Nathan furrowed his brow, staring intently at his grandmother. “What do you mean, Grandmother?”

“Elena has already given birth to four children. Her body is...