“Doc?” Jonas looked at Dr. dwin. The man twelve years his senior looked at him and shook his head. “Thought so. If yes, I could help the doctor call Dr. Phoebe again.”


    “Don’t be silly. Well, order food online then. I’ll treat you. Consider it my thank you.” He handed his phone to Jonas. “Pay using the bnce.”


    Later that evening when dwin was about to leave, he saw his sister in the hospital area, guided by her husband. dwin approached and greeted them.


    “What are you doing here?” dwin asked, curious.


    Instead of answering, ire turned the question back. “dwin, are you going home?”


    “Yes. What about you? Is it starting to feel?” dwin asked, ncing at his sister’s belly.


    “Yes, I had false contractions earlier. Antony was being excessive, insisting wee here even though I told him it was just a false rm. Come on, I’ve given birth twice, I know when my baby will reallye out.” ire looked at her husband annoyed. Antony just smiled awkwardly.Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    “I’m just being cautious, dear,” Antony replied.


    “And then?” dwin asked again. They finally walked side by side towards the parking area.


    “We decided not to go through with the examination; she asked to go home,” Antony answered, ncing at his wife.


    “Why not just do it here?” dwin asked his sister.


    “She doesn’t want to. Besides, my regr obstetrician doesn’t work here. Here, just seeing the doctor’s namete already makes the contractions disappear,” ire grumbled again.


    “What’s wrong with her?” dwin, who didn’t understand ire’s emotions, finally chose to look at his sister-inw.


    Antony shrugged. The answer to dwin’s question came instantly when the figure of the obstetrician passed by them. “Don’t you like Phoebe?” he asked directly.


    “If I don’t, so what?” ire replied curtly. dwin raised both eyebrows. His sister was indeed a lot like Abigail. Or maybe Abigail copied ire’s behavior? Both of them, when they don’t like something, always make it clear.


    “Well, it’s okay. I was just asking,” dwin replied again. They separated as they entered their respective cars.


    dwin actually wanted to know the reason why his sister openly disliked Phoebe. However, he restrained that question. There would be another time when he could ask ire.


    Just before he started the car, his phone rang. ire’s name appeared on the square screen. “Yes?” he answered quickly.


    “Do you have ns?” ire asked again.


    “No. Why?”


    “Antony and I are going to via and Abby’s café. We’re going to have dinner there, in case you intend to join us.”


    “You want to treat me?” dwin teased with a smile on his face.


    “You’re already rich, do you still need treats from an unemployed person like me?” ire asked mockingly.


    “But your husband is much richer than I am. He’s the one helping to pay my sry all this time,” dwin replied, knowing that Antony and his family were donors to the hospital where he worked.


    ire rolled her eyes without dwin knowing. She nced at her husband before answering her twin brother’s enthusiastic remark. “Okay. Luckily, my husband is not stingy,” she replied tly, which was answered by dwin’s enthusiastic response. “But do you know which café we’re going to?”


    “The one near here? Which café are you nning to go to?” As far as dwin knew, the café owned by Abigail and via that he visited some time ago, wasn’t it? The modern-style café with Korean food?


    ire mentioned the address of a different café. “The kids want to eat Japanese food. They’re already there. You can join us there.” Then the call was ended, and dwin received a message from ire containing the location map he should go to.


    With a furrowed brow, dwin started the engine and began to drive following the GPS directions.


    The café he visited now was still a three-story shop, just like the Korean food café he visited earlier. If the previous Korean food café had a long building shape, this Japanese food café had a wide shape with a strong Japanese decoration. Imitation cherry blossom trees adorned the front door, surrounded by wood fencing. The dining area also consisted of small square tables typical of Japanese restaurants he had visited before, while on the left and right sides, there were tables attached to the walls intended for those who wanted to eat alone or as a couple, sitting side by side.


    The atmosphere isfortable. Even near the staircase, there is a rectangr touch screen with the inscription “Order Songs Here.”


    “Kon’nichiwa, Good afternoon. Wee to Qina Cafe,” greeted a female waiter wearing a Japanese schoolgirl-style uniform with her distinctive sailor uniform. “Have you reserved a table, sir? Or is it your first time here?” She asked politely.


    “Did a pregnant woman with her husbande here earlier?” dwin asked in return. The waitress seemed to furrow her brow. “A heavily pregnant woman in a knee-length peach maternity dress, with her husband.”


    “Oh, Mrs. Quirino?” The waitress finally remembered. dwin nodded. “Let me take you there,” she replied politely, leading dwin into the interior of the cafe. Behind a wooden partition adorned with a panorama of mountains, dwin saw two square tables that had beenbined. ire and Antony were already seated. Antony was even massaging his wife’s swollen feet without any sense of embarrassment or shame.


    “So fast,” ire eximed and waved her hand. dwin nodded to the waitress and muttered his thanks before finally taking off his shoes and ascending to the elevated sitting area.


    “Where are the kids? You said they were already here.” dwin looked around the specially designed indoor children’s y area, which was about five meters away from their seating area.


    “Francisca is in the bathroom, apanied by Ignazio,” Antony answered on behalf. dwin nodded. He looked through the menu book in front of him.


    “Oh, Uncle is here too?” The question came from a very familiar figure. Who else but Abigail. “Who invited him?” she asked curiously, ncing at ire and Antony alternately.


    “I did,” ire answered loudly. “We happened to meet at the hospital earlier.” The pregnant woman adjusted her sitting position to cross-legged.


    “Ohh.. Have you already chosen the menu?” Abigail inquired, looking at her uncle and aunt. “Where are Zio and Francis?” Abigail looked around, searching for her younger cousin, who appeared shortly afterward. “Do you already know what you want to eat?” she asked the two kids.


    “I want matcha,” replied Francisca.


    “That’s forter. Let’s start with the main course,” Abigail reminded. Then, the five-year-old girl looked at the menu and pointed to the food she wanted. The same went for Ignazio, Antony, and dwin. “Aunty, what about you?” Abigail looked at her aunt.


    “I already ordered directly from Via. She said my order is being prepared.” ire replied casually, making dwin look up and nce at his sister with a puzzled expression.


    “Okay, be patient. I’ll prepare their special dishes first.” Then, Abigail left the five of them heading towards what dwin assumed was the kitchen.