My Son is Not My Son
CHAPTER 16: The Cringe

Adam's situation worsened. In fact, Adam had a heart failure. After being hospitalized for nearly three weeks, Febi decided to contact Dr. Philipovich himself.

Febi went back and forth unsettled in the inpatient room. He tried to shut himself up until the sound of the door creaking made him daze awake.

Jordan came in and sat down next to Febi. "Sounds the same?"

"Yes, there has been no development" Febi said with a soft blink while looking at Adam.

Febi and Jordan had been quiet for an hour. Febi did not know the reason that made Jordan visit Adam every day. She wanted to forbid him from feeling sad because this is the man's hospital.

His phone vibrated and an email icon read Dr. Filipovich made Febi overwhelmed with curiosity. He smiled meaningfully because he had the compassion of Dr. Filipovitch.

"Oh my God" said Febi after finishing reading with teary eyes. He intends to arrange a week-long visit to California to determine the best treatment plan.

"What?" Ask Jordan curiously.

"I'm taking Adam to California, in a rare disease treatment center."

"Ah, good news then. I happen to have a visit there too. So, do we want to go together?" Jordan asked reflexively, when there was no visit.

"meaning?"

"Wear my plane."

"Yes, then I'll rent it for-"

"Free."

"What?" Febi was about to leave, but she was arrested. It was not that the man should be angry that he had already canceled the contract to teach Evan. " Mister Jordan, even though I'm resigning"

"Did that principal not tell you? What if I've agreed to it?"

"really? Seriously sir!?"

Jordan twisting lips. "Am I that old until I am called Father?"

"Ma'af Mr. Jordan, I'm so happy."

"Oh, are you happy?"

"Yes." Yeah." Febi looked at Adam. "I'm happy to be able to do better for my son. I can't live without seeing it every day."

Jordan offered a handkerchief. "Listen, there are many people out there who cry when they are sad, as well as when they get happiness.

If when you're sad you don't want to cry, and vice versa, when happy is still shy to cry, then when do you make time for yourself?

What if you could cry in hiding? It's gonna be different than when you cry in front of someone who cares about you."

"Do you mean to say if you care about me, Mr Jordan? Or am I the only one who misunderstands?"

Jordan smiled as he pulled Febi's chin up to face her. "I tell you, a happy person cannot hold back his happiness so that his emotions are exposed by crying. But here you hold him.

Hello, Mrs Febi, crying is not a sign of someone's weakness? You are also not a perfect human being who does not have feelings of sadness. Do not misjudge, sad emotions also have goodness, you know? So, yes it is, DO NOT just be detained.

Gih, just drop your tears in front of me, not only when you are happy like now, but also when you are sad .... In the future like that, cry in front of me. Cry Miss Febi, it's really necessary." Jordan smiled back.

"Haha." Febi laughed with emotion, but without a sound. His tears instantly sagged without breaking and formed a stream like a river.

"Yes, great. And this time there's a kind person who takes away your grief in a slightly caring manner" Jordan said, wiping the melts using a blue handkerchief. "And also this snot of yours I erased. How's it feel?"

"Like a child," Febi said in a shady voice as a handkerchief clasp on her nose.

"Well, how about occasionally being like Mia, noticed, delicious, right?"

Febi nodded and touched Jordan's wrist. Trying to pull him off with a never-switch view of Jordan.

"Then why do you want to put my hand together?"

"It's unethical, sir."

"Foolish with ethics" he said softly. "What in the dressing room is still considered ethical? Call me Jordan from now on and forget all the etiquette while I'm with me."

"I don't understand what you mean, Mr Jordan?" Febi pulled out Jordan's hand, but the man still firmly held his lower jaw.

"Not to think about it." Jordan returned to his normal voice but remained with a gentle gaze.

"?" Febi glanced down at the handkerchief placed in her palm.

He saw Jordan leave. Loh, what just now? His brain was as fast as lightning digested. Who started it? Since when did Jordan start holding? Febi's brain felt frozen, but then smiled loosely because of the attention that for him was meaningful. There are people as good as that, yes, he thinks there is a spirit again.

After pulling the door handle with his left hand until the door behind him closed. Jordan slightly bowed and closed his mouth in shock. What the hell am I doing? It's the craziest, craziest, craziest thing .....

Jordan took his face. For a moment he looked around and it was fortunate that there was no one looking at him, in the hallway.

The man breathed a sigh of relief, though it was nice to be able to talk to Mra.Febi like that. He returned to being elegant and walked leisurely.

Ting!

Jordan opens a message from Febi as she gets into a Toyota Camry.

mr. Jordan, I think I should pay the plane charter fee. If you refuse, I'd rather chart another plane!-

"Well, does he want to show off with the money? After I bought the car without her knowledge and on behalf of someone else. How about I answer like this .. " muttered Jordan while replying to the message enthusiastically.

I'm afraid you can't afford it? So, I meant to be a philanthropist. But if you want to retaliate, yes, you might be .. - (Jordan).

- For example, being my wife.- Jordan was full of curiosity and horror because of what she had just typed.

oh, how generous of your heart, huh Sir? But I'm not interested - (Febi)

- Johoho-(Jordan)

"Why the joke is so late, yes," grumbled Febi uncomfortable. "It's not funny, who wants to be his wife? Not challenging at all!"

Meanwhile, Jordan, now shaking his forehead with a gereget but not hard. "Since when have I been this cringe!"

Jordan gaped in annoyance and screamed without a sound. Why did I lose face in front of him? Oh, please Jordan don't do this stupid thing again !

The shame or disgust that Jordan was feeling made the man turn his waist to the side and his face was immersed in the headrests.

He was goosebumps like he was looking at something disgraceful or disgusting to his standards, which continued to dance around in his brain. The back shadow of his attitude while holding onto Mrs Febi's chin, made her want to vomit. It's not me, for whatever sake, am I possessed!

*

After exchanging dollars at the Mall. Febi bought the necessities to go abroad. Suddenly she was pulled from behind and shocked to find out that the person was Jeslyn, she brushed off the hand of the woman who was trying to grip her shoulder.

"What's the matter Mrs Jeslyn?"

"Hey, did you drop out of school trying to tease my husband?" Jeslyn asked with an intimidating look.

"Don't just talk, Miss Jesslyn." Febi wondered, because Jordan always went to see Adam, so the woman in front of him knew and accused him?

"Hahaha, I know your cunning wits. Wanna use Adam to seduce Jordan, right?" Jesslyn nudged her female friend, and the woman with Jessylin pulled Febi's groceries and threw them away.

"What's this?" Kikan with a fresh breath appeared immediately pushing Jeslyn until the woman was pushed and held onto the place of the clothes made of wood.

"Oh, so you two know each other apparently? Deserve to be coquettish! Her hobbies are bothering people's husbands!" jeslyn's voice rose while holding back the pain on his back.

"His husband? Oh, what do you mean it's Ka Jordan!" Kikan laughed and managed to make Febi confused.

"Otherwise it is, besides you're itchy! Drop to and fro following Jordan, for business reasons!"

Febi noticed their conversation, so Jordan and Kikan got to know each other?

"Like it, dong, brother Jordan who would you like to be with! Haha don't-don't Evan that's not the son of Brother Jordan? You just confess, right? it was just to ensnare Brother Jo!" Kikan pulled up Jeslyn's bag and threw it as far away as what Jeslyn's friend had done.

Everyone is surprised. Furthermore, a commotion was inevitable again. Febi tried to help her stepbrother. Until then the stocky hands and the scent of a typical perfume of a man, stop the action of mutual attraction.

"Sister!" Kikan with sparkling eyes as Jordan took Jeslyn's hand off her.

"Jordan" said Jeslyn, trying to take advantage of the situation to take Jordan's heart. "He hurt me."

"Sister, she's claiming to be your wife. Well, but before that, I saw him throw things that belonged to Kak Febi," he said, pointing at Febi's belongings scattered out of the bag.

"No, Jordan. The teacher didn't know himself, which started to bother me," Jeslyn's voice slightly shrunk.

"Hey, but you're not Kak Jordan's wife, it's nice to confess to me." Kikan looked at Jordan. "Your name is painted, brother. Many times, not just this, I don't take it!"

Febi locked her lips, eager to laugh at Jeslyn's embarrassed expression. So, Febi kept her head down. But someone realized that.

Jordan does not accept, it seems, instead of Febi disturbed or hurt, just laugh at the stupidity of Jesylin.

Jesslyn embraces Jordan's right arm and increasingly launches the action. "Jordan is the father of my son and soon we'll be married, just as I'll still be his wife."

"Have the storm finished?" Tanya Jordan looked at Kikan's eyes and Jeslyn took turns. "Then you guys disband now. Look around, aren't you ashamed?"

Hearing this, Jeslyn widened her shopping eyes and looked around at the people watching.

Kikan curled his lips down with a cynical look.

Febi stopped laughing and looked the other way.

"Ih, what is it, brother? I can't do that, dong! He should apologize to my brother first!" Kikan pulled Jordan's arm.

"Have Kikan, I'm fine!" Febi with adult tone. He tried to guess how close Kikan was to Jordan.

In the distance, Martha stepped even faster, looking at her son with the handsome man. Hu, why is there a stepson?

Febi was surprised to see the stepmother walking over, she turned around and was about to leave and almost forgot about the groceries.

"Feci ...."

Febi froze, but everyone looked towards Martha.

"You called not to answer, are your ears troubled?" Martha asked beside Febi.

Martha waited for an answer, until she accidentally met a handsome man who came to her house. The man just brushed off the hand of the woman who was writhing. Meanwhile, the man's hand did not refuse the hand of Kikan-daughter. Whoa, what is this?

Jeslyn was curious about this old woman that Febi had avoided. But she was surprised when Kikan called the middle-aged woman 'Mama' . Ah, he thought this woman was also his enemy.

Jordan could see the change in Febi's dark expression. Especially when Martha turned Febi's shoulder. Jordan could feel, there was something behind Martha's gaze that she knew was attention-grabbing.

With an elegant gesture, Jordan grabbed Febi's hand and made everyone gasp.

"Jordan?" Jesslyn was dumbfounded as Jordan crouched down and collected the scattered items to put in Febi's grocery bag.

Martha approached Ke Kikan while paying attention to the man's concern. "Did Febi have a new boyfriend? Why are they close?" Martha asked a cynical tone to Kikan. In Martha's heart was arrogant because of Febi's closeness to an exclusive-looking man.

Kikan just kept quiet, watching his brother help Jordan. He was curious and remembered when Jordan asked him about Febi.