My Son is Not My Son
CHAPTER 20: Logan Howard

"You ... Adam, right? Meet me, I'm Logan Howard." An adult man in glasses minus the sound of a bass reached forward. "I was your mom's closest friend in college."

Adam furrowed his eyebrows, sticking out his tiny hand to avenge the big hand. However, Logan immediately shook his hands to the right and left. "Does Uncle Logan live here?"

"Well," said Logan, fascinated by the eyes before him. He turned to look at Febi who was watching him, as if waiting for an answer.

"Yes dong, I live here! Unfortunately, three days ago I was in Rome when your mother told you that you had been here for weeks? Well ... So, I'm late to see you on business."

Logan pulled out a gift from behind his back. "This is special for Adam, please open the gift!"

The brown lid of the brush is opened by a small, deft hand even if the back of the hand is infused. Adam's blue eyes beamed with what was touched, a cover surface whose image appeared and felt smooth.The character of the white duck in blue and yellow beak is very full of enthusiasm. "Uncle .... Is this Donald Duck?"

Get rid of that brush to the side once it gets a nod. Adam put the book in his lap. The headline reads 'TOPOLINO. "It's cool!"

Logan nodded with a smile that mocked Febi. "Prince Logan is the conqueror of the little prince," he whispered proudly in Febi's ears as Adam opened page after page of coloured comics.

"Thank you, Logan. " Febi was pleased with Adam's delight. He became free from Adam who kept asking about the curly blonde man who had been no news for a week after what Jordan last did, which upset him.

Ah, actually, it's his own fault for blocking Jordan's number. Is it possible that the man contacted her and got angry because he knew it was blocked? So, maybe that's why Jordan didn't come to test a match as a donor? Is he so childish+kan just because it was blocked and canceled to become a donor?

'This time I was really impulsive. I'm sorry! Should I apologize for trying to do the test? " febi's mind suddenly agitated.

Febi stroked Logan's arm until his finger stopped at something protruding from the lenga that was taut and felt wider and sturdier. It was all disguised by a dirty jacket.

Nervously, the woman looked up and sat with Logan for five seconds. Febi walked around the bed and sat down next to Adam. Dielus curly hair his son while smiling warmly at Logan, trying to remain normal after the awkwardness just now.

He's never been this old against Logan. At first glance when observed from a distance, the appearance of the man is now more relaxed and mysterious.

"Uncle Logan .... ?" Adam looked up again and so remembered when he asked Papa Mike about who 'Logan' ? Then he scolded Papa Mike and could not mention the name again, either in front of Papa Mike or Mama Febi. But he's convinced Uncle Logan this isn't the Logan that Papa Mike meant.

"Yes? Uh, please, just call me Logan! I feel weird ... if it's called like this." Logan shuddered. "I'm young, you know!" Logan with his bass voice still did not accept Febi laughing.

"No! It can't be like that" Feby told Logan to change serious fashion

"Return call Uncle Logan, yes, honey!" febi said firmly to her son.

"We talked about this, right?" Logan stared intently at Hazel's eyes in disbelief. "I'm only 32! That call is making me older"

"Well, from now on I'll try .... Yeah, right, 'Logan' ?" Adam with an adult look. Logan laughed and glanced at the infusion of blood that was about to run out.

Meanwhile, Adam looked on dislike at the gaze of the uncle who was a little domineering was much different than Uncle Jo who saw mama with a gentle look.

Adam's chest was burning with jealousy. A feeling of dislike again enveloped his head over Logan's attitude that took the attention of mama. However, before that ..he had to read this comic first.

"Uncle, the comics thank you, yes!" Adam with a plain face then smiled happily. He intends to continue his dislike of Logan later if the reading of this book is finished.

"Okay, sweet boy! You have to be a strong boy like your unyielding mama" Logan said eagerly to the point of making the glasses sag and the man quickly allowed the glasses.

Automatic Febi laughs amusedly. Indeed, he longed for this kind of togetherness with his best friend. Not meeting for many years after the less pleasant thing at the last meeting was very disturbing to his mind.

The day starts late at night. Adam fell asleep after a new blood bag was replaced by a baby sister who had just worked for a few days.

"Okeh, it looks like we need to straighten out a little bit of the problem between us." Logan while confirming the sagging glasses, after the man took a deep breath like a depressed person.

"Not a little bit, Logan. That's a lot like a tangled thread!" febi's voice rose and dropped a glance at his ring finger.

Febi kept her hands away from the cup and took off her wedding ring. Attached to the three-eyed ring of mini diamonds. "Our relationship .. ends. I think it's over ..... I'm so hurt that I don't intend to talk about our son possibly alive and somewhere?"

The day was pulsing, very painful. Febi held onto her chest that was suddenly congested and hot.

"GOOD." Logan with a steady. He still hates Febi because of Mike.

Febi raised her chin and her seedlings shriveled. He let out a heavy sigh and put his ring on the table. "But I still don't believe it. Oh, how could he just leave me like this?" febi said almost screamed. "I'm pissed, Logan!"

"As I said!" Logan swung his head and looked at Febi with a foolish look. "You're just a little cat, and he's an insane dog that bites you and throws you away when you're not feeling well anymore."

"You're Logan." Febi agreed with Logan. So, remind him of all the Logan memorials six years ago. The woman casts a further look at the window lights of rooms in a different building.

"If he had little to ask me and did not immediately believe my in-laws' accusations. If only he had asked who was holding me? Maybe, I won't be this disappointed." Febi felt her throat choking, like there was something big stuck in her throat.

"Or didn't he love me from the beginning because he didn't care about our marriage?" Febi took a deep breath after releasing all the questions that had been lingering in her mind.

Desperately, Febi dropped her head backwards. He stared at the ceiling of the cafe as clear crystals formed in the corners of his eyes and blurred the view. "What's this pain like, Logan? Does this hurt you when the woman you love decides on you?"

"Here you go, Febyku, my sweetie, you forget that bastard! Time is too precious to question your shallow feelings!"

"I hope so, I hope my feelings are as shallow as you mean. If so ... It's gonna be easy." Febi wiped the fresh liquid out of her nose. Now he closed his eyes bitterly, letting the warm melt pass through the corners of his eyes and fall on his temples.

"Look take the silver lining! He's been a jerk for a long time, you've been too tired until you left me and Donna, just for Asians!"

"I'm Asian too, you know!" gerutu Febi, his friend this one always brings up the race whenever angry.

Logan laughed with satisfaction. "Now you are finally free of that man! So, after all, there is still me who will provide many loyal handsome men, Febyan!"

Febi straightened up sitting with a hearty look, along with her tears that fell to her cheeks. The two corners of his lips lifted as Logan approached him with a pushy look. He slid into the arms of his best friend.

In the distance, Jordan who had just entered the cafe arena found Febi's back being fondly stroked by the cuckold-haired man who was being closed as if enjoying the embrace. It is as Adam mentioned. It is no mistake to look at the eyes.

Jordan's hands clenched. He has been rushing here since landing from the plane. There was no such sight. But I have to find out the truth first, right?

Who is Febi? Why did he not know that his son was not his biological son? Why is Adam my flesh and blood? Why is my son with Febi?

Jordan's steps came to a halt as the bespectacled man opened his eyes and released Febi's embrace. The man looked up and looked at her. The woman also turned around with a puffy face. Why don't you cry in front of me and even in front of this weird guy? Is this why you blocked me for a week?

"Jordan?" lirih Febi, confused to find the change in the face of Jordan who is now flushed with a creepy aura. Did I make a mistake?

Connect. ....

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