My Son is Not My Son
Chapter 25: Brian Hamilton

The wood door was pushed by Febi with a breath. The sharp gaze of the eagle immediately greeted him.

Brian Hamilton, 40-year-old owner of the Hamilton Raceway Park circuit. The raceway is the second largest in America, having two circuit types, asphalt tracks and dirt tracks.

A burly body, typical of locals who exuded masculinity, but his gaze was coldly filled with a sinister aura. It was that man, the only person Febi wanted to see the least, and she was the least willing to be within the range of that gaze.

Coldly ambushing the nape of Febi, the man made no sound and chose to continue looking at him..

"Boss," said Febi could not stand it and actually wanted to die, he was like he would be attacked by a tiger even though the man did nothing!

Brian threw the pen from earlier in his lap so that it hit Febi's forehead. "I didn't invite you. Never was! Since you've cost me millions of dollars!"

Febi shrunk. He's been bullied by Donna. "Donna said you were waiting for me?" shiver Febi and ignore the pain in her forehead.

Febi leaned over and grabbed the pen at the end of her shoe slipper. He sat down feeling depressed. "Boss ... "

"Boss?" Brian got up, walked into the old wooden cabinet and opened the drawer. "I was never your boss. In fact, you've never been important to V84."

"I'm sorry, Uncle!"

"I never should have allowed you to be in Hamilton.

None of my men have ranked the match above anything else. You should know the absolute condition of not stopping at will. But you stopped, before I told you to stop."

Febi biting the lower lip.

"You who are not from a conglomerate family, did not also pay millions of dollars to join but rely on my nephew and easily become a V84 star? Who do you think you are?" Brian with condescending sarcasm.

The man turned around furiously. "Listen, even if you stretch out your thighs, I can't let a human like you who just put feelings forward, back on the team again."

Bria closed the thick book that had a red skin on her hand. "You're losing everything now, Febi!"

The chair creaked from Fabi's leg thrust as he got up. "I'm sorry if you're disappointed seven years ago I came here and decided to resign. It's my fault, but I hope you're heartened to allow me to race again?"

"Ti-dak." Bria raised one corner of her lips.

"I'll be a sponsor for myself."

Brian thinks Febi's like shit. "You don't deserve to be there anymore!"

"I deserve! I'm Dune Fox!"

"Dune Fox's? Does anyone care about Dune Fox? He's a product we made ourselves." Brian laughed disappointedly.

"From the beginning you did, don't think of me as your protege! Even if I win games in a row and put it in your pocket billions of dollars, even though so unable to even attract your interest to me?" Febi spoke loudly.

"Don't you think you're the only one who's good at racing?"

"I don't know what made you hate me so much that Donna introduced you to me in the first place, as if I had made a terrible mistake?"

"Shut up!" Brian glanced at Febi with teeth churning. "You're just counting on Donna."

"Your skills are of no use whatsoever, for you are arrogant!" Brian saw the despair from Febi's hazel eyes causing him to be happy instead of playing. "If you were a sponsor for yourself, you think I would give you a slot? How pathetic!"

"Slightly throwing away less money to get bigger?" Brian laughed loudly. "You came here after you needed money, so where's your prince? or did he leave you, Febi?"

"I, I just want to get back here" Febi's voice said.

"With your attitude you can't appreciate your team? You left him as you pleased. Don't you remember, they put all hope and hard work under your feet! They set up the car, according to your arrangement, in the hope that you will win it again!

They put in a lot of effort and then their smiles turned horror six years ago. Although my other riders were no less good, but all that has changed since then.

You betrayed them - V48, who raised you from enol!"

Febi flinched, she had not expected to hear the anger of the person she admired. If time were to turn around he would not want to let them all down.

"You understand now, right? You're nobody without V84, you're not Dune Fox without Hamilton!” Brian clenched his hands. “Get out!”

“Please, Uncle Brian! Hamilton Racing is all I have!" Febi trembled and knelt down.

The man spat at Febi in disgust, he went past Febi and slammed the wooden door.

Febi really made Brian angry. The woman sat helplessly from her knees. Cold covered Febi's body as his hands wiped Brian's saliva with a white T-shirt.

Febi's head that was bowed lethargic with powerless steps could describe everything.

Rushing Donna directed Febi into the lounge. "It seems, it's not going well. Sorry, Febi, Uncle is stubborn. Or he's too hurt because you left his team...”

Febi sat in a high lounge chair, in front of him a wide glass with a view of the ground circuit. "I know my mistake this time is unforgivable."

"Don't say that." Donna is not calm..

"I was wrong not to appreciate how difficult it was to reach that highest point.” Febi recalled her glory days on the podium, seeing the radiance of happiness from the faces of her cheering team chanting the name 'Dune Fox."

Febi was so excited that her body was shaken and her stomach hurt from stress. “Hard workouts running marathons to maintain physical fitness, keep trying to get your uncle's permission step by step until getting the permit, the difficulty is now not even anything. I really want to get back there, even if I have to run around 1000 tracks."

"Febi, please believe me! I'm sure the one person who cares about you the most in the world is Uncle Brian!" Donna gives spirit to her best friend. "Don't give up!"

"No, Na! His gaze was like laughing at my predicament! Why does she always hate me?"

"But ..... "Donna brings a smile. "Feb, I've been watching your last two races, Uncle smiled faintly, his eyes shining as you touched the finish line. All the teams hugged him in celebration and he chose to leave, but I know in that step implied pride in your achievements."

From the back side, there was Logan stopping his steps right behind the glass bulkhead. Mia he left with the Febi team. They asked Febi, so she intended to call Febi, but now she knows the situation.

Logan searches for Brian and finds him in a golf room. Brian Hamilton swung the stick and hit the golf ball so that the white ball was thrown away to a special wall with the golf course look.

“No sponsors, no Dune Fox, nothing about Febi!" Brian snapped without turning, he recognized the citrus scent behind him.

“Uncle .... “ Logan twisting lips. “I want to race if Febi is allowed to join.”

Brian looked back. “How is your vision condition?”

“I'm healthy after surgery ..”

Brian glanced at Logan who fixed his glasses and wanted to know why the Howard Family's youngest son continued to support Febi. "Sorry, I won't help you.”

“But, Uncle are you sure? I would like to invite my friends to be sponsors as well. Origin Febi got special slot.”

Brian immediately shook his head after realizing where this chat was. “No! NAY! Don't mention the name of that little devil!"

"Uncle?" Logan is getting closer. "Must I beg my brother that you accept Febi."

Brian thought for a while and then sighed. "You can take part in the race this time. If it wins, I can consider your Dune Fox for next year."

Logan smiled lightly. "I know Uncle's best."

"How about Orchid and Lili?"

Logan tilted his head. "Why? Uncle's getting interested in my daughter?"

Brian took another breath. "Bring them into my house."

*

It was night, and Febi slept in the patient's bed, hugging Adam who smelled of children's perfume. He imagined his son when he grew up might scold him when he was banned, then he complied because of the sharp gaze of Adam's blue belo eyes.

‘Mama is afraid your cuteness disappears then the remaining cold gaze, dear. I hope you continue to be Mama's friend. Also, remain the son of Mama .. if later you finally know who your biological parents are. Please, don't forget Mama.'

Again, this was in Febi's heart. ‘Not possible, right. Although their hair was equally curly, Jordan was blonde, while Adam was black. However, why the way they make a house in the aquarium is also almost the same’

Febi felt dizzy because of the similarity of the two generations, in the movement of eating and chewing, the cold gaze, also when yawning, and the shape of the nose ..... ‘

Why the lips! Febi's lips over Jordan's.

*

In his bedroom, Jordan rolled here and there. Imagine his uncontrolled behavior again bombarding the mind. But the lips are soft and mango taste.

"Mango .... " Jordan's eyes appear dim in the mirror reflections. "Damn, like, I like ...."

...----------------...