My Son is Not My Son
Chapter 26: Marrying

The sky was still gray in the morning which felt cold, in the cafe Febi was made to be surprised, seeing a figure that did not want to be met. He ordered the coffee and waited, glancing at Jordan whose face was set on the table.

"He really slept there?" muttered.

"The young man sat there like many thoughts from 2am." The woman's seller told me while handing over the coffee.

Febi came out of the cafeteria, but then returned. Then he approached Jordan. He took a picture of Jordan and sent it to Donna.

- What, Feb?- (Report Donna accompanied by a photo of Mia who was busy with a toy stove)

- If Jordan was in the hospital cafe from 2 am and fell asleep here, it was because of what?- (Feb)

family, yes, it could be.- (Donna)

- Uh, it seems not.- ( Febi)

or does he want to see you, but he's ashamed? I don't know, I don't know. (Donna)

Jordan moves the neck to change the position of the head. His eyes opened then glued to the figure in front. He smiled and closed again until he felt his body sore and only realized where he was. As soon as she opened her eyes, Febi was not looking at her phone and was looking at her.

"Jo?" Febi did not understand why the man's face was lethargic and still stuck to the table. "You waiting for your family?"

Jordan did not answer. Today she was not energetic after hearing Mama Shioban's words. Papa is preparing for his marriage to Jeslyn.

"Do you want coffee?" Febi held out a coffee, but the man remained silent. "Why do you keep quiet, I'm so confused?"

"Well, I'll just go back." Febi got up and Jordan opened his eyes. "I'm staying here for coffee. Huh, Adam must be waiting for me."

Jordan got up and looked at Febi's departure. His phone rang from Secretary Li. He lifts up lazily.

"Master, are you awake? Sorry, I just found out if Miss Jeslyn booked a ticket to America two days ago-"

"They're home." Jordan is so cold. The phone then turned off. He grabbed a coffee and went to Adam's room.

Before opening the room door, Jordan undoes the intention. The door was opened from the inside by the nurse. Febi and Adam look up to him, forcing Jordan inside.

"Morning, Boy," said as he put coffee on the table.

"Morning, Uncle."

Jordan approached Adam who was wiping Febi with warm water to reveal the tiny stomach. Papa will take you home, son !

"Is Uncle sick?" Adam asked as he looked suspiciously at uncle, he let mama wipe with a dry towel.

"No, Boy." Jordan shook his head.

Adam was amazed at the grown man who dressed the patient for him.

"Jo, telon oil first." Febi poured the telon oil into the palm of the hand, then rubbed it flat on the back of the son.

Warmth filled Adam's heart at the attention of two compact adults. Uncle Jo put the blood impus into the hole of the mini sleeve and mama then continue the process of dressing. Uncle hung a blood bag over the stick. But why are they so silent?

Adam scowled as their faces did not change from gloomy. He sent a chat to his twin.

- Mia, did something happen yesterday? Why are my mom and uncle so sad? (Adam)

- Don't know. Uh, Adam, Evan told me Evan was in LA. I haven't returned Evan's message, afraid Evan's mom is upset. (Mia)

- Yes, don't reply. (Adam)

do you want to have another papa? (Mia)

Adam bent his lips. His mother was in the bathroom and uncle was standing by the window daydreaming. "Uncle, what makes Uncle sad? Adam is sad."

Jordan breathed heavily. His head ached and turned from the window and sat down next to Adam.

"It seems, Uncle is sleep deprived." Jordan rubbed Adam's forehead and played his hair.

"Uncle, why did Mia say that Papa Mike didn't love us? Is it true what Mia said?"

Jordan frowned, his mood was bad for a moment. He was lazy to hear anything about another man coming out of his son's mouth. "Maybe, your father is busy."

Adam nodded expectantly. "I think so, Uncle." He went back to his cell phone and called papa's number. His eyes glared at the sound of the tut, the tut, the tut.

"City .... "

"Father!" Adam almost screamed out of pleasure. He looked up and fit his mother out of the bathroom. "Father!"

"Adam?" mike's voice sounded heavy.

Jordan was startled and his eyes rounded to the writing on the phone screen connected the call.

"How are you doing?"

Febi's eyes immediately glazed over, and her lips smiled. His head stuck out to the cell phone. "Adam wants an operation, Mas."

"Febri?" the soft sound was followed by the noise of falling objects. TUT. Call disconnected.

Febi and Adam looked at each other. They switched to the phone screen. The woman grabbed Adam's phone and called back.

"The number you are calling is either busy or out of reach."

Tears welled up in Febi's eyes as she tried to contact Mike repeatedly. However, the answer to the call remains the same. Febi's heart fell to the earth. As hard as she endured the sadness, her tears still fell.

Jordan stroked the little boy's shoulder. His gaze shifted to Febi who walked quickly to the bathroom, carrying the phone. He pulled his son's chin and found Adam's cheek wet. He instantly pulled the tiny body into the lap.

The son now hugged his stomach. Why can my son hold back his cries?

"Adam can't be sad anymore, huh? There's Uncle. You need to focus on your recovery. Okay?" Jordan wiped the tears on his son's cheek. The injured gaze felt stretched out onto his chest, painfully.

"Can Uncle have two wives?"

Jordan coughed due to a sprain of his own saliva. "What do you mean?"

"Uncle is married to Evan's mother, right? Can I also marry my mother? But Adam once had a man who had two wives."

"Huh?" Jordan was drowning. Marry Febi? He never even thought about it. "If Uncle had married your mother, would you agree?"

Adam widened his eyes and was confused himself. "Did Uncle like Mama?"

Jordan widened his eyes. He scratched his nape uncertainly then replied, "Uncle .... Yeah, I like your mama."

Febi stopped her steps and heard Jordan's words. He returned Adam's phone. "Mom take the medicine for you. Yeah, Son."

The woman glanced suspiciously at Jordan and soon passed with Jordan's remark dancing in her mind. What is that guy trying to tell my son?

"Uncle, can cheer up Mama, right?" Ask Adam expectantly.

"I'm after your mama, don't worry. Uncle went to the office after that. Do you remember what to do? You can't be sad and have to be excited, huh?"

Adam nodded. He tried to stand up and kissed Jordan on the cheek. Makes Jordan flabbergasted. "Thank you Uncle, Adam loves Uncle Jo."

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