My Son is Not My Son
CHAPTER 27: Confession of Jordan in Helicopters

"You're home, Jordan!" Jeslyn got up straight from the park chair and approached Jordan with sparkling eyes "Evan is looking for you from last night."

Jordan nodded with a cold look. He sat down in a long chair and waited for Jeslyn to sit nearby. "Today's your stem cell retrieval schedule in Indo, right."

"Listen up, Jordan. I'm still taking this four-day drug to boost my stem cells. But, I want for the blood draw to be done here."

"Thank you, Jes, you've been bothered. Though, could the blood be taken from there and the hospital sent it."

"It's okay, so I'm moving fast to get here in time." Jeslyn was proud, hoping that Jordan would appreciate his efforts. He didn't care about who the donor was, the most important thing was to take this handsome, rich man's heart.

"I want us to have dinner with Evan."

"Yes, we're going to dinner. It's important we go to the hospital first."

*

The next day Jordan meets Dr. Dennis went to Adam's room together. Dr. Dennis asks Adam what the reward was before the surgery and says it was a 'Mickey Cruise Ship' ride'.

Febi looked at Jordan's concern. However, he is jealous because of Dr. Dennis asked Jordan for more. In fact, Febi felt he was the most entitled to be questioned.

"Miss Febi, please, accompany me to go?" Jordan asked when Febi was going home to the apartment and was going to book a taxi.

Febi frowned at Jordan's pleading gaze. He wanted to ask if there was a problem because Jordan seemed a lot of thought, but was afraid it was too personal. "Where are you going?"

"Later you know, it's a three-hour trip. However, we can't take Mia."

"That means we're home at night?" Febi was sure this was no trivial matter.

Jordan nodded slowly. "Please, Miss Febi?"

Febi thought for a moment. "So, six hours back and forth? Long time too, yeah. "

*

The car stopped near Jordan's house. When the two male servants opened the car door, Febi exited with her constantly glued to the helicopter. He was shocked as from behind someone grasped his right hand.

"What is the three-hour drive you mean by using a heli!" Febi almost shouted because she was happy to mix in confusion.

"Yes." Yeah." Jordan embraced Febi and the long hair flew. He asked Febi to bow a bit and then directed to the heli door. He shouted in the middle of the engine noise. "Be careful!"

Febi gaped and her adrenaline increased as soon as the heli door was shut from the outside, by the person wearing headphones. The noise is slightly reduced.

Febi's eyes turned glued to the handsome pilot's face. For his rare size, he was so attracted to the man in the pilot uniform. However, his vision suddenly turned dark and was blocked by the musk-smelling palm.

"Why are you glaring at that man until your eyes come out?"

Febi shuddered at the whispers in the ears. His hand pulled that big hand away from the face.

"Get your eyes!"

"Mmm?" Febi did not dare to turn her head as she realized Jordan kept looking at her from the side. He hated that heavy breath.

Febi's body stiffened as Jordan's left hand pulled on his chin. He was worried and did not want the kiss to happen again.

"What's so exciting about the pilot?" Jordan is upset to find Febi more blatant looking at his men, pulled the woman's chin. "Agggr!" Jodan grimaced as he pulled out his hand which was aching from the bite of a rabbit tooth! Hands into the air.

"What's the bite?" Jordan clucked then glanced at Febi who was hugging her own arm.

"Let's know the taste! You are strictly forbidden to hold my face from now on!" febi grumbled with adrenaline rising.

"You're also forbidden from glaring at the pilot!"

"Why?" Febi was now hugging the bag on her lap.

"Because he's my man!" Jordan sat more upright and folded his hands in front of his chest.

Then one corner of the man's lips lifted until it formed a grin. Since when did people pout became something fun for him.

A dozen minutes passed as Febi continued to look out the window without turning her head and made Jordan itch. "Can you hurt, loh, his neck?"

"No, tuh!"

Jordan moved to the seat in front, which faced Febi. "Sugary," called out to her in a voice like a half-teasing child. "Are you not responsible?"

"For what?" said Febi ketus while glancing a moment forward and then throw face again.

"Because of you, two nights I can't sleep?" Jordan is getting itchy not to flirt because of the reddened cheeks and pout it. He smiles to himself.

"That's your business."

"Loh, your business too? Because you're the one who made me lose control" he said with a little insinuation. Jordan pulled out a packet of candy and ripped off the end. Stuffed the yellow candy to the tip of Febi's mouth.

She sucks sweetness, feels like her favorite candy. "Did you like this candy, Jo?"

"Why, Febi! You're starting to wonder about me, surely?"

"It's normal" said Febi lazily. He observed from the shape of the man's nose and lips that looked very similar to Adam's.

"If we were married, would you agree, wouldn't you?"

"Did?!" Febi's shoulders are shaking. "I'm not interested." Febi's view dimmed. His heartache on Mike came back to the surface.

"Miss Febi, it's important for boys to see the right models of male behavior. No matter how hard a mother becomes a father, she cannot be a real father."

Febi frowned. "Yes, I know."

"The apparent absence of men in the family .. leads to a lack of balance, loh." Jordan quipped.

"Did?" Febi bent her lips. "Eh, there's Logan, really!"

"But if boys receive too much 'female' energy in attention, guardianship, and outlook on life. That's not good either."

The plane cabin suddenly cramped for Febi. "Mrs. Jordan, every family is different. Some children live with their grandparents; some children live in orphanages; and some children have two fathers and no mothers at all, as well as in my position."

"So, you accept the situation but don't care about Adam? He clearly lost a father figure in his critical growth period?"

"Well, can you please shut up?"

"He's a kid? Can his mind be disturbed? He should focus on healing or preparing for his own future. However, you have burdened your own son, whereas I've told you, if you can cry in front of me then just do it, not in front of Adam-"

"Excuse me, it's a personal matter!" Febi involuntarily gripped both knees of Jordan. "Stop, meddle in my family affairs. You've crossed the line, Mr. Jordan!"

"Mrs. Febi?" Jordan took a deep breath. "They also need to rely on a father figure to provide a sense of security, not only physical but emotional."

"Oh, yes, I've been watching him well." Febi tapped the tip of the shoe onto the iron plate feeling bored at Jordan's lecture.

"A child also wants to make their father proud, then if there is no father, where will they complain?"

"In fact, research shows that when fathers are compassionate and supportive, it greatly affects a child's cognitive and social development. It's the same way we instill a sense of well-being and overall confidence."

"Then, what should I do, huh? I'm divorced from someone I love very much, Mr. Jordan!" Febi frowned and felt the heat in her eyes.

"Don't get me wrong," Jordan's voice raspy. "The most important thing for me is to give a better life."

"You can take care of your own life." Febi faced Jordan with her hands folded in front of her chest.

"There is nothing more important than ensuring the perfect growth and development of my CHILDREN. Children, Mrs. Febi, did you hear?" Jordan with a fierce face takes off the tie and pulls off the collar.

"Yes, it's your children's business, of course" said Febi stammered. Coldly enveloping Febi's body looked at Jordan who was stretching out a blue tie.

"My son, yes my business. This a-pa!" the word Febi rose up along with a single tear that fell on the cheek. He moved his two hands far apart, but the tie to his hands was too tight.

"Why should you tie me up?" Confusion and fear filled Febi's face.

The fog covered Jordan. He moved to sit and now side by side. "Let me tell you the truth."

In shock Febi turned left at Jordan's blank look and the man's mouth muttered. He retreated to the cabin to see Jordan's face. Jordan's voice just got so faint. "What did you say?"

"Adam and Mia, my real children." Jordan smiled with a sad face then Febi's breath turned like asthma.

"Bo-hong," Febi's voice choked. With his tied hand hitting Jordan's shoulder.

"Dr. Dennis told you about the truth that Adam wasn't your son. He was so worried that he asked me to monitor you. However, after I took my stem cell match test, it was hard to believe that Dr. Dennis told me that Adam was my son."

The man grabbed the phone from the suit and shifted the photos. As soon as Jordan showed the phone screen, Febi's punch stopped.

The woman's head stuck forward, again something she hated the most. The DNA letter that always traumatized her.

Eye color, lip nose shape, Jordan curly hair that looks like Adam and Mia. It was like the most horrible thing for Febi.

The woman thought she had plenty of time to be with Adam and Mia whom she grew up with. But now he thinks Jordan will bring the only last strength of his life.

Febi's shoulders slumped, her body suddenly losing weight. He's lost his balance. His eyes were blurred by the black spot. The dark spot spread and everything went dark.

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