My Son is Not My Son
CHAPTER 7: FOR EVANS

Febi is in a state of shock. Although his eyes were closed he was like in space floating. This was the time he felt an uncontrollable glieran.

Jordan sat on the bed. His long fingers immediately held the hand of febi who would massage the forehead. "It seems, you're dizzy? I'm sorry I was presumptuous, we need to take this off while waiting for the doctor."

Adam watched from the side. Uncle Jordan who took off to four of my mom's hairpins near his forehead. Then it seemed, trying to take off the bun that was too complicated until the adult man was confused himself.

"Geekkkk!" Febi held back the burly hand that touched her head. "Leave it!" she was strangled because she couldn't bear the dizziness until she clapped her hand and held her head back. Oh the swirling sensation is getting worse. "Geek!"

"Where's the doctor?" Jordan shouted at his secretary who was just approaching.

"It's at the far end of the complex, sir."

Jordan grimaced in horror as Febi tilted to the right until the woman vomited and a warm wry liquid hit the shirt on her wrist. ****!

OMG. Unbelieving to see the thing just now that made Secretary Li's body stiffen, seeing Jordan's pale face. Secretary Li was sure, his master would vomit! He hurriedly gave her a box of tissues and the master then wiped the burly hand with a tissue.

What the hell ....? The secretary's mouth gawked, his master actually put a tissue on the end of Febi's mouth that would vomit.

Spewing liquid like milk, making Jordan sure, this sight will make him not lust after eating for a week. But, why am I here and taking care of people's wives!

"Master, let me be, please" said the sprightly maid who had just picked up a mini towel from the bathroom.

The towel was grabbed by Jordan. "Take a lot!" The towel was placed on a pillow to cover the vomit.

"Do I have to massage your neck?" Asked Jordan who was grimacing, overwhelmed by the expression of a woman who had not even been met for three hours!

"Sir, it's eucalyptus oil or I alone, who gave it to that neck to warm it up" the waiter said.

Jordan snatched the mini bottle that had been opened without answering the maid. The aroma of semeriwing eucalyptus oil was oozing, slightly suppressing the wry aroma of vomit just now. Jordan smeared eucalyptus oil onto the nape that felt cold and wet with sweat. Then the forehead and tip of the nose of the febi.

"Mama must be very kangen papa," Mia's whining becomes more and more so. He moved his body, wanting to get down from the maid's cradle.

"Cup-cup, Miss. Mama Miss is okay. We're out of the room, okay?" said the maid with a pale face because her master did not like the commotion.

Febi heard her son's cries, but shifting her head slightly made her dizzy. He resigned, including just to open his eyes, he has not been able to.

The doctor came and examined Febi. Jordan went to the bathroom to clean his hands and some of his clothes. Then get out to approach Mia. "You want Uncle, Girl?"

Mia nodded, then floated up and moved to the sling of a grown man. He was silent on the warmth clinging to this sturdy body. It felt a lot wider than Papa Mike's sling. Feels comfortable, the head was resigned to be leaned on the shoulder of the stocky after getting a large hand rub. Tastes, fun. However, upon seeing his mother being questioned by the doctor, he returned as much as he pleased.

"Uncle, would you please call Mia's dad?" Mia with a sad face and was able to tickle Jordan's heart.

"Yes can." Without much thought Jordan turned to Secretary Li. "Hurry to hear what she wants?"

Secretary Li nodded. He exited the room and called Mike's office number. The call was connected to the female secretary of Mike's office, then funneled to his office.

"Hello, Mr. Mike, I'm Li Shaw of Aurora Medika Corporation. Your wife who was teaching at our place, suddenly fell ill and is now being treated by a doctor."

"What .... ?" mike's voice was shocked. "Say quick, where is he now!" Now his tone changed in worry.

"But, Mia cried wanting to listen to your voice. Please give her some understanding so she won't be too sad." Secretary Li was surprised because his master was already behind.

Stone finish Jordan set calls in speaker mode. Mia immediately grabbed the phone with her tiny hands and complained with lips so pursed. When he saw the boy's plump fur was wet and passed by a clear liquid melt, Jordan suddenly limp.

"Papa, Papa, please mama-sick! Papa pick up mama, Mia's scared, mama's sick!" Mia whined, making Jordan and Secretary Li look at each other.

"Calm down, Papa will be there now, son. Mia don't cry anymore, this Papa wants to pick you up. A patient child beloved by God. So, Mia's patient, now give the phone to the uncle, huh?"

Mia hugged the neck of the adult man holding her after the phone was taken over by the owner of the phone. He felt comfortable in a good-natured sling.

Jordan was either amazed or confused when he felt the warmth of the tiny body in his carrier. So light. It's delightful. My heart is warm. Is it like having a daughter?

Meanwhile, another febi boy, who was standing by the door saw Mia being carried away. Adam also wanted to know what it was like to be carried by Uncle Jordan. However, he could only remain silent.

Now Adam was angry with Papa Mike, but his heart suddenly hesitated to hear papa coming. Perhaps, if papa carried me, I could forgive papa and would not be angry again.

The doctor came out of the room and talked to Uncle Jordan. Adam slowly climbed onto the bed and sat down beside his mother. "Mama, Papa Mike will pick us up. Mama don't get sick anymore, yeah."

"What-" Febi's eyes instantly opened in disbelief. Without daring to move his head, he twisted his eyeballs and stroked Adam's hair, whose face was bewildered.

Really, what Adam said? Mike actually picked up the phone? Yes .... I also ... still believe that he cares about us! Inner Febi with lips trembled and slowly formed a smile.

The longing whack of heart, wanted Febi to immediately see Mike's face, clutching it tightly. Wishing to get together again, because these two weeks have been very torturous.

"Which mom is sick? Adam incandescent, huh?" Adam touched my mother's forehead with his tiny hands.

"The heartache of Mama, dear. But no longer sick, because Papa Mike is going to pick us up, Yeah son," Inner Feby. He has to recover quickly, lest Mike be sad to see him like this.

"Mama just needs to shut down for a second, son. Don't worry" Febi glanced around without moving her head. "Where is adek?"

"Jordan's Uncle."

"Mrs. Febi, papa will bring medicine for Mrs.Febi," said Evan with an anxious look and stood beside the bed m "Mrs. Febi recovered quickly, yes, then played with Evans again."

"Thank you very much, Evan." Febi stroked Evan's head gently.

"What the fuck?" the voice of a woman came from the door. He glared at the two female servants and spoke loudly. "Get out!"

"Mommy, Mrs. Febi's sick." Evan approached his mother who was already standing two meters in front of him.

"Evan, come!"

Not yet had Wvan shifted, two female servants and one male servant who was near the door, also Adam and Evan were surprised at the flush of clear water from the glass that had just been achieved by the adult woman who made the upper clothes of Febi and Adam wet.

"How dare you act sick? Do you want to tease Evan's dad, huh? Don't dream!" Jesslyn in a cynical voice made Febi sit up and hug the curly-haired boy.

"I'm not who you think I am, Miss Jesslyn-" Febi ignored the earthly sensation that felt swaying, the more gripped the trembling adam.

"How dare it be, if not, then what is it!" Jesslyn throws the glass as the woman shifts to the edge of the bed. The sound of the glass breaking did not stop his rage.

Afraid of punishment, the male servant retreated slowly and looked for his master who was no longer there. The waiter reported what he had just seen through an ear piece.

"I invited you here just to help him learn. This is not knowing!" Jeslyn, who was wearing heels, passed through a shard and pulled Febi's arm up to her feet. "You're just a lowly teacher!"

Adam slipped out of Febi's hand and fell onto the mattress, while Febi fell to the floor, losing balance, and then struck a shard.

"Agrr!" Febi held a sting in the leg. Sensing the movement of his son down to the floor, Febi crossed hands. "Don't move, Adam."

"You want to act again? It was intentional to get my husband's attention!"

"Mama, don't be mad at Mrs.Febi!" pinta Evan started as much as he could.

"Enough!" jordan's voice was firm though not too loud. He dropped Mia from the sling. Everyone of the house turned pale looking at the newly-entered Jordan with the most domineering aura.

Feby rests on the floor to maintain balance, while the other hand still holds Adam.

"You okay?" Jordan had already crouched down in front of Evan and grabbed onto the body of his frightened son. His hands clenched, because Jesylin did not keep the attitude in front of his son until it made Evan's body tremble. "Papa's here. It's okay, everything's fine, no one's hurting you."

Jordan is shocked to see the blood on Febi's leg. Conscience was moved to help but he was reluctant to make things worse. His gaze dimmed so consciously that Adam's eyes were red and watery, looking at him with an incomprehensible look.

"Honey, he's overreacting and pretending to fall by himself. Yeah, right, Evans?" jesylin's voice with pressure at the end, as if asking for Evan's answer.

Jordan stared intently at Jeslyn's eyes, trying to take a deep breath and exhale from the mouth. Then swing your head towards the door, and whisper. "Get out."

A cold chill enveloped Jeslyn's body. But, he did not want to fight. He wanted to kick a febi in the face, but hearing the sound of Jordan's teeth grinding and growling made him hold his feet in the air and inevitably catch up with Jordan.

"They're heading home" Jordan said as he passed Secretary Li.

"Good, Sir." Jordan waited for his employer to leave. He invited two female servants. "Quick clean the blood of Mrs. Febi."

The guest room door was closed and Secretary Li was outside the room, trying to call Mike's office to ask for a cell phone number. However, he was surprised to hear the words of a woman behind the phone.

"Sorry, Mr. Li Shaw. Mr. Mike told me that he had canceled to pick up Mrs Febi. If, you are kind, you can directly contact the parents of Mrs Febi to pick her up yourself. Just a message from Mr. Mike, thank you."

Secretary Li froze. Not that Mr. Mike sounded worried, but why is it like this?Not long after that Febi and Adam came out in wet uniform, but Febi's ankle had been bandaged.

Febi nodded respectfully, where she flanked the twins. "I'll just go home, no need to change clothes. It just so happened that in the car was Adam's clothes. Thank you for this cure I'll take home, Secretary Li." Febi smiled with a pale face, and began to walk.

"Come, honey, go home."

Adam and Mia continued to look at her mama's eyes that seemed unfocused one to the right-one to the left. Where slightly staggered, but still stepped. They said after hearing the news that papa would wait in front of this house.

"Mrs.Feb!"

Febi turned his head when he opened the car door in the courtyard, where the twins were already in the car. He saw Jordan running towards him a little. Uh, his body was suddenly limp and a little unprepared.

Febi's body floated backwards and the face of the casanova was somehow so fast already on it. Jordan's breathless voice and one sweaty hair fell from the tip of Jordan's nose to his cheek.

Jeslyn's hands clenched at the sight of Jordan holding the waist of the teacher. He gets Jordan's warning, while Febi, for him, feels good about making a sly approach. Really, it could not be allowed, he thought regretting his own idea of calling Evan's favorite teacher to come home.

"Please, don't touch me, just let me fall" Febi said, shaking off her hand.

"Hard-headed, just stand up, don't you want to drive your own vehicle and put your kids' lives at risk?" jordan whispered over Febi's ear as the woman's eyes fainted. Embrace Febi's belly, while she shifts, while the other hand opens the car's rear door.

On the woman's seat, the one where the head was thrown backwards was already helpless. Jordan blinked one eye at Adam who was looking at him seriously.

"So, do you memorize the location of your house?" jordan asked while starting the engine. Mia who was already sitting on her left side directly pointed to the car map that read home.

"Mama said that papa was coming, so we're waiting in front, huh Adam?" mia said with an enthusiastic face.

Adam looked up, not answering. He called Papa's number who was still inactive.

"Uncle will take you home, will you?"Jordan looks into the rearview mirror at two cars his men are following from behind.

"Please stop in front of me, I'll call someone." Febi turned down Jordan who was the boss of all bosses to drive her. He was reluctant to owe, but the car felt running and made him more nauseous.

Instead of going home, Febi was transferred to a hospital bed. Even Jordan who carried his own when Febi still continued to refuse.

Jordan is in the waiting chair. Mia stumbles forward and is arrested by Jordan. After the tiny body was pulled back, Mia opened her eyes but fell asleep again, so sleepy.

"Uncle, thank you for bringing my mother, here." Adam looked at the grown man with a sad face. She had even changed into Evan's clothes, she was wearing herself on the way to the hospital when another car sucked on this dry shirt midway.

So this is Adam's voice? Jordan rubbed Adam's back hair. "Together, Adam. Is your dad always this busy?"

"Papa Mike doesn't come home and mom always waits. Mama's sick like this must be because of papa's kangen."

"Not coming home?" Jordan is shocked to the point that his phone is almost disconnected, but is recaptured. Though , earlier at home heard the voice of Febi's husband who was anxious when he said he would come - before finally getting word of the cancellation of Mike's arrival.

What kind of husband does not care about the news when his wife is sick. Why did the responsibility go to the in-laws? Jordan thinks something's wrong.

It was dark when Jordan's car stopped at the mansion he said Febi was staying in with Mike. Jordan parked Febi's car in the lobby, after parting, he got into a Toyota Camry.

The man looked seriously at the passing street, then said to Li Shaw who was driving. "Let's know in the future what Mrs. Can febi stay professional? If those personal issues will affect his performance in teaching Evan, then look for other, more reliable instructors."

"Are you serious, Sir?"

"I don't care even if he's a special recommendation from California's Dr. Montessori special school education, but if he's unprofessional, what for?"

"Good, Sir. However, how do you know he has a problem, when I am still gathering the truth?"

"A husband who does not go home for days, while the distance of office and home can still be reached. If it wasn't just because of the problems in their lives, then what else?"

"Sir, today you care too much for strangers." Li Shaw raised one corner of his lips.

"What do you mean say this, hs?"

"none. But, it's like it's not just you."

"That's for Evans. Evans used to call that woman till it made my skin hurt." Jordan exhaled a rough breath. "Supervise the twins, if there is a change in behavior in the negative direction, immediately keep away from my son. Immediately separate yes, or move the twins to another school."

"I don't think it will, sir? Not that, you yourself also realize Evan we started a lot of inspirational, talkative, although still in the scope of the closest people, but that's since knowing Adam and Mia, right. I think the chatty little girl was able to lure Evans to inevitably answer Mia's questions who always wanted to know about Evan."

Jordan exhaled a rough breath and one corner of his lips lifted up, with a hold of laughter. "True, my son has undergone many changes."

Evans was kidnapped at the age of three

Jordan manages to make up for it with some money, but is unable to catch the culprit. Then, his son became often withdrawn and frightened to see strangers. After investigating through some kind of therapy, it can be concluded, if the son saw the cruel torture that is not for the consumption of children. In fact, what his son drew was terrifying.

Gradually, the therapist managed to reduce erasing the frightening memory in his son's mind. Although, still several times Evans screamed hysterically due to nightmares and fever.

Then Evans began to show normal behavior after lately often playing with the twins. Therefore, he immediately agreed when Jesylin asked to bring Evans' favorite teacher home. It was nothing but to restore the confidence of his son.