My Son is Not My Son
CHAPTER 8: Being told to choose

"Well, this is for us to understand why this is a fashion technology solution that is in great demand by all fashion companies going forward.

Virtual trial solutions like our MineFit can simplify the shopping experience, engage customers and reduce the adverse impact on the fashion environment" Jordan said, pointing to Kikan's laptop.

"Well, I believe this is what brands and investors look for in fashion innovation investments. Just .... This must be expensive?"

Jordan shook his head and smiled lightly. "Don't worry, it's not expensive. Since this is still prime we will put up half the price, this only applies to your brand, well!"

"really? In fact, this virtual test room caught the attention of big bands and investors. Are you really this good to me!" Kikan squinted his eyes suspiciously.

"certain." Jordan pushes his fist forward and so does Kikan, as a form of tos and approval.

"Then showroom KA will be more popular in the future. Especially among young people, who do not want to bother shopping because this carries the most advanced technology. Even the first in the fashion industry." Kikan smiled complacently and threw himself back. "And it's all because of Big Brother who's cool!"

Jordan codes Kikan to be quiet and he receives a call. The man talked to Evan and the boy had asked to be picked up. After terminating the phone, the usb was removed from Kikan's laptop. "I'm home now, yeah. You're here."

"Did you know the way out?" Kikan laughed grimly.

"That's it, you know, I'm not senile! Yeah, we'll have the next meeting, we'll decide later, yeah." Jordan passed from the lounge on the second floor.

After passing through two rooms, Jordan stopped. The sound of a scream came from the first floor. He looked to the origin of the commotion and canceled down the stairs.

"They're not Michael's kids!" Adi in a standing position finally could not hold back the anger anymore, in front of his daughter who still continued to argue.

"Dad, for whatever sake Febi is not cheating!"

Adi breathed heavily. "Now, just give them to that bastard! Or if not, go to the home! Yeah, it's the parlor!"

Febi's heart ached why would my father say that, even though the twins are his own grandchildren? "They're my children and Papa's grandchildren! Until I don't take the twins off!"

Adi's hand soared into the air, and stopped above Febi's head, clenched to a chirping sound, almost losing control. Adi glanced at Martha who was nodding her head-as if reminiscent of her last plan.

"I don't want to see them." Adi pulled his hand to the side of his thigh, regretfully, he had promised the late mama Febi no violence in taking care of Febi.

"You'd better listen to me otherwise, then I'll stop all help for Adam's treatment." Adi's chest went up and down in anger.

"No, Febi can't be separated from them!" febi's voice was shrill and her throat was hot.

On the other hand, Febi was terrified when the twins listened to this commotion from the room and hurt the innocent hearts.

"Now choose which .. one, I will fund Adam's treatment so long as you never see them again. Two, you can be with the twins, but never see me again!"

Febi was surprised instead of playing dqn her face turned pale like seeing a ghost. "Papa made a choice for Febi?" He nodded with a depressed feeling.

The invisible spear like a new one unsheathed his back until it pierced forward, causing pain until he pressed against his own chest. Really, the one in front of him was the one who said he loved her all this time?

"Do I have to throw away my son who was raised from birth? In fact, I love them more than myself, Dad!“ The woman took a breath with a drag holding back from crying.

Who else can now be expected, after Febi thought father would be a helper and is an entertainer of his heart when divorced by Mike, it gives a difficult choice? Okay, then guys.

"I'll live with my kids, Dad! I'm not asking for any more funding from Dad! Febi will stand him on Febi's own feet. I swear I'll never ask!" Febi with a hoarse voice and a round determination, looked deeply at the face of the father for the last time.

"Febri!" Adi jerked the shoes. He saw his son leaving in the direction of the room. "Febri's back!" Adi steps quickly and wants to chase after her beloved child, but Martha pulls him in the other direction.

"Mas let him go, I'm sure he'll be back." Martha stroked Adi's arm. He himself laughed inwardly, enjoying the quarrel of father and son.

"Do you still not know? He'll be mad!" Adi felt himself going crazy, considering it was clear that his son was holding a clear dew in the eye so as not to fall! His heart was cut because of that.

"If this is not the case, then the father of the twins will use Febi. Already detained, Mas can still see Febi at any time, right?" Martha assured her husband. Though, after this he would make his stepson further away so that the two people would never meet again!

"But .. The twins are sick. They're my first grandchildren? Febi just got divorced, I gotta give you enough."

"Mas already!" Martha leads Adi to the stairs. "Febi right, got a part of Mike. He won't be short of money. If there is a shortage, he will ask you. If he later asks for money, give money but on the condition that Febi must leave his child. Come on, don't let Febi see you sad."

Adi stepped heavily. Yes, the father of the twins, may have an unclear origin.

Jordan walked away from the stairs, his car keys missing. After all, he was reluctant to meet two parents who would go up the stairs and make him awkward. Why should I have seen the fight just now. That's Mrs. Febi, right?

Adi stopped on the second floor. Martha turned around and called out to the two bodyguards. Adi begins to hear heart-wrenching cries from Mia in between lightning and heavy rain.

With her own eyes, Adi saw Febi's arms being pulled by two of her bodyguards. He was about to make a move, but Martha had warned him to be a little firm.

"Didn't you guys hear me, I'm leaving after the rain subsides!" Febi tried to seize her daughter who was crying because she was being held forcibly by the father's bodyguard. Unintentionally, Febi looked to the second floor to the father she had been honoring all along.

"You humans don't have hearts, Dad!" febi shouted furiously. Without Febi knowing Adi shed tears.

Febi exerted all her strength, hitting, kicking violently, but the bodyguard was unwilling to let go of Mia who was screaming in fear. Adam was also stolen.

When he got to the front door, Febi managed to pull Mia into the sling.

"Mia's afraid of Mamaah! Mia scared Aaaaaahhh!" mia's voice grew shrill, but the rush of rain overcame Mia's.

In a dizzying situation like this, even Adam to the brink of causing the woman to find it even harder to think because her phone is dead. He did not know who to ask for help when his own family threw him out.

Mia's cry shrieked uncontrollably, with her hands pointing towards the door as lightning struck in the distance. "Kakeek Mia is scared, Grandpa help Mia!"

"Please lend me a call to call a taxi!"

"Sorry, Miss." The curly-haired male guard pushed Febi so that it toppled over to the paving. The man grinned, looking at Mia pitifully after being bumped into Febi's chest.

Cold water soaked the bodies of Febi and the princess, sharply pounding her face and all over her skin.

Febi rose with heartache. He was shocked to see his beloved son Adam not escape the rudeness. Febi got up quickly, but too late, she could see in flow motion mode as the shocked son's face landed first in the paving.

The bones in his body were like they were being pulled out, he shifted his butt and pulled Adam's shoulder fast.

Now Febi hugs her two children, trying to protect them from the rain with her bag and jacket freshly removed.

His eyes glanced sharply at the bodyguards he would remember his entire life. He would never forgive the face of that bodyguard who dared to be rude to his son.

From the second floor of his room, Adi waited for a long time by the window until Febi finally appeared and the twins passed through the courtyard under a torrential rain shower He turned around and Martha was already at the side. "Why don't you let him take his Yaris! I bought it for him and it's not ours anymore!"

"Mas, believe me, it's for Febi's sake!" Martha was half afraid, she felt Adi's gaze like she wanted to kill him.

"At least, give them an umbrella! Let me get the waiter!"

"But yes!" Martha came out of the room running before her husband got more angry.

"They can hurt!" snarled Adi with heavy breath. She raised Febi lovingly, never willing to see her daughter in distress.

"Am I too cruel!" batin Adi frustrated. He moved away from the window of the room, not daring to see Febi's departure. At least, he was relieved that Martha would give him an umbrella.

Adi clearly did not know the treatment of the two bodyguards that Martha had told her to push Febi and the twins hard.

On the first floor, Martha makes coffee. Fine, let them rain! I don't give a shit. All this time I was too good!

In another room, Jordan took the keys off the table. He asked Kikan who was still closed. "Hey Kikan, do you have a sister?"

Kikan raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Jordan. "Yes, got. Why?"

Jordan was eager to ask, but was undone. "It's okay, anyway. Bye-bye!"

"Sister Jo, please take Evans to the next meeting, yes! But don't bring the grandmother to that drop!" kikan shouted with Jordan's laughter.

Jordan passed the family room. Then came across a woman who might be 50, enjoying coffee. He nodded his head and got a curious look from the woman - who might be his mother Kikan, as they were very similar.

Toyota Camry sedan car out of the yard by breaking through the rain. Jordan, quite overwhelmed every travel in the rainy season, but there are benefits, because the hospital actually experienced an increase in patients.

As Jordan passed through the residential street, his eyes caught three pitiful figures under the torrential rain. After passing for 60 meters, the car slowed down and stopped.

Jordan passed the lever to R and then stepped on the gas, so the car began to retreat slowly. Jordan froze, the woman's blank eyes made her think of the bangs.

As soon as Jordan regained consciousness, his hand immediately passed the lever to P. He got out of the car, took off his suit while running. "Mrs. Febi's? Really, is that you?"

Febi stared intently at the father of Evan Reyes, who had just crouched down and held Adam, where Adam was stunned and looked at Jordan with an inexplicable special look, where the cold water kept flushing their faces. Jordan now covers Adam's head in a suit. "Come, come in first. Why rain?"

Without a second thought, Febi who was in a position to hold Mia, quickly ran and sat in the back seat. Hopefully his son doesn't catch a cold, especially Adam.

It is unfortunate that his sons and daughters because from that time there was no place for shelter or some kind of role. So, Febi intended to reach the highway to take an angkot or taxi. If he knew it would be like this, he wouldn't have taken the twins from school straight to Dad's house.

Water dripped from the clothes and formed a slight puddle that caused a sensation to set in their bottoms. Febi docked, clutching Adam's body while Mia was in the lap. His eyes looked at the two for his frightened heart. So, it's true that his two children aren't Mike's!

"It's just right for Mike not to talk to me" Febi's inner self began to shiver.

In the sorrow that drains his soul. Febi had to think about their future. He let the warm melts of tears and fell over the cheeks, after continuing to hold them.

No one will know. Even if Mr. Jordan saw it, he was sure the man thought it was a drop of water from his hair.

The sound of teeth shaking on the cold Jordan was also heard to the back in between the moans of Mia. The little girl, who used to cry loudly, now seemed to be holding back the voice of fear after the bodyguard's rude impulse and might cause long-term trauma.

"I'll find a dress shop. Hold the cold, a minute." Jordan with a trembling voice, it felt like this body was soaked in an ice pond. He felt himself overwhelmed by this coldness, let alone those little children.

Jordan drives faster, as it wants to eliminate immediately the discomfort they feel. His eyes were glued to the middle rearview on Febi's unruly wet hair .... The bangs .... ?