My Kenzo
For Family

"Stom!! You're home already!? You're a prick." said Alwi, patting Amel's cheek.

"Money!! I need money!! Fatty, you have money right." he said walking into Amel's room not caring or asking about the tiny baby who fell asleep there, ransacking the contents of his closet. Until, his savings book was obtained.

Amel? The fat lady, just went inside the room. Sitting near a small sleeping baby. Fight off? It's not in the dictionary, survival is all that matters. Maybe Amel currently only has cash in his pocket which is only a few hundred thousand. In addition to the money in his savings book which is now taken by his stepfather.

But her and Sany's lives are more important now. The flat type of woman, careful in acting, does not like challenges, maybe that is the biggest weakness of an Amel.

Alwi smiled in satisfaction, stepped out, but Nindy stared intently at him, blocking his path, "Give me my sister's savings book!!" he asked for Amel's savings book.

"A stupid little girl like you, should come with me we'll have fun together" she said, holding her stepdaughter's chin.

Nindy brushed off Alwi's hand, looking at him intently, "That money you will use to hire a night woman and get drunk!! I have more right!! I want to go to college with my brother's money!!" emotional scattering.

"Dare to talk rudely to your father. I'll teach you how much heaven favors the world..." Alwi pulls the hand of his stepdaughter.

Vienna began to cry, trying to release her daughter from the clutches of Alwi's hands."Nay!! Off.." he said sobbing.

Bugs...

Vienna was struck right in the face until it fell, with the corner of the lips spitting out fresh blood. Her cheeks look swollen.

"Don't do anything to my daughter." she cried sobbing, still trying to stop Alwi.

"The wife is ungodly, against the words of the husband." she said taking the buckle, whipping the body of Vienna.

Until whimpering with many reddened lash marks on his body.

Amel leaves Sany, his sleeping daughter. "Mother.." he said, approaching Vienna, who was seen sitting on the floor in a miserable condition.

"Fat, the burden is not lucky!!" alwi's lips, Amel kicked him until his head hit the wall.

Only three women were at home at the time. Either perhaps because of the strong influence of alcohol, Vienna, and Amel were wounded tied up. Meanwhile, Nindy who tried to escape, held onto him...

"Let me go!! Return the savings book brother, I better use it for college!!" lirih Nindy, intending to snatch the book from Alwi's hands.

Prangs...

Some items on the living room table fell, buttons shirt worn Nindy was forced open until scattered. "Dad please let me go!! I know I was wrong!!" her cries, which were beginning to be harassed.

"I will tell you what is called the heaven of the world" he said, biting Nindy's neck.

"Please..." Nindy can only cry trying to fight back. The upper body is almost perfectly open, shirt buttons are released, revealing the pink top underwear.

"Alwi, I beg you to stop, do not spoil his future.." Viennese cries that can only watch everything, bound helplessly tendered on the wall.

The man seemed blind, still trying to enjoy the body of his stepdaughter. Unaware Amel approached him, creeping like a caterpillar. Nibbling Alwi times tightly.

Brakes...

Amel kicked her, leaving Nindy for a moment, still clutching her wrist so hard that she could not escape.

"Darling, sorry your fat brother bothered me" he said laughing, starting to whip Amel, kicking his body nonstop.

I will die here.His murmur inwardly endured the pain, closing his eyes in fear.

Prangs....

The newly arrived Glen hit Alwi on the head from behind, using a vase of flowers.

"Braziest kid!!" Alwi snapped a punch to Glen's face, until he fell down.

The drunken man again tried to harass Nindy, the crying girl sobbing, with disorganized hair and clothes.

Glen could not hold back his anger any longer, staring at his sister who was going to be the stepfather's meal, the wooden block was taken away. Hitting Alwi's head tightly, until finally knocked down, spitting out fresh blood.

His hands trembled dropping the wooden beams, his tears began to flow, grabbing the sewing scissors, freeing his mother and the tied Amel. "I killed.." he cried sobbing, sitting limp on the floor. Staring at the corpse of his stepfather covered in blood.

Amel approached him, checking Alwi's breath, but the middle-aged man was indeed no longer breathing. Amel's eyes took a look, observing his chaotic-looking half-brother.

Glen had been holding back for these two years. However, maybe this time the deeds of Alwi can not be forgiven. If the brother does not come.

Amel may have been beaten to death, Nindy's future may also be destroyed as a result of being the impingement of his stepfather's lust.

Her hero? Can a murderer be called a hero? In fiction, maybe yes. However, this was the real world, Glen could only bow down, extending both his hands to be handcuffed when the police officers arrived.

The young man's future is shattered, in order to save his mother and two younger siblings. Amel cried sobbing at that moment.

His mind was in pain, his mind was in disarray, yet there was still a glimmer of hope for him. Amel immediately grabbed his bag, activating his phoncell which he had turned off one month on purpose.

Jemari's hands tremble to contact Gilang to help her help her brother in the trial later. Send a message to his best friend who comes from the top.

'Say I never asked for your help as a friend, but can you help me this time. This may be my last request.'

That is the message sent. A few minutes later Gilang's number called him back.

"Hallo, Ndut me.." The words from across there were cut off. Alwi's extended family was suddenly in front of him. Amel's hair was grabbed, his phoncells slammed to pieces.

"Based stepchildren do not know they are lucky!! Your family's murderer!! Your brother killed my son!!" he shouted an old woman, before finally the police came to injure the families of the victims and suspects who still have links.

Amel could only look down while crying, picking up his shattered phoncells. Wrongly? Killing is a wrong thing, a very big sin. However, Glen only intended to protect her, Nindy as well as their mother.

***

Amel gontai steps, staring at his brother behind bars bowed with a pale face.

"Amel? You all right?" Glen slowly stood up, palpating his bruised sister's face.

Amel shook his head, "Sister, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come home. Nindy was almost harassed for fighting over my bankbook.." Amel's tears were not held back.

Glen tried to smile, holding back his tears that were about to flow, "It's okay, it's not your fault. Sooner or later this will happen. Amel don't cry, look! Brother is fine," he said softly, wiping away the tears of his bloodless stepbrother.

Amel nodded, trying to smile, "We'll move, the house will be sold, so that Nindy is not traumatized. Brother, I believe if God is fair, a foolish brother will come out..."

Glen smiled sincerely, "I believe if God were fair, my fat sister would be beautiful..."

"I'm hungry..." Amel smiled, taking out a packet of bread. Divide her by two, half for herself and the other half for her brother who is still in the bars.

Smiles comfort each other, behind wounds and aching hearts in this difficult, unjust life...

***

Contracting a house becomes their choice, before their old house is sold. The mother, still receiving the sewing order, occasionally helps Amel keep Sany (a foster daughter of Amel) in a new environment. While his sister was only focused on learning, Nindy's trauma seemed to have diminished.

Amel began to recklessly, looking for a field of work that was not in accordance with his education. Just want to raise money to defend the brother during the trial later.

Difficult to accept, until finally finding another job vacancy, as a waiter. But there is a strange thing, an appointment to bring a cover letter is a private hospital area that is quite elite.

Amel let out a rough sigh, coming in the afternoon was his choice. Because, the salary offered is really high without prioritizing education, certainly there will be many job applicants who are interested.

Strange indeed, the hospital area is crowded with job applicants, but the hospital seemed indifferent. Until Amel arrives at the outpatient room of the interview.

"Get out!!" the sound of a man's clasping sounded from within like lightning.

"Ta. but I can..."

"Get out!!" the sound of that sound sounded even louder.

One of the job applicants came out of the room, bowing in disappointment. Amel clenched his hands, daring himself in.

His eyes scoured, observing the VVIP nursing room that was like a hotel room. This is called pain, feeling the holidays. The rich sultan was indeed different.

A young man was sitting on a bed, accompanied by a man who might be around 35 years old. Stare at him.

"Get out." said the handsome young man, who was sitting with a pale face on the patient's bed.

Amel sighed violently, turned back and came out without any intention to defend or show his advantages.

The young man clenched his forehead, his lips suddenly smiled, "Frans, take his CV he I received as a servant.." he said, making Amel stop his steps do not understand.

"A.. accepted?" tanyanya.

"I don't like, fight or deny, my orders are absolute. You're the only one who'll be out soon, when I say 'out'," said the young man smiling sinlessly. The incomprehensible thought made Amel look strangely at her.

Amel's legs limp, sitting stunned on the floor, he was accepted among the hundreds of job applicants who had come from the morning.

Rich young man, with his strange way of thinking...

Yet... Sultan, rich man, rich man, conglomerate, money talk.he will be my master, from now on.

Not realizing, over time he will be completely oppressed...

Seriate