My Kenzo
Second Season: Cakaran
🍀🍀🍀🍀This is not a Kenzo visual, just an example of the shape of a Hatake Kakashi costume that uses Anbu clothing. I'm sorry, if any party feels aggrieved, the picture will I delete 🍀🍀🍀🍀
36 D stuck to him... Shit ... muttered Dava in his heart who was embraced by people's wives. His heart is beating fast, he is also a man although never liked or reacted to any woman after he fell from a Ferry boat.
As his blood whirled, his lower half began to react, wanting to hold him back, yet still one sentence was the wife of the person. The woman's body started to be slightly pushed. Don't want to be hugged by people's wives.
"Ke... Why embrace me? I'll replace it I promise! Even though I have to pay for my whole life." he said raising his voice intonation in panic.
Ferrell began to pull Febria's hand, guiding her to retreat. Squinting his forehead, realizing there were no gunshot scars on the shoulder and an elongated scar on his true forehead, covered in special effects makeup.
Ferrell shook his head at his twin brother's sign he wasn't sure it was their father.
Amel also begins to notice it, but these annoying feelings and hugs, are really like Kenzo. His fingers clenched his lips suddenly smiled.
"It's expensive!! You won't be able to replace it!!" it provokes a fight.
"I told you I'd try!!" Dava doesn't want to lose.
"Well.." the woman smiled, quickly, pulling the white wig that Dava was wearing.
"Basic impostors! It has made me lose a lot still sucks.." the young man's hair was grabbed mercilessly, his neck did not escape the claw.
"I'm sorry!! You crazy woman!! It hurts!!" Dava tried to let go of his trap. Don't want to attack Amel back? Of course, being in trouble with the law, meant wasting time, no one was looking after both of his parents. If he is in jail.
A moment later the strange woman smiled again. Then the look of the face returned to normal."Sorry, I was emotional. You don't need to replace it, it's my fault..."
What's this crazy woman? Why change like a chameleon... Dava clenched his forehead, palpating the scratches that were slightly bleeding.
"Scott, get me 4 million rupiah in the drawer next to the bed, mama's room.." he ordered, start walking up the tissue, like wiping his fingernails. Quickly insert the tissue into the kitchen side drawer.
"I.ltya..." Scott looked nervous, his eyes not turning from Dava, to go up to the second floor to Amel's room to take the money.
"You, here!! Pack the food on the table. Neat packing.." he ordered the waiter.
"Good mistress.." The waiter immediately moved quickly wrapping all the dishes in a few boxes.
"Oh yeah I forgot to ask, what's your name?" ask him to Dava.
"Dava.." he said hesitantly, not understanding the change in attitude of all the creatures in the spacious villa.
"I'm Amel Anggraini!! Amel Anggraini, Orchid which means Orchid.." firmly waiting for Dava's reaction. However, the young man was silent.
"I'm Tata..." Tata stretched out his hand to get acquainted.
"Tatakrama you better shut up and enjoy the dish. Soon your pay will arrive.." annoyed Amel, felt the time to look into the eyes wrapped in softlens was disturbed.
The waiter finished wrapping the food and Scott came down from the second floor.
"Thank you..." Dava grabbed him feeling clueless. He should have been asked for damages for breaking the jar for hundreds of thousands of dollars, right? But why did their behavior suddenly change. Even this woman paid twice as much.
The two young men were still walking away not understanding, until Amel's question made Dava stop his steps."Dava are you married or have a wife?" tanyakanya.
"Not yet.but it's none of your business." he replied still ketus. Walk quickly to pull his friend's hand.
"Good it means there's no need for bloodshed!" amel shouted, looking at the young man who had drifted away, suddenly the woman smiled strangely.
I don't have to hug my honey body, pretend to love her, love her. Little by little it made his life worse than death until he decided to commit suicide... amel murmured in his heart, with a strange smile that kept on turning.
"Mama, is he papa?" Ferrell approached his mother.
"The wound may disappear or be covered in makeup. But blood and hair don't..." Amel took a sewing needle.
"Sorry.this is gonna hurt a little. You want to know if he's papa or not, don't you?" Ferrell nodded, letting his mother stick a needle in his finger, letting out some blood. Then Amel wiped it with a tissue.
"Febria, give me two strands of your hair." pinta Amel smiled, Febria immediately pulled out two strands of her hair given to the mother.
Amel walked slowly, opening the drawer where he kept Dava's hair that had fallen out due to her snapping. And a bit of blood was cleaned from his nails attached to a piece of tissue due to a scratch on the back of Dava's neck.
"Mama, if you have a chance of him papa, why let him go?" scott didn't understand.
"There is an opinion in this world there are 7 people who have similar faces. But DNA can never lie, even though the human mouth can lie." Amel replied full of smiles.
"Sorry, make your birthday party broken. We have to share tonight's assignment, Scott and Steven go investigate the man who hired a lot of women tonight using Kenzo's name. Make sure he's your dad or not..."
"Mama's going to the hospital, doing a DNA test. Don't worry, if the cosplayer is your real papa, he should be back in our hands" he continued with a small smile on his face.
Can feel the sensation of body touch and the nature of the annoying, oppressor, do not want to lose the same. But a DNA test would make it impossible to evade.
"Mama, but the cruel mama also clawed at the back of her neck?" Scott clenched his forehead, holding his laugh.
"If he's your papa, mama's clawed him more. He even had a chance to grimace while taking a bath." said Amel smiling sinlessly biting the bottom of his own lips, remembering his first night.
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Meanwhile, in an online taxi Dava had booked, the young man felt the back of his neck. Feeling a strange thing, his back was ever scratched by someone?
"Please accompany me until I die." the words that come to her short memory. Kala tasted the body of a woman, I don't know who it was. The woman who keeps moaning in her arms.
"Kiki? I once asked Kiki to accompany me until I die!? I was really crazy back then." he muttered with a pale face. To think that the woman in his short memory is Kiki. Everyone says that, before forgetting all his memories, he is only in a relationship with Kiki, Dava's real ex-fiance.
But somehow this memory feels more intense. The body of a person he controlled in flowing tears, as if the only precious treasure he possessed.
It was not Kiki. His heart said so.
Seriate