My Kenzo

My Kenzo
Season Two: Like Father Like Son


Both of the children were stunned. Is this what it's like to be protected by a father? Ferrell who almost never cried, this time cried out all over.


"Sick.." he muttered holding his arm.


Febria, pulling the tip of Dava's clothes, telling the truth, pitting the truth, "He who came first, seized my gulalik. Exchanges for the finished scroll. I just wanted to take it back, because he didn't want to give it. A. I kicked his leg. Sorry.." His tears just flowed more and more, sobbing down full of guilt.


Who would have thought that the two children had been hiding such a fragile side of her. Not wanting to burden her mother, who also missed their father, pretended to be fine. Definitely not, wanting someone for a place they complain to, like their peers.


"Have your son's leg been broken?" ask Dava, step on even harder.


"Agghhh." the burly man, trying to resist. Holding Dava's leg, banging him. It hurts, it hurts really, maybe his finger is broken. But Dava again picked up the trash made of aluminum.


"A..a ...what do you want to do?" tanyanya fear.


The cold eyes, made him tremble. Bigger body and energy? Believe me, when faced with a dense killing aura all would be useless.


A martial artist? Kenzo never had that skill. But sometimes anger gets over him. Not afraid of physical injury or death. A iba? His pity was paralyzed for a moment staring at the bastard before him.


The man pulled out his knife, with trembling hands. Staring at Dava who looks not afraid in the least. His energy seemed to disappear, for some reason, too horrible for him.


A folding knife was about to be attached to Dava's foot, which stepped on his finger. However, Dava smilingly kicked his hand, causing a scratch on his own leg.


The trash can he lifted, was about to hit the man's head back in stout stature.


Until ...


"With...!! What are you doing!?" one of the staff shouted.


Tongs...tong ..tong...


A dumpster made of aluminum, hit the floor. A staff member helped the man stand up...


Dava's consciousness may be starting to return, "What have I done? I can get fired!?" his mumbling squatted down his own hair. He didn't care about the knife wound on his leg.


Mucus!! I should've lowered my head and apologized. Bringing the twins away, did his finger break? What if he asks for a fee to the hospital? What if I was reported to the police? Mother had to wash the blood regularly, how I work later, he muttered in his heart, glancing at the large-bodied man holding his finger, looking broken. Staring in fear at Dava, who was actually also pale, was afraid that the burly man was asking for compensation to the hospital.


"Uncle..." Ferrell hugged her tightly, followed by a Febrian hug.


"Uncle's feet, bleed," Febria looked worried.


"Uncle is okay? We're treating a bruise on your arm, yeah." said Dava, trying to smile, holding Ferrell on his back. Febria walks after him, holding the edge of Dava's clothes, feeling the warmth of a father.


***


Finished just like that? Of course, not all problems end at the police station. It's ridiculous, isn't it? A little boy's quarrel just because the gulali ended with Dava being the suspect.


The muscular man actually includes the upper middle class, has a cement factory.


Damn, Dava's fate is really shit. Down, go through the examination.


Bugs ...


Someone came to beat him on the cheek, a young man who works as an amusement park manager. Cousin of the original Dava.


"I'm sorry I gave you a job!! Boss scolded me this afternoon because of you!! If not for uncle (Damian) pleading, I wouldn't have helped you!! Man doesn't know it's lucky." he snapped, pulling Dava's collar, which also looks irritated.


Looked annoyed? Of course, he had been bowed for 7 years, received a small salary, often even cut for no reason. This is what Romi, his cousin, did. Cutting his small salary, under the pretext of Romi was the one who gave him the job.


"I didn't know it was lucky!! Return a quarter of my salary for 7 years." he said ventured.


"Fucking human!! The ungodly child who plays with his girlfriend, squanders his parents' money, doesn't even have a good education!! What can you do!?" romi slapped his cousin again.


"Just because of two kids, you humiliated me." he continued.


"He can sue you for mistreatment and embezzlement" a woman's voice rang out, entering the room with a smile.


"You who? Don't interfere if you don't know the problem..." Romi stared hard.


Amel began to take a chair to sit quietly, "I am the mother of the twins who were sitting there. Today I leave them to Dava..."


"So you are the source of all problems!! Because of your children I was reprimanded by my superiors." - annoyed Romi.


"Before may I ask permission to hack the playground CCTV? We need to know right and wrong, right?" tanyanya smiled.


"We'll get the license right away." one policeman, move to another room immediately.


"Febria, you can use the uncle's computer" he told his much calmer daughter.


Doubtful and weird? Of course, the boy started to sit down. His little hands moved quickly. Until the tape was obtained.


"Mama..." Febria began to rise, running up to Amel's lap.


"Smart kid..." Amel smiled, stroked her hair."When your well-educated son whines he doesn't want to go to school, and doesn't even want to take a shower. My uneducated daughter is learning to hack the lines of communication" he said with a friendly smile.


The owner of the cement factory glanced at his son, who was difficult to persuade to just take a shower or go to school. Unable to defend or speak.


"This is because of the declining nature of their father. You're lucky my husband is sleeping, otherwise he won't hesitate to destroy your cement factory.." he continued, still smiling brightly.


Dava clenched his forehead, what female husband made him a mistress, so horrible? He'll be looking for more about who Kenzo is. The man to watch out for.


Police officers, looking closely at all the events from the CCTV footage.


"A..I got it!! There is law in this country. Uncle is innocent, he just stood up for me, not hurt with revenge motives. This was also because the uncle had pulled out a folding knife." the reason Ferrell had made, showing the article he was looking for on the internet. Articles that may declare his father innocent. "You can make a visa on me, my arm is gripped to a bruise, Uncle Dava's leg is also hit by a knife..."


His cell phone was proffered to the police, smart sweet boy, inviting pity."Son, when you grow up to be a lawyer" a police officer laughed loudly, laughing at Ferrell who looked innocent and innocent.


The owner of the cement factory clenched his forehead, glanced back at his son who ate a snack while watching a video on his cellphone, "Daddy water.." said the child just had to open his mouth. The father opened a bottle of mineral water, drinking to his son.


"Jodi, have you been able to add up?" ask the father to try to smile.


"It is.." replied the child.


"35+25 how many?" ask the father back.


"Emmm.." The boy thought, maybe forget about the calculator he had on his smart phoncell. But that's okay, it should still be able to use the paper and ballpoint pen on the table to make a stacking count right? But only one answer, "Don't know .." The boy gave up.


Whether my son who is late evolved or the two children who evolved too quickly yes .. the owner of the cement company, again sighed.


"Like father, like son..." Amel laughed mockingly.


***


Nothing happened afterwards, all ended peacefully in accordance with the agreement of both parties. But is it true? Of course not, Scott smiled, stepping on Romi's back.


"He hit how many times?" ask him to Ferrell.


"Two times, not to mention embezzling money for 7 years. Mama released him because going to jail for a few months was too light for him..." Ferrell smiled, putting fruit salad with a skup of vanilla ice cream on top. Remembering Romi who hit his father in the face at the police station.


"Well, your face is handsome too." - Scott muttered, stepping on Romi's face.


"What's your goal!? Why kidnap me? Is it because of Dava, the boy who disobeyed his parents? He's just b*jerk!!" romi asked in fear, but still grudge against his cousin who made Damian's life worse.


Steven walked over to her, holding an ice cream glass, with a dessert spoon in his hand."I just told you, so that in the future keep your attitude. He's not your cousin Dava's brother who actually died 7 years ago. But our father's Kenzo,"


"The playground where you work? It's worth nothing more than a little asset that our father had. So, my advice is just one. rest under his feet, before his memory returns..."


Scott's eyes, turning to Steven, "What did you do to the cement factory owner's bodybuilding?" tanyakanya.


"I? I just sent proof of his company's tax violation. But ... Febrian..." Steven sighed harshly, not understanding as well as admiring the thought of the little girl growing before his eyes. What did Febria do? Contacting Elina to tear down a not-so-big factory.


***


Kenzo's villa...


Dava treated his wounds alone, sighing harshly, from the beginning he was useless. Rivaling the owner of this villa? Something impossible, the young man laid himself on the living room sofa staring at the crystal lamp hanging above him.


Fired? He might be fired. Not having a job, then what about the cost of his mother's treatment.


His eyes shifted, taking his phoncells. Want to know about the owner of W&G Company, the husband of the woman he slowly loved.


Kenzos? Various information is obtained. Despite not knowing Kenzo's face that had never been published, Dava's face immediately turned deathly pale. "I will be killed by a demon named Kenzo. For being his wife's affair." he muttered, imagining a handsome man of his age, preparing a long barrel gun to shoot him.


Until a woman comes to smile at him."Can I treat your wound?" tanya Amel brought a P3K box.


The smile that made his heart flutter nonstop, silently wrapped in the wound on his leg was violently pulled out, as if it had not been treated.


"Yes, I just happen to have not treated it.." the dust just wanted to be noticed by people's wives. Pretending to put on a cold face, but the original, wanted to hold the woman who shook his heart.


Her husband's stupid life is terrible...dead is fine....but does she not love her husband? Where is her real husband...


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