My Kenzo
Season Two: Family

Amel looked at her husband's face, now in reverse. She fell asleep on the floor using her husband's thigh as a pillow. I don't know since when...

The afternoon sunlight, had turned into a thin moonlight that pierced through the large window, the library.

That beautiful face, with a sharp eye. The young man who woke him up is now like Kenzo 7 years ago.

"Both of our children are insulted, this time let me myself learn to protect them." delicate words full of smiles, yet a terrifying cold aura was felt.

"Ja...don't kill ya?" pinta Amel, realizing that her husband was angry.

"No, but comfort me first." he whispered not knowing the situation. Where are they at this moment? The back shelf of the library.

Amel bit the bottom of his own lips. Which woman can reject her husband. Never rough in bed, as if too good at foaming it. Wishing her growth slowly, even always adjusting herself, did not want Amel too exhausted.

Gorgeous face? Rich? If it's rough on the child and wife it's still rubbish. However, Kenzo is different, from before he lost his memory until now. Amel treated him as the only one, a fragile rope supporting his life.

Even to the present day Ferrell and Febria, two children he loved.

Whether who started, the two lips were linked in a state both still sitting on the floor.

The sound of decapitation rang out, until Amel who slightly opened his eyes screeched. Pushing Kenzo, to the ground.

"Vampire!!" his yell.

A teenager with his black hair, pale white skin, black softlens in his eyes. It looked completely different, exposed to the moonlight that pierced through the window."I'm sorry.." said Steven quickly, aware of the indecent actions of his parents, who did not lock the library door.

Fortunately we just kissed, if it has been undressed how.The brain of this child has not been completely polluted right.Inner Amel sighed harshly, grateful they have not done anything more.

"Mama, can you please speed up my engagement with Febria.." she asked, this time not a cheerful look like usual.

"You're it!! When you're little, your feelings change over time... Febria also thought of you as an older sister," Amel sighed, not understanding with the teenager before her.

"Is that so?" Steven bowed trying to smile, himself in the memory of Febria did just end up as an older brother. Brother who suddenly disappeared, in his teenage years might be forgotten, meet another young man who can make him happy.

Forgetting someone who was only considered this big brother...

Kenzo walked over to him, "What's up? What happened to your hair, why was it suddenly colored...?"

"Papa.. thanks, even though papa does not remember it." he said crying sob, clutching Kenzo's body tightly.

Kenzo smiled, "If you want to thank me what about taking care of Febria one day?" tanyakanya.

"No one knows the future, but I will always love you." he said ambiguously, undeniably afraid of the moment. Even to step out of the villa.

***

Damian's House...

Worried? That was how they were, yet the two children did not complain in the slightest, sleeping without AC, even with just an old fan giving off a humming sound.

The bed is a narrow cotton mattress, their two grandchildren even want to sleep with their grandparents. Sleep soundly even though there is no smell of room fragrances are as fragrant as.

The air was still too cold, Vanya sighed looking at her husband who had just cleared up."How'this?" muttered.

Can not buy chicken meat that is too expensive, just tofu fried with flour, and tempeh with marinade spices then fried dry. The vegetables available? Just a meatless soup inside.

Damian reached into his pocket, taking out one last piece of money. Which is only 20,000 rupiah, considering that only the day after he got a salary from the wholesale project of house construction.

"Buy them chickens, enough for them. We eat this alone, tomorrow to eat, we buy noodles, debt at the stall." he said smiling.

The money Kenzo left behind? They have not touched at all. Self-conscious has been making the mistake of lying to her. Too presumptuous? That's their feeling right now.

But unexpectedly, the two children woke up, probably due to the smell of spices from the newly cooked grandmother's cooking.

"Well, I'm hungry." said Ferrell.

Plaque...

Ferrell's fingers, who was about to take tempeh, were beaten by his sister. "Shower first!! Just ate!!" banging Febrian mouth, annoyed.

"You likey? Don't want to eat chicken? If you want, grandma will make it," Vanya knitted her forehead did not understand. High school children are usually more spoiled and picky on food.

Febria nodded, "I like it, we're not picky. In all countries there is friend chicken. But tempeh and know? In Japan and Europe it is classy..."

"I heard from my mother, because there's a lot of rice fields here, there's escargot. Emm .. I mean conch..." Ferrell looks enthusiastic.

"Want to?" damian asked, answered with a nod by his grandson."Later in the afternoon, we go to work together in the paddy field owned by Mr. RT,"

"Yes..." Ferrell smiled, running to get a towel to the bathtub.

The two children actually heard the talk of their grandparents, still pretending to be asleep in the room. Their tears were dripping, not from sadness but happiness. Grandparents and grandmothers who love them.

"Enak..." Ferrell smiled, taking back the still-warm rice, recalling his empty plate.

"Slowly..." Damian laughed at his granddaughter, while Vanya just smiled to get water for her two grandchildren.

Now I know why someone said, Grandma's cooking is best after mom's cooking...

Not because of the price of his food, but a wholehearted heart made it. Demi, seeing us is just a smile...

They were happy with our smiles. No matter the hungry stomach tomorrow...

Febrian...

***

A woman came in, staring at the open door. Carrying a lot of groceries, "Mother-in-law." she said smiling.

"Mama..." Ferrell and Febria both hugged their mother.

"Are you guys naughty?" tanyakanya.

"No they're not naughty, we should apologize instead. Because.." Damian's sentence was cut.

"I know, it's okay they have hearts taller than Mount Everest. It is impossible to be eroded by a glass of water." said Amel knowing his two children who will not be as easily oppressed. Just mentally defeated by a beaver family? Even the son of the prime minister of another country they once embarrassed, for sneering at him about Kenzo's absence.

"You're alone Dava... I mean where is Kenzo?" ask Damian.

"He was trying to be a dutiful boy." replied Amel ambiguously, starting to wash dirty cookware.

The daughter-in-law of the upper class who never complained, never humbled them that's Amel. The grandchildren who loved them without whining, smiled at whatever was given were Febria and Ferrell.

Kenzos? All given by the young man, the young man who loved them even gave a love that far exceeded Dava.

Is this the wish of his late son? I don't know, but it was Dava's men who led him to find Kenzo. Youth who give happiness in their old age.

***

A filial son? Elsewhere, a young man walked in carrying a letter of recommendation from one of the companies that worked with W&G Company.

His goal? Of course the HRD room of the company. Wearing glasses that seem minimalist.

Tok.dok...

The door was knocked on, "Come in," the voice of a middle-aged man sounded.

"Sit down." said the HRD manager."Your name's Kenzo?" tanyanya made sure, after reading her CV.

"I.iya, sorry if the market name. I am from the village. So a little nervous" he murmured.

The manager let out a rough sigh, reading his recommendation letter from a reputable company, "Your job is in the maintenance section of the building. Follow your senior instructions. Tomorrow start working..."

"Good, thanks..." Kenzo smile.

Walking out of the room, along with the closing of the door, the smile on his face began to disappear, every corner of the place was observed by him.

The tiger is stalking its prey, observing where it should pounce. And which part of the meat is best for the last chew.

Seriate

I once cried, and you held me tight, wiping away my tears...

I once laughed, when my little body made your back as a mount. Act like a cowboy or a prince riding a white horse...

Once I was angry, when I was growing up brushed off your affection. I thought you just wanted to get in my way of being happy...

I once doubted that when you gave me advice, you tried to educate me for my happiness later. Do you really love me...

I once regretted that God called my name. You can never return your favor...

This is all I can do...

Pray to God so that you can be happy through old age even without my presence...

Your son who can't give you anything...

I can smile back, see Him grant my prayers...

Davi ...