My Kenzo
Second Season: Cut

Consider it a holiday for him, one by one the dough that has been expanded begins to fry. The oil used? Not palm oil, but pure coconut oil, coconut oil is much healthier. I want to bake cookies to make brownies. But considering the electricity in the rented house was low power, Amel undoes his intention.

Donuts of various toppings with brown fillings, green tea, and strawberries are made by him. Deftly? Amel won like that from before.

"Mama," Febria who smelled the aroma of pure coconut oil blended fragrant fruit jam topping as if impatient.

Vanya helped him make donuts smile, fry one by one."I think you're an unusual career woman with kitchen affairs." she said.

"I used to be a poor student with a low GPA. I weigh 95 kg, work while in college, in order to save money and still be full, I have to be good at cooking. Storing the cake so that it can be eaten for days," Amel smiled, kneaded the dough, then shaped it.

"Don't joke..." Vanya chuckles, not believing about the life of the beautiful and intelligent career woman before him.

"I'm serious..." Amel laughed, "If you think this is because of Kenzo. The worst moments of my life, my brother killed my stepfather, for nearly abusing my sister. Just living in a little tenement house, with a daughter abandoned by my best friend,"

"He was suddenly there, helping, torturing me, oppressing me, and teaching me many things. Somehow he even likes a fat Dugong with a weight of 95 kg.." he continued, laughing again.

"Then what happened?" Vanya was more interested, as was Febria who listened to everything.

"I refused him.where there is a handsome prince who will love monsters. But gradually everything was different, he showed his sincerity. Makes me happy, cause I'm fat? Actually because every sad I can't stop eating. Knowing and remembering makes me happy..."

"Therefore. I can only keep remembering it, thinking it was beside me. To make me feel happy, to embrace her..." Amel stopped his words, took a tissue, wiped his tears.

"Thank you, because you guys, me and my kids can see it again." he continued.

Vanya just smiled, "Thank you, don't take it from us..."

Ferrell suddenly walked in, thrusting his phoncell at Amel."Mama, we got caught.." he muttered.

"Knowledge!?" tanyanya did not understand.

***

Hugo's actions, that's the information provided by Frans. News of Kenzo's death spread rapidly, like a fire burning dry wood powder.

Even 7 years ago, the young man was gone. His wife has been on behalf of her late husband. All their lies exposed, Kenzo has died from 7 years ago.

W&G Company's stock price dropped, as evidence of Kenzo dropping into the sea spread. However, the stock price was quickly controlled by Joe, Elisha and Elina assisted Lorenzo who was at the headquarters.

Amel was silent for a moment, sighing violently, after contacting Kenzo, to get to Damian's house immediately, thinking how to plan ahead.

"We can't go back to the villa, brother Scott said some business magazine reporters were waiting in front of the villa." Ferrell said with his mouth full of donuts in front of him.

"Mama, what if we show the media Papa's whereabouts?" febria's proposal sits on the grandmother's lap.

"Kenzo's face will be exposed to the media. We should ask your father first. He will agree or not" replied Amel.

Until, a young man suddenly entered, with a black backpack on his back,"Ferrell!! February!!" call him.

"Papa.." They ran to greet the father."Were you naughty while staying here?" her question was answered with a headband, by her twins.

"Kenzo, there's something I want to talk about." said Amel.

The young man slowly stepped in sitting before his wife."What's up?"

"Hugo spread the news of your death. Do you want to appear in front of the media?" tanyakanya.

Kenzo sighed harshly, then smiled, "Then let everyone think I'm dead. Shut up and don't give me an explanation..."

"Why!?" Vanya sighed, not understanding Kenzo's change of mind, who was hesitant and prone to innocence.

Amel did not comment, following Kenzo's wishes. Her fingers sent messages to her children and Frans not to make statements, and to avoid the media.

"Who spread the news of my death?" kenzo asked, picking up one of the doughnuts on the table.

"Uncle Hugo..." Ferrell replied, going up to his father's lap.

Kenzo smiled, his fingers trembling, crumpling the donuts in his hands to shreds, "People who want to be your papa?"answered with a nod by Febria.

***

A young man stared at a row of skyscrapers in his apartment, drinking a glass of wine in his hands that only filled a quarter. His body was wrapped in a bathrobe.

A woman was sitting on the bed wrapped in a thick white blanket. His body was covered in lashes, and some signs of a blow, staring at the handsome face of a European businessman. Tearing dresses splattered on the floor, there were even strange tools that increased women's lust there.

There are some people who have deviant behavior when it comes to relationships. Whipping their partner, tying, hitting, gives their own satisfaction. That's what Hugo did.

"Master said still crowbar. Today we spend time together. Even doing it many times, what if this relationship.." the woman's words were interrupted.

"There is nothing interesting about you but your body" Hugo walked over, poured his wine over the woman's body his lips explored, began to enjoy it. It was as if the body was his wine glass.

"But I'm the subsidiary owner of the company." the woman's words were interrupted.

"really? But unfortunately, you're only good at spending your parents' money" she whispered, biting a woman's neck under her body slightly.

"I can cook." she said quickly.

"I know my ex-wife is a supermodel. You know what he lacks? She's just beautiful, she doesn't have the intelligence. Until it only produces seeds that fail. My son is always third from the bottom." the young man rose again to open the drawer, preparing a safety for later use.

"At first, I thought that by giving her tutoring, my son would change. But the same, even more urgently like his mother. I saw it with my own eyes. Single mothers, being smart career women, who are prettier than my ex-wife, have young children. However, it can help the mother in the company of her deceased husband..."

"Can you be as perfect as him? I want her, want her children, even want to have children from her." she muttered, taking off her bathrobe again.

The athletic body is clearly visible. The woman's hand was tied back, "Kneel!! Open your mouth.." His orders took the whip.

The woman clenched her hands, this was for her career in the entertainment world. And also for his father's company. This beautiful, rich man must be her husband.

"I can, like, give a child and be the perfect wife you want to be." she said, still loosening her head with her hands tied, kneeling before Hugo, who stood not wearing a thread.

Hugo smiled, "I can't believe you're such a petty, narrow-minded cheap woman. The resulting child will also be the same, I better keep your mouth shut!! Because we're gonna try something more fun..."

"Ugh.." he muttered, pulling the hair of the woman kneeling before him.

***

Pissed off? Of course, Kenzo's car had been waiting in front of Hugo's apartment building. Drink a can of red soda.

"Sir.." Someone wore a fairly long wig with a woman's jacket, as well as trousers, trying to smile. A scarf wrapped around his neck covered his jaw.

I should refuse to be a depth collector.so beautiful like this right.

"Tomorrow I must start working. Finish up tonight, I don't want him to bother my wife and kids anymore" he said, crumbling soda cans, out of shape.

"Are we going to kill? Or just cut the banana..." Kevin looks enthusiastic.

"No, it doesn't hurt her mentally. We make him have no desire to connect anymore" he said throwing his empty soda can from inside the car. Entering the recycling bin.

Seriate