My Kenzo
Season Two: Narcissists

"Damn!!" scott, sighing harshly. According to his mother's orders.

The famous university building is visible, slowly stepping through one by one aisle. The campus? Studying formally? That's not his style. Formal schools that he attended only until Secondary High School (SMP), the rest underwent home schooling until now has a bachelor's degree (S1). The cause? His mother, who could not stay in one country.

Anxious and traumatized? That's how they were after Kenzo disappeared. Do not want their mother at any time to act rashly in her solitude. Didn't want Amel to do anything fatal like what happened to Kenzo.

Slowly Scott stepped up, some stunned female students stared at him. Guessing the beautiful young man of Japanese blood is a new student.

Until at the end the rector's room was seen, a rough sigh began to knock on the door.

"Get in.." the voice of a middle-aged man sounded.

The door was opened, a bald man was seen, smiling at him, "You're the one who called me, telling me about the family who's engaged to my daughter?"

Scott bowed 90 degrees, given the status of the man who was however a teacher, "My name is Scott, greetings,"

"Sit down." the rector kept smiling. It was a strange smile for Scott, until the young man sat down hesitantly."Want some tea or coffee?" ask again.

"No need for me .." Scott's words were cut off.

"Please make two cups of green tea for us." he ordered, to the clerk of business, who happened to be there."Wait a minute, I'll save the data on my computer first .." he muttered.

Why this barrel monk? Is he not angry with the thing I said about the Praba family.

***

The two cups of green tea floated, the hairless middle-aged man on his head started to sit down, smiling back at Scott.

"About what I said.." Scott's words were suddenly interrupted.

"You are still too young for my daughter" said Suwandi (Rector), who was mistaken, considering Praba as his son-in-law's candidate to be demonized because of love competition.

"Ter.. is it too young?" the young man in Japanese blood gnashed his forehead.

"I know, my daughter Selly is very beautiful, a young lecturer, smart, being the target of every man. But she's a typical faithful woman." she said with sky-high confidence, boasting her only daughter."By the way, which family are you from? What was your last education?" his question was like going to interview his son-in-law candidate.

Scott was silent for a moment, "I know your daughter must be beautiful. Because of that the Praba family who can betray his relatives, will..."

The rector rambled back, "May she be beautiful? No wonder you're crazy about her. By the way how old are you?"

"Crazy? You may have mistaken. I'm 21 years old I.." again and again, the young man's words were interrupted.

"21 yeah? Selly's age is 31. Love today does not look at age? Even by the age of 10 years you are willing to face a more mature Praba.." the mouth of the rector was quick.

Of love? I don't even know his son. How can you say love. Monk keg this.why he has close relatives Boboho.

"Not so, I just don't want your family one day." Scott's lips stopped.

"I know how the real character of Praba and his parents. But Selly smiled as she told me about it. Can I ruin her happiness?"

"I'm old enough, all I can do is keep all my relics for him. After what it will end up like. The sycophant's family is about to change, or my daughter who ends up leaving with a painful life experience. When that happens, at least he still has a brilliant career and my legacy, later." he said smiling, finally connected cable network, the rector explained everything.

Scott let out a rough sigh, staring at the spreading man before him. A few words can amaze him. Until ...

"So what title do you have!? From which family?" asked the rector again to drink green tea in front of him.

"Bachelor, I'm an adopted son of 8 brothers. My mother's name is Amel Anggraini, my father's name is Kenzo." she explained, thinking the question was natural.

"So my mom's a student of this college?" Scott reassured.

"Yes, after that he's a pretty good guy. I approve of your relationship, so when are you going to propose to Selly?" tanyakanya.

Me where? I'm who? What am I doing? Didn't he just ask about his last education and family? Why so proposed his daughter. Scott face immediately pale.

"Sir, I'm sorry I'm here just to warn you about.." I don't know how many times, Scott's words came back on the sidelines.

"Sir? You call me father. Surely you want to propose to my daughter." he said again smiling.

Scott sighed harshly trying to be patient, "All the students and lecturers on this campus must have called you the rector. Do they all want to marry your daughter?"

With full confidence Suwardi said, "Of course, the young lecturer, beautiful, gentle personality, devoted to in-laws, diligent saving, fluent in English, champion one race eating crackers when elementary school, and, the champion of two district races when Junior High, one of the choir team members during kindergarten, had participated in a parade at the state palace as a celebration of August 17, the only daughter of the campus owner, had been, who doesn't want it." A row of words is like a railroad.

It leaves Scott speechless, knowing how terrible a parent can be to boast of his own child.

My brother Steven, who is an Ultraman, still loses narcissistic.

***

Smelling the smell of food, Kenzo starts to sit side by side with Damian. While Steven just came smiling, "Include me, I'm Steven's adoptive son, Papa Kenzo. As well as the prospective husband of Febria." he said.

Amel thinned his lips withstanding his laughter, while Kenzo who was getting used to just let out a rough sigh.

"Steven don't embarrass me in front of my grandparents..." Febria pulled the edge of her clothes.

"They sooner or later have to know. However, the family resisted, even though these lives ended up disappearing. I'll keep marrying you." she said on her knees giving her a flower she took from the vase.

"Stand up or I make you barren .." Febria's annoyance is really being replaced at the moment.

"Don't, it's our capital to make children later." he said immediately sitting on the dining table chair.

Damian could only smile, an atmosphere that felt warm to him. Similar to when his only son was alive, when Kiki was not yet present in Dava's life.

The boy who boasted his pottery.

'I made it myself, a cup with pictures of mom, dad and me.' said his late son at the time. Showing three cups of his own. With beautiful face detail painting.

Something he still keeps today, it's not why his son isn't so interested in the company. It is not why his business associates, or members of his extended family underestimate Dava. However, the beautiful pottery from her son's labors made her heart feel warm.

The child who will always be his pride, supporting him? Of course, pottery artists were not a bad profession. If only his company had not been destroyed, if only Kiki had not been present in Dava's life. Perhaps Damian will carry out his intentions, sending him to another country to learn more art as per the dreams of his late son.

Her tears suddenly flowed, wiped away by her.

"Dad..." Kenzo smiled at him, picked up the grilled fish side dish, put it on his plate. Food that Damian likes, but rarely consumed, considering the economy this 7 years.

God was too kind to him, sending Kenzo now to him. Along with his son-in-law and grandchildren.

Her tears are flowing again... Mom and Dad are happy, stay calm by His side. Until one day, when our age is over, we will meet again and embrace you... his inner.

"Grandfather, don't cry." Ferrell's fingers wiped away Damian's tears. The face of a child who smiled sincerely at him.

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