My Kenzo
Season Two: I Did Not Accept

One year later...

"Nindy." said a young man waving to pick her up.

The girl began to step up with a smile, returning the wave of her hand. Walking out of the boutique area, Brandon's been gone for a year. Phoncell's number, social media accounts, have all been replaced by Nindy starting a new life. As a 23 year old girl...

"Where are we now?" ask the young man.

"Wish you baby.(as you wish, baby)" he said to open the car door.

"Baby...!? I don't have a father like you" Nindy knitted her forehead as the car began to drive away from the parking area.

Car window glass opened, move on? Is it that easy? His eyes scurried observing Bara (a friend of Nindy High School), who has now become a young soldier. Precisely become an air force soldier, although still in the lowest rank. Remembering that young man just graduated.

"If you hold a pencil, don't hold a weapon." he muttered, staring at the muscular strapping body of a soldier. It looked even more dashing, with a uniform attached to its body. Which woman whose mind is not at complete sight of Bara. Of course except Nindy...

"Do you like people who hold pencils?" bara asked smiling, still concentrating on the highway.

Nindy was silent for a moment, the wind hitting her hair. A young man was pictured in his mind, a young man whose hand was seriously holding his pencil. Scratch the design paper in front of him... Can't!! He's just a jelly nata de coco who's unfaithful.

One of Bara's hands was still holding the steering wheel, while the other, began to creep about to hold Nindy's fingers."When are you going to accept me?" tanyakanya.

The girl let out a rough sigh, there was no thumping feeling like when she touched Brandon's delicate fingers, Bara's hands were indeed different, looking bigger, warmer and able to protect him.

But, tasteless...

"I accept your feelings as a friend." she smiled.

I don't know when he'll be able to open his heart again. After the departure of jelly nata de coco, but here he is.

Until the car stopped in the garage of Bara's house. A big garage, a couple of cars parked there. Destination there? Of course working, Bara's relatives wanted to make a uniform for his extended family.

From the upper class, that's the young man's family, his mother has some boarding houses, and some shophouses for rent. While his father himself was a military official, had several side businesses.

Bugs...

The sound of the car door closing, they began to walk into the house. All the members of Bara's extended family were there, including the young man's mother.

The middle-aged woman who proudly spread her arms,"Nindy.." she said smilingly kissing the right cheek, the left cheek, the future daughter-in-law of her dreams.

"Aunty how are you?" the girl smiled kindly, just a stale.

'This is his son-in-law's candidate?' 'No, just a close friend of Bara's, but they actually like each other, still shy. Ordinary young man...' This annoying aunt, will definitely say so with a timid face, making everyone misunderstand.Inner, Nindy has often experienced similar things, her best friend's mother came to the boutique with her friends or family.

And sure enough ...

"Beautiful, would-be son-in-law huh?" ask one of Bara's relatives.

"It's just a close friend of Bara's." his words stopped, whispered a little like shame or hiding something,"They actually liked each other, just still shy..."

Nindy inwardly tried to keep smiling, starting to bring out her design books, catalogs, notes, and measuring instruments. Wishing to be able to get out of all the people who started to complain about it.

"Where's work?" ask one of the other relatives.

"He has his own business, his boutique has three branches," replied the mother chuckling, proud.

"Not mine, only half of the shares were given by my late brother-in-law. How about this?" he said he was busy showing a suitable catalogue model.

"Your design, everything is good," one of Bara's relatives looked amazed.

"Thank you." he said smiling.

***

"Maybe he's married..." Brandon let out a rough breath.

Plaque...

The area behind his head was hit, "Eat him!! If he says the relationship is over, don't take it for granted!! Tie him up with the word girlfriend status!!" Wilson sighed harshly, walking past his pessimistic son.

"l.iya!! Where are you going!?" tanyanya ran after.

"To house the grandchildren's production machine!! Facing your future sister-in-law!" wilson stopped the taxi.

"G grandson production machine!? Nindy is a woman, not a machine!!" chasing after the father.

"I appreciate him!! Be a good husband later..." Wilson smiled, sighing harshly. Still remembered in his mind, when he divorced from his ex-wife. Not a good husband? He has no regrets after parting ways, having tried to make him happy, has tried to be a good husband. However, there are times when trying will be difficult if his happiness is with others.

***

Boutiques were Brandon's first destination. One year already, he has arranged for professionals to manage his boutiques in Singapore. Prepare everything, until the car again stopped in front of the boutique area in the country.

The clerk he knew looked down on him, a beautiful young man with a better psychological condition. It's like a previously broken charger has been fixed, looking for its phoncell counterpart to charge."Where's Nindy...?" the first question that came out on his lips.

"Emmm... Nindy.." the employee he asked looked down hesitatingly to say. Knowing the relationship of two boutique owners who have now changed status to former.

"Where is he!?" ask Brandon again, in a higher tone.

"In.in her boyfriend's house. People who often drive him home, if not wrongly named Bara. There are a large number of special clothing orders there!!" the employee replied, staring at Brandon's displeased face.

One year.... In one year I was forgotten? Then turn on the air force army that will take him flying into the sky to 7? Can't!! My Nindy should not be touched by another man.

"Where's the address of the fire bar, that bitch!?" trying to keep smiling.

"I..this.." the employee shuddered handed Bara a business card.

***

Upset of course, the gas pedal stepped on him deeply. A lover? That's their relationship, eating cakes together, listening to music together, complementing each other when making designs. Although never really dating because in every place Glen is always there.

Cinemas, parks, even Brandon's apartment. Glen will sit between them. But still, behind Glen's back they can still hold hands.

Forgetting now? Prefer air force soldiers? Military superior's son?

"I don't accept it!!" he shouted, stepping on the gas pedal deeper. Jelly nata de coco is perfectly healthy at this time, with counseling she has done with her psychiatrist this year.

Until the gate of the mansion is seen, a guard is there, "What are you doing?" tanyakanya.

"I want to pick up my girlfriend" she replied from the driver's seat.

"I'm sorry, people who have no clear interest, should not enter." said the gatekeeper.

Brandon sighed harshly, tried to be patient, let out Brenda's voice, "I'm Brenda, from DaNy's boutique, here's my card." said the black belt karate holder.

The guard clenched his forehead, "Looks but turns.." - He sneered, letting Brandon in.

The smile on Brandon's face disappeared. After parking the car, get off his pink car. "Did he like a man full of sweat holding a gun...?" he murmured, anxious considering the ideal type of most women is like Bara.

Seriate