My Kenzo
Second Season Bonus Chapter 1
Finally the last guest arrived after the party was over. The Bold Company's car is parked there. Walking fast, with Kristin who is pregnant.
"Will my brother forgive me?" he hesitated to enter.
"Most importantly apologize first, after it will be forgiven or not," said Kristin pulled her husband's hand.
And sure enough, the delayed flight schedule left them until the time the building was empty. Only Amel and Frans were left there. Look at the presence of the last two people who just came.
Gilang was downcast, until now he was still afraid to face Frans and too awkward to meet with Amel. Kristin opened the conversation.
"Amel, I'm Kristin, Gilang wants to see your husband Kenzo. What can?" tanyanya to the points.
"Ti.. no, I'll just go home!!" said Gilang wanted to escape.
"Can't!! Later that night before going to bed you complain again because you can't apologize. Apologize now!!" snapped Kristin, pulling the neck of her husband's suit.
Gilang clenched his hands, gathering his courage erasing his awkwardness, "I'm sorry!! Let me meet Kenzo. To apologize directly to him." he asked.
Frans sighed harshly, staring at Gilang at this moment. "If you meet him, what will you do?"
"I will kneel down, I know my mistake is unforgivable, making Amel have to raise his own children as a single parent. But, I still want to admit my mistake, this is better than pretending to be indifferent," he said solemnly.
"Amel, where's Kenzo?" ask Frans.
"Room 257. He was sleeping. Because all night looking for Steven," replied Amel, giving the keys to her husband's room to Frans.
"I'll wait for him to wake up!!" Gilang began to reach for the room key, drawing Frans' hand as a witness to his apology to the older brother. Not wanting to be pursued with guilt anymore.
While Kristin sighed stroking her protruding stomach. Watching her husband's departure.
"When will the baby be born?" Amel started the conversation, driving away the awkwardness.
"About one this week. The plan will be operated. Put the baby breech," Kristin replied, beginning to sit down, removing her tiredness.
"Normal or cesarean is okay, which is important healthy," Amel walked to take a warm drink in the ballroom that has not been moved. Give it to Kristin.
"Thank you" he said smiling.
Amel began to sit down, next to him, "You matching couple,"
"Not once did I feel like a child saved me" Kristin replied with a warm cup of tea.
"Why a child?" amel asked not to understand.
"She was childish, but gradually I liked her childishness more and more" she smiled.
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5 years ago...
Does it all end beautifully when the wedding is over? No, it's a joy for Kristin but it's different for both mothers. Elvira was the name of Antoni's second wife, while his third wife was Keyla.
While Antoni lives with his younger second wife in the mansion, having ART as well as a driver and a car. She has a daughter from Elvira who was educated in an elite school.
The more successful, the more Antoni looks up. Selling some of his stores, began to explore the coal business. That's when Keyla showed up, becoming his third wife.
His most pampered and beloved wife. Mika was completely forgotten, dead in a state already detached from her husband. Someone who accompanied him when it was difficult to return to Him, when the divorce decree came out first.
There are times when he was swept up in his life, when he found out Keyla liked Gilang, Kristin's husband. Expecting to return to him. A younger and handsome man...
Antoni downed a bottle of beer in his hand. Unable to divorce Keyla, who was pregnant with her child, until her fine white hand that was in contrast to her mature brown skin was stretched out.
"I love you." said a sickening love from Keyla's lips. Unlike a few months ago when Gilang came with Kristin to ask for the blessing of marriage.
Is this the wife he spoiled? I don't know, he's fed up,"Detach!!" snapped it.
Keyla let go of her embrace, looking up at her husband who had silenced her these few months. While her stomach is increasingly bulging, containing seeds from her husband.
"You said you wanted a child from me. Now that I'm pregnant, I need your attention." said Keyla holding Antoni's arm to leave."Ka...where are you going?" tanyakanya.
"Removing fatigue," those were the only words that came out of his mouth, taking the car keys forwarding him in medium speed.
Today was just like the day before, feeling stifling. His eyes shifted for a moment, staring at a woman pounding a toddler, her hands carrying a hot water thermos. "Mica?" he stopped the car quickly. It was like seeing the face of his late first wife when he was young.
But unfortunately, his step down the car stopped, when he realized it was not Mika, and the little boy in his carriage was also not Kristin who was now married.
The woman stopped by the side of the road, reaching for an empty hot water thermos. Helping her husband who is dressed improperly, selling snacks and coffee around.
Antoni was silent, his tears flowing staring at the sweat of the mother who was pounding her baby.
Mika also experienced it, is it so heavy, walking far? The young lady who knew who, passing by him, was wearing thin flip-flops.
The late Mika even survived for three days not wearing sandals. Just to make them enough money to buy food. The first wife he left because of the appearance of wrinkles, the first wife he left because of pain, the back of the first wife who used to be always tired banged his son while helping him sell, abandoned him because he could not satisfy him in bed.
Was his back so tired of helping him sell? I don't know, a wife who feeds her child with potluck food. Had tired, seen him tie the knot with another woman, had tired of being forgotten by her. Until now facing the Almighty before him.
Antoni re-entered his car, it wasn't Mika. But it reminds her of the long-gone Mika, after their status has been divorced.
Mika has been separated from him. Now Antoni is only alone, even Kristin who is always on his lap does not want to think of him as a father anymore.
No direction or purpose? No, Antoni still has Elvira, his second wife. And Airin, Elvira's son.
A few tens of minutes drive, the car drove through the dense urban road. Until at last the house he bought for Elvira was seen too.
A house with a large yard and ART that opens the door for him. Slowly he entered, hoping to get a warm hug, but only hope remained for him.
Airin who was being financed to study abroad was suddenly in front of him."Dad, I'm asking for money." he said, raising his hand.
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