
Leon went back to check the report, wearing his reading glasses. His hands were raised, about to drink, the vitamin C drink that Nila brought.
Unexpectedly, Kenzo suddenly appears before Leon, seizing his drinking glass.
Prangs...
The glass slammed the child until it broke into pieces, "My gratitude to Gilang. My last gift before going to the orphanage tomorrow." she told Leon.
Leon was stunned, a little or no he might understand, "It's night, sleep..."
The boy nodded, walked away, this was his last favor for the family that raised him, precisely at Gilang the only person who considered him a big brother. After this there will be only revenge.
***
The car drove away from the residence, the car that was only driven by Nila, while Kenzo in the back seat complete with his suitcase.
Nila's hatred was already unbearable, in the child who should have been under her to the orphanage. Given what happened last night, wanting a Leon is hard to conquer.
"Is the orphanage still far away?" ask Kenzo.
"Outside the city, I look for you the best, with fresh air." replied Nila, trying to smile.
Kenzo stared at the car window, finally Suki threw it away because she was sick of seeing his face. The face that reminded Suki of her guilt towards Arman.
However, not in an orphanage, the car stopped at a deserted railway crossing, a place far from the main house. A place that feels foreign to Kenzo. "Get out!!" a clapping sound that sounded screech.
Kenzo came out hesitating. Unexpectedly, the impatient Nila pulled her rough body from the car, until she fell. Take out her suitcase, "An orphanage? Our family who raised you is feeling a loss!! You rude child of labor, warehouse thief." said Nila smiling.
"Auntie..I mean madam knows about my parents? What's their name!?" his tan rounded his eyes, holding onto Nila's feet so as not to get into the car immediately.
"At least you should be self-aware, your father was a thief in the Bold Company warehouse. A lowly person like you deserves nothing..." Nila was about to enter the car, but Kenzo's hand restrained her.
"His name!! What's his full name?" she cried, "I beg you!!" continued.
"Arman Wiratmaja..satisfied!?" kenzo's hand went limp, letting Nila leave without giving her due. The certificate that Suki had tipped over, Nila took away, was transferred into her own.
In his mind perhaps, what right does this child have? I should be thankful to have been raised. Still got to get some shops? It was a joke her father-in-law (Suki) made.
Kenzo fell silent a smile on his face, picking up his belongings, pulling his suitcase in search of shelter in the hot sun. Smile? His late father's full name was already known to him, that was enough.
Two years later...
A 10-year-old who lives on the streets, can only gather information little by little, scavenging for garbage looking for used bottles, what he did at the time, in between his activities attended free schools for street children.
By visiting one by one Bold Company warehouse, he hopes to get information on the existence of the graves of his parents.
Visiting the vortex of the tomb of his parents, became his desire. However, things were different, the good boy's behavior had changed, hearing the story of the old factory employee.
How his father pleaded before Suki, how his father had to beg for an extension of time to be responsible for replacing the rags he had not stolen.
How the father died from exhaustion working day and night as a construction worker. How his mother who was pregnant was large, gave birth without the presence of the husband.
A couple who had calmed down there, left their son. The son who now wears, inappropriately dressed, carries a sack containing a used bottle of drink.
The boy was crying, kneeling before the graves of his parents, "Father I'm sorry.I don't know.." he said, who after serving 8 years as a submissive child, after pursuing Suki's affection, after being followed, the man who caused his father's death.
Kenzo slowly laughed alone in the midst of his cries. One by one the names of the residents of the house where he served to remember. Child with a scar on his forehead. The wounds that would be a reminder to her, there was never any love for an adopted child.
Perhaps all the life experiences were bitter in his childhood. Before stepping on success in the end, causing him to suffer from bipolar disorder.
Trying to get revenge? It's all he's ever done. However, he had now given up, loving Gilang too much as the person he considered to be his younger brother.
Till...
A fat girl came to him applying for a job. The strangely obedient girl, CV of the girl she saw, immediately after her acceptance to work.
Kenzo rounded his eyes, recognizing the original name he gave when he was 5 years old. "I found my bride" he said with a small laugh.
One week more to make Amel as his servant. Without saying anything, he approached his face while asleep.
Sweet.... mama has already handed you over to me, can you accompany me for the rest of my life? Not leaving me? Amel Orggraini's...
The young man changed the position of the sofa backrest, hugging Amel's body without hesitation...
I always envy when people can fall in love... Nothing ever pulled my heart... What is this comfortable and thumping feeling of love? If so, I want you to be my wound healer...
Can you learn to love me? There are people who fill your heart...
I'm sorry, but from now on, I won't let you go...
A smile rang on his face, finding the purpose of his life. A precious treasure given by her caregiver when a toddler. Weird right? But that is how he can love only one person as Fero said.
Responsible for taking his daughter's first kiss...
***
At present...
"Grizzly Bear!? Why not buy a giant Teddy bear!!" said furious.
Kenzo clenched his forehead, stared intently at him, "Then do you want why? What because you want to enjoy your body," he said biting the bottom of his own lips, causing a seductive impression.
"No, I'm an expensive fat Teddy bear!!" said Amel flutter, he was undeniably frightened and had a strange feeling of comfort.
For the first time, this seintens is touched by a man, "Sleep.." said Kenzo, peeping his chubby cheeks without hesitation.
Amel's heart seemed to be coming out, feeling his cheeks slightly wet by the soft touch of the lips of the young man he had only known for two weeks. Reflex girl touched his cheek in surprise, but impressed look rubbed.
Kenzo stared irritatedly at her, wanting to kiss her cheek again. Even his lips.
Ripped off? He only ever kissed Amel's cheeks and lips when he was a baby. Even after never kissing another woman again, not having a lover.
And when he found the bride his mother gave him, his kiss was rubbed?
"It sucks!! Let's sleep!!" he said, raising the intonation of his voice. Clutching Amel's body tighter, as if not wanting to lose his only newly discovered treasure.
"Crazy man" said Amel, closing his eyes, welcoming his deep sleep.
Seriate
...Haven't loved me? It's okay, the long time we're going to spend together......
...When people call themselves fat, it's okay. Because I am also a monster that always hides in the dark......
...Even when people call themselves poor, it's okay. Because I'm poorer, just have you......
...It will never change......
Kenzo ...