My Kenzo
Season Three: My Secretary

Sunlight entered the window of his office. The young man's eyes opened perfectly, smilingly staring at the face before him. The eyes, nose, lips, skin all belonged to the little girl he was waiting for from the baby. Drowned Febria in his arms. I want to feel this comfortable for longer.

"I love you." he said hugging a body that only wrapped in his oversized shirt.

It was a really warm day for him. Closing his eyes was still pretending to be asleep. Feeling the movement of the little girl.

"Eff..." Febria slightly moved starting to open her eyes, "Handsome," she muttered smilingly.

The chest of the young man's field was touched with his index finger. Making sure Steven's still sleeping well. A mischievous smile was seen on his face sensing the absence of response.

One kiss landed on Steven's forehead, there was no movement yet. Until the bad girl did more. Quickly kissing both cheeks and even chin, boils down to a kiss on the lips, like a thief who does not want to be caught.

However, unfortunately his lips were already stuck held. The young man opened his eyes, then closed them back enjoying those aggressive lips, full of greed.

His tongue broke through, tempting Febria to retaliate. And it was true that slowly the pair of eyes closed. Playing each other's tongues, not just in the mouth, from the outside is still wrapped around each other.

A really comfortable feeling, cuddling on a not so big sofa. Without realizing it that was washed away in his kiss, out of nowhere. Steven was on top of his body, still clinging to his lips. Release the tie, throw the origin on the floor.

Jas was also thrown in, without letting go of their link.

I don't know when I'm my age. Should I do it now? Leaving a child for you, before our marriage ties.

Febria's body stiffened when Steven's fingers began to grip her body. Foaming it in touch, gently massaging the sensitive area of the top that is still wrapped in a shirt.

Febria was completely lulled, knowing where this feeling would lead to. Until the finger was about to unbutton his shirt, Febria stopped his hand.

Steven smiled, releasing his lips, "Sorry,"

"Ki..we are not married! Just dating no, a. I," his words were cut off, his forehead was frowned upon by Steven who instantly rose from the top of Febria's body.

"It's my fault, I'm sorry." words from his mouth, still smiling, not looking disappointed there, walked towards the bathroom.

Febria sighed harshly looking at Steven who had closed the bathroom door.

***

The young man who was enjoying the swift water shower hit his body. Slowly smiling,"There will be a donor, if there is none, better this way, it will be easier for him to forget me.." he murmured.

A few hours passed, Steven had now put on his change of clothes. Meanwhile, Febria was bought clothes, by one of the female employees on Steven's orders.

Worked back as usual, as if nothing had happened. Sometimes the girl glanced at him. His mind wondered if Steven was angry because he refused to do so?

But no, at lunch the warm atmosphere again felt. Steven bribed her, occasionally joking with her. A statement of love that he repeatedly made. When lunch is over, they go back to work.

Steven's face is no longer pale, today he drove Febria back to his apartment. The car started driving away from the office building.

"Today I will meet him" he said, focusing on the road.

"Who?" Febria began to open bottles of fruit-flavored drinks, then drank them.

"My girlfriend.." The answer.

Phoe...

Instantly the girl spouted out the drink that was in her mouth, coughing."Ka...you're really going to find a boyfriend!?"

"Si... Who is he?" febria asked trying to smile.

"Fransisca Meralat, a movie star, maybe you see her on television a lot. He's crazy about rich young entrepreneurs, wanting to squander crazy rich money" Steven replied, glancing slightly at Febria.

The spanish body guitar? Goddess of plastic surgery? Adult movie star!? The rotten seductress. Febria's face was smiling, but her heart was hot imagining Steven would be wooed all-out to get married.

"Ke... Why should she!?" tanyakanya.

"Because he's a controversial celebrity, it often makes trouble. Although I've never been on TV in person, it'll be easy for people to know I'm her lover,"

"You're worried? Take it easy, I provide complete security for him. Pay problem, although she does not know just being a pretend boyfriend, all her needs will be met, including her lifestyle. As long as she's my girlfriend." she continued.

Febria laughed, rather pretended to laugh, "You're right, I'm worried about her,"

The girl, clenching her hands, wished that the real person named Fransisca would die while being Steven's girlfriend. The cause? Of course the football lunge, being an actor, was once caught following online prostitution. There is no positive image of a celebrity named Fransisca Meralat.

It is certain to get a man like Steven as a girlfriend, he will never let go. Although Steven asks to end their relationship someday, maybe Steven will be charged with saying he is pregnant, in order to get the status as a legal wife.

No more talking, Febrian heart is already hot. The wife status of a Steven would soon be owned by Fransiska. A lot of things were in his brain. Until it does not feel the apartment building where it lives is visible.

Steven walked out first, then opened the door. Such a sweet young man, "Until the apartment, drink this. Take care of your health." he said giving vitamin C.

"Steven, I.." his words were cut off, Steven kissed his forehead.

"I know, you love me, right?" she said smiling, ruffling Febrian hair.

This time the girl did not argue, she really loved Steven. Cowering alone, the young man looked back into the car. Drive the car away from the apartment parking lot.

***

Slowly Febria stepped up the elevator, tracing the hallway until finally it reached her apartment unit.

The access code was pressed, the door was opened, the apartment was visible as well. Febria walked clean herself, soaking a few moments in the bathtub. Her mind was empty, like a wife allowing her husband to remarry. Until rinsing himself under the swift shower is also useless. Steven's shadow will be tricked.

The woman is a Spanish guitar, which creeps on the bed with only two thin sheets of cloth, a honeymoon-like necessity that covers her body. Even those two thin strands of cloth did not cover perfectly. Challenging any man to taste his body.

"Darling, we're lovers now. Don't hesitate." words from Frances' mouth in Febrian imagination. Blinking one eye, asked Steven to get on his bed. The man who will immediately take off his clothes.

"Why am I delusional" he murmured, laughing to himself.

But his heart felt unbearable. Until the shadow comes to pass, the boyfriend pretends to end up being a real bride, walking on the altar promising to live his life in front of everyone.

Febria's face instantly turned deathly pale, "Ultraman br*hsek is only mine!!" he shouted excitedly, immediately putting on his bathrobe. Clean yourself up, wear clothes like a secretary.

With thick glasses and hair rolled up. Her hopes? Will protect Steven without making any suspicions in Fransisca. The geeky secretary who always follows her boss is who she is today.

Like a possessive wife who does not want her husband to marry again. However, that was Febria, driving her car at high speed, after receiving a message where Steven was having dinner this time.

"Don't dream of being able to fight over a man with the child of a Kenzo!!" his screams were full of emotion.

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