My Kenzo
Season Four: Imagination and Facts

Almost midnight, bedtime for him. Unceasingly fumbled his own lips whenever there was a chance. He really is crazy...

No, it can't be like this, early in the morning Ferrell should be in the hospital. Until Damian suddenly knocked on the door of his grandson's room.

"Ferrell.." call him.

The young man who had cleaned himself, wearing a full pajama suit opened the door."Grandpa?" he said he gave Damian a path that brought warm ginger tea to enter.

"Thank you..." Ferrell without any manners at all snatched the ginger tea that his grandfather had brought him. Drink it quickly.

"Basic.." muttered Damian only able to smile, laughing at his grandson.

"Why hasn't Grandpa slept?" after finishing half a glass.

"Your grandmother doesn't dare to speak directly to you. So grandfather's own verdict is talking, here's a month's vacation." he asked worriedly, the article during his stay with him. These two years Ferrell just went to the hospital then to the TV station. There is no term out with a friend like a young man his age.

"Grandfather, we talk about this a lot, I'm a doctor who understands health. Get enough sleep, eat healthy foods, not cigarette addicts or drink alcohol frequently. I'm healthy and fine, why take a vacation? Work is a vacation for me." she smiled, reassuring Damian.

A face that looks fresh is fit, but still, a responsibility that is not appropriate for his age. It's too much for a 21-year-old. Even his son-in-law (Amel) once complained about Ferrell being a genius, but was never willing to spend his teenage years well.

Is that wrong? No, but enough to make Damian anxious, what if one day his grandson had a heart attack, or had a personality disorder?

Kenzo is a genius, right? But having a personality disorder. While Amel, you could say almost rival her husband, and the results? They are just as cruel. Thank goodness the two were the son and daughter-in-law who loved Damian.

"Grandfather just gives advice, do whatever you want. But take care of your health, rest if you are tired," he said, sighing harshly reluctant to say more.

Afraid? Of course, Febria was married and lived with her husband in another country. While Amel and Kenzo rarely can return, because they are busy managing business in other countries.

The only reliable ones to stay with them are only Ferrell who has had his own hospital in the country. Not wanting to offend her granddaughter, but worrying about her at the same time.

A grandfather who can only breathe...

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A smiling face, smiling to himself, while reading the lab results and rongen. Sitting in his great chair, he still remembered clearly when his lips came into contact with the lips of a teenager who had no idea what his name was.

His eyes were closed for a moment, the feeling when his blood rippled violently. I want more than teenagers. Ferrell again felt his lips pacing back and forth in his room, like a kasmaran teenager.

I don't know what happened to the young doctor...

Elsewhere, a teenager opened his eyes with a second android phone next to him. Pictures on the wallpaper? Of course Ferrell's image he got came from the internet.

What is clear is that Ferrell gave away about one million rupiah of money earned by the teenager. Android phone second his dream, even though it must be attached to the wall of his living room. Using WIFI neighbors just because it does not have the rest of the money to buy the quota.

What is clear is that this young man is instrumental in his beautiful teenage life. Because it has brought Android phones in his life. Finally, he can be active on Facebook, can search for information on google without opening a book.

Open YouTube? So the loading is what he got because singal WIFI from Grisella's house is not smooth.

But thanks to Grisella and Ferrell who he says are his fiancees. Finally he had this flat object.

This morning is also the same, morning, find a WIFI singal, open a comment on Facebook, take a shower, and prepare for school needs.

"Only bitten by ants!!" that's what he always said when the touch of the lips was remembered. When the sharp eyes with linear water the slightly pale stage makeup was seen, approaching her lips. Like a cold vampire.

Several times Glory slapped herself, imagining just how playboy she was. The young man who kissed him without knowing each other was like a duck.

The teenager in his SMU clothes was ready to leave. Walking a few steps, until the conversation was heard again, in front of the fence of his house.

"Grisella always took ballet and piano lessons. The grades are good too, the sound is good too. And one more thing, my husband who works with the W&G Company, will match Grisella with Ferrell" said Ratna (mother of Grisella)

While Kamila (mother Glory) could only nod in awe swallowing the words of Ratna.

High-level delusion that is getting soaring again...

"You've seen it on TV, right? An artist named Ferrell? He's a young genius with a Doctorate, his own hospital. Grisella's future is assured." Ratna spoke.

Real reality? Her husband is working with a subsidiary of W&G Company which is now managed by Damian as CEO. But for matchmaking, even meeting Ferrell was difficult. Approaching Damian, Erlang (husband of Ratna) attempts to grant his daughter and wife the wish to have a Ferrell son-in-law.

"It will definitely be advised again." murmured Glory had heard her mother gossip. Because of this he and Grisella compete with each other, Grisella who likes to patronize Glory. And Glory who doesn't want to be denigrated.

Until it settles slowly, and sure enough.

"Glory.." Kamila's voice sounded.

"Yes," the teenager stopped his steps.

"Example Grisella, already smart, first general ranking. What level are you at?" tanyanya.

"Two" replied Glory.

Ranked first by bribes, I ranked second by sleep, waking up by books. Already so he took expensive private lessons again.

"Grisella is smart ballet and plays the piano!! What are you smart!?" ask her mother again.

"Smart fry tofu round," answered his son.

Kamila was kneeling her own temple, "You have a boyfriend!? Or acquaintances from the upper class who can be used as a prospective husband. Can you cover your living expenses later!?"

"Boyfriend does not have, if kissing with upper-class men is counted no!?" Glory asked back.

"Have you ever kissed? Kids today!! With who? What a rich man!?" asked the mother to look at the physical child who is actually beautiful, not inferior to Grisella just lack of money for care and clothing.

"With this man..." Glory smiled, showing her wallpaper. It contains a photo of Ferrell. The picture on stage is certainly taken from a screen shot on the internet."Even he gave money to buy a cell phone in exchange for kissing,"

Kamila's enthusiastic face disappeared, turned grim."Dreaming of no heights!!" he said he pulled down his daughter's grey hat to cover Glory's face. Not believing his unreasonable words. Maybe Ratna's words made more sense.

"I'm honest!" Glory raised her hat back, to make her face visible. Then began to set out on foot to school, "This is how the fate of the seller's daughter tofu round in the fry of the 500s," he complained.

Seriate