My Kenzo
Season Four: How Humans Reproduce

His eyes began to open, looking around observing where he was at the moment. His own hospital VVIP. The first thing he was looking for was phoncell, taking it from his nursing room table.

It had been one day he was unconscious, judging from the date and hour on his phone. Ferrell tried to get up, his hands still attached to the infusion hose. It feels fresher after a full 24-hour sleep.

While Damian suddenly entered, carrying porridge for his grandson. Had you been conscious before? It was true, but Ferrell went back to sleep after drinking some water and eating some mouthfuls.

The man began to sit on the bedside chair of his grandson. Sighing in a rough breath, he looked at Ferrell who was as if he was about to get up.

"Where are you going?" asked Damian in a cold tone.

"I'll do a re-examination of my condition. Then asked for permission to leave the hospital early" he said, packing.

Damian clenched his hands, can't keep going like this. Amel was right, Ferrell should have spent his adolescence to adulthood like children his age. However, even senior high school was occupied quickly. Until one decision was made Damian.

"You should go back to the SMU bench!!" his orders.

"Grandfather, then the hospital, contracts with advertising companies. How!?" he said he was still wearing patient clothes, given the concert schedule and the full one-week operating schedule.

"You want a stroke at a young age!! Or die suddenly on the operating table while dissecting your patient!?" for the first time Damian yelled at his granddaughter, kneading his own temple.

"Grandfather doesn't love me?" ferrell asked with sympathy.

But it doesn't have any effect on Damian."From tomorrow pretend to be 18. Repeat your teenage years, play and laugh with your new friends. Tomorrow the makeup artist will change your appearance so that no one recognizes you as a celebrity,"

The man began to step away, until his grandson again threatened...

"Grandfather! Can't be selfish patient life depends on me!!" ferrell still wants to argue.

"Are you the only surgeon in the world!? If you don't want to, Grandpa will tell your mother about your physical and psychological condition!" Damian walked by, still staring cynically. When it comes to Amel's name, Ferrell won't break.

"I'll impregnate the SMU boy!! Make grandpa shy!!" ferrell shouted irritatedly, uttering words of original threat.

But having no effect at all in the end, Damian stepped away leaving his grandson with the porridge on his bedside table.

"Aghhhh.." cried Ferrell annoyed.

Pissed off? Of course, working as a doctor and music was a hobby for him. A noble habit. However, having to go back to the SMU bench? It's really weird, gathering with a gray-white army.

***

This morning was even worse, although his health was much better. Some makeup artist, changed Ferrell's appearance. They are very professional, even very professional.

His white skin was changed into mature sapodilla, his hair model was also slightly changed from the style of celebrity idol, to superman style. It really sucks, like it's not himself. Wearing glasses, complete with a mole under the lips.

A handsome? No, ugly? Neither. Be a student with a standard face. Damian thinned his lips withholding his laughter, staring at his granddaughter pounding on a backpack, about to leave for school.

"Whose name?" tanyanya tried not to laugh.

"Ferrell, grandpa forgot grandpa's own granddaughter?" his lips.

"That's not the point, I mean, grandpa decided on your nickname at school. There's no way you're saying your name is Ferrell, right!?" Damian who was still eating his breakfast, calmly.

"Ken. Using Kenzo's father's name. Satisfied!?" he said he sat down to take the fried rice made by his grandmother.

"Well, anyway who would believe Kenzo had a son like you," Damian answered laughing incessantly.

"Remember!! Don't tell mom I fainted!!" Ferrell let out a rough sigh, stuffing the fried rice into his mouth.

"Yes grandfather will keep his mouth shut, but do not try to prove your words to impregnate SMU children" Damian warned.

"Have it, you never even touched a woman. There's no way you're touching a minor" Damian sneered.

Unaware, his grandson silently smiled. School place? Of course it was arranged by him for one school with Glory. Strange, really strange Ferrell is currently obsessed with him.

***

Glory started her day again, wearing an SMU uniform with a new bag. Staring at the wallpaper of his phone, a photo of the young man who made himself have an android second.

His face was smiling, missing him? I don't know, just wanted to see her again, just once.

Slowly he settles down, hearing his mother gossiping with the next-door neighbor. Kamila had nothing to be proud of, only nodding and amazed to hear, Grisella was about to enter the world of sound pulling. Become an idol artist like her future fiance Ferrell.

His daughter? There is nothing to be proud of Glory. Teenager who realized something, he has not earned pocket money.

"Mother, pocket money..." Glory approached, raising her hand.

"Glory still wants some pocket money!? In contrast to Grisella, Grisella already has her own income, after stopping out later," said Ratna (mother of Grisella)

If the practice, if not the practice must be a big loss alias.Gum Glory murmured in his heart, still trying to smile.

Kamila sighed, breathing harshly, "When you stop bothering the old man, learn from Grisella. She's beautiful, smart, head of OSIS, has a fiancee from a conglomerate family. For some reason, you have no advantages.maybe a mother who is too much sin.." the mouthwashes while comparing, removing 5000 rupiah from her wallet.

A tad? Yes, but that's all that the super-efficient mother actually has. Saved in her own pottery piggy bank so that after graduation her only daughter can go to college.

A mother is like that, right? The most chatty, the most frugal, the most demanding, yet the most loving of his children. As if he better eat crackers and rice, but his son can go to school well.

"Thank you.." said Glory, putting 5000 rupiah on his forehead. He jumped up and down with his arms spread out, like a Chinese vampire.

The strange behavior that always made Kamila hold back the laughter on her fierce face."Don't spend the pocket money!! The rest of the tube is in the piggy bank! You have water and rice!!"

"Yes!! You stingy!!" his lips are still jumping up and down with the 5000 rupiah money stuck.

***

The hours of the lesson were about to begin, everyone paused, staring at the homeroom they had come up with with a student. Face, appearance, everything is standard.

It all started when the students were done greeting their homeroom teacher.

"Introduce these transfer students from outside the island. Name's Ken...Introduce yourself" said the homeroom teacher.

"My name is Ken, greetings" the young man smiled kindly.

His probing eyes arranged for the girl sitting at the very back to talk to her countryman.

"Ken, find an empty bench to sit on." said the homeroom teacher.

Ferrell's walking began to sit on an empty chair, behind Glory.

"Where do I know where he is! She didn't see me again after giving me two million for kissing her.." Glory's voice was clearly heard.

Ferrell let out a rough sigh, "You know how humans reproduce? Maybe you don't know." he told Glory who was talking to Caca.

Glory stopped her words, turning to a voice that seemed familiar to her.

Seriate