My Kenzo
Farmer's Clothing

Amel cleaned the pool secretly when he realized Kenzo's absence in the pool area. The portion of the meal is reduced, the activity increases. Totally torture for him.

Until the evening, the sound of crickets broke the silence. You still have to meet Kenzo, right?

The young man sliced the meat steak before him into pieces without eating it.

Amel was gulping down his saliva. Trying to slice but quite difficult for him, only able to eat two mouthfuls only.

"It's..." Kenzo swapped out the dishes, giving Amel the neatly sliced meat.

Quietly eating steak on a plate from Amel's old, "Fast meal, I'm already sleepy" he said, not realizing a little sauce was at the end of his lips.

Amel stared at those lips incessantly, biting his own lips. I remember the strange sensation I had this afternoon. The lips of a beautiful young man who was now eating elegantly.

No, he's a crazy psychopath, who just thinks of me as a bolster pillow.

Finally Kenzo wiped the tip of his lips with a tissue, resumed eating. Shift his eyes on, Amel.

The cheek was let out without hesitation, for some reason, maybe just a moment of anxiety.

"Don't kiss me!!" snapped Amel, rubbing his cheek. With Kenzo in his hands, the young man kissed him again.

"It's a punishment for teasing me in the pool." the reason he floated in a smile.

"A..I'm not teasing you.." said Amel.

***

The night was getting darker and late, Amel was not yet able to close his eyes. He was anxious not to want Kenzo to do anything to him.

But since then the young man had not fallen asleep calling someone using a foreign language that Amel did not understand on the balcony of the room.

With curiosity Amel settles, wanting to know who called the strange young man female or male. Female or male? Amel just wants to convince himself that Kenzo is a Casanova who has dozens of women out there.

Yet...

"Don't call me, again!!" the snaps sounded really angry, his fingers clenched to slam the cellphone with the apple crest that had been bitten.

Unable to control his emotions? That's how bipolar. However, the fat lady easily said "Don't!!"

Kenzo's fingers then stopped, turning into a more calm face. Is his emotions controlled by Amel? Even if it's a tantrum, only a sedative from a psychiatrist helps it.

But can one word control bipolar? I don't know what would happen if this girl left him, something he couldn't imagine. The medicine as well as the poison for him, that's Amel.

"Why do you want to be slammed!? This is an expensive phone!! Even I only have a second android, with the brand abal-abal!!" he said he was holding Kenzo's phone.

"If you like it, it's for you." The words that came out of Kenzo's mouth.

"No, I can buy myself from the salary I get from you. I'm just worried about you, who's wasting money..." Amel smiled at her, a sweet smile with her chubby cheeks.

"Thank you for caring for me" she thought, Kenzo suddenly hugged her tightly, warmly.

Being, Amel was stunned not understanding...

Beautiful villa balcony night view. The cold wind felt, the fat woman seemed to be able to warm the heart of a frozen young man, hugging the girl who had been rooted too deeply in his heart. To love? Probably describes all his feelings.

The cause? Is it because I know Amel for about two months? Physically? Of course it wasn't. However, it is the comfortable feeling he felt when he was a child. A plain child stroking his babysitter's belly.

Slowly rediscovering the sincerity of love in a fat, chatty woman. His love, which is like wanting the happiness of all. The woman that all men avoid the most, is now loved by Kenzo.

The cruel vile prince, falling to the bottom of the sea, to love the Dugong...

I realized, are you for me? A destination, a house, a family, where I lean... Amel Anggraini, please love me slowly... I'm begging... Kenzo tightened his embrace, without getting a reply, as if afraid of losing.

***

"Amelite... Amelis...Amel.." the young man woke him up full of smiles, like a good husband, after spending the night with his pillow rolled.

"Emmghhh..." Amel opened his eyes.

There was an angel.he murmured inwardly, staring at the beautiful face that woke him up, a moment later his brain began to digest... No!! He's the king of hell...

"Awake? Do I need a bribe when I eat?" tanyanya wears a strange uniform. Even with the name tag, Kenzo his identity, position, Office Boy. A leading corporate office in the country.

"Office Boy?" Amel clenched his forehead.

Kenzo nodded, "This is my profession, for about three months, and also your profession." he said handed me a paperbag containing similar uniforms.

Amel took out the contents of the paperbag, a large uniform, with its name. "I'm your personal servant, as well as the one who accompanied you, why become an office girl!?" tanyanya did not understand.

"Following me wherever I go, when I'm an office boy, means you?" tanyakanya.

"Office girl..." Amel bowed with a pale face.

Kenzo nodded with a smile, as if beginning a new round of torture.

***

FIG Group's office where this pair of creatures work. Work it? Not completely, they go into work simultaneously.

Kenzo pushed the trolley of cleaning tools, followed by Amel who constantly nagged incessantly. Passing with a bespectacled man with a changed hairdo. Using the name tag manager of finance, a little glance at them, while chatting with colleagues, as if they do not know each other.

A smile rang on Kenzo's lips, as if not listening to the scolding, the fat lady walking beside him.

Glasses guy? Right, Frans infiltrated as a financial manager. Several intruders have been included in the company, over the past year, as if setting up a time bomb that could explode at any moment. Just look for loopholes, lower its stock price by thwarting one or two big projects.

Pretty mean, isn't it? However, that's how a Kenzo company expands its corporate network. Destroying a company from the inside, after bankruptcy, buys the entire stock at a low price. Subsidiary of W&G Company.

The owner who moves by himself? Who is the CEO of W&G Company? Submitted to competent people who only faithfully serve him. It is also closely monitored by its people. I don't want the slightest mistake.

Headsets began to be installed in Kenzo's ears. Erotic moans rang out, the wiretapping device he placed on the company commissioner's office actually worked.

A man of western nationality, now standing not wearing subordinates at all, only a shirt with buttons that are fully open and a tie that is messy.

Performing indecent acts with his secretary lying on a messy table with his top shirt buttons fully open, revealing two objects shaking there. His body is now really pampered, his boss who incidentally is a foreign man. Shaking his body in search of satisfaction.

One long groan rang out from his second mouth, with an irregular roar of breath, "Honey, give me again (Honey, give me again)." he said starting to catch his breath.

"George (the commissioner's name), what if your wife finds out? It's almost time for lunch she'll come." The secretary looks anxious. However, it is undeniable that he enjoyed the moment his body was tasted again, George moved his mouth and tongue with a brand in several areas that made the secretary almost drift lost consciousness, to continue asking for more.

"She won't know, she's just a housewife with two naughty kids. He was too busy with our twin sons. I'm willing to marry such an ugly woman, because most of the shares of this company belong to her..."

"Emmgghhh.huh." he said back to move his body, shaking the body teasing the secretary.

"She's ugly... I can't love that's a monster. But, you're my princess, please give me, again.and again.She's ugly...I can't love that monster. But you're my daughter's master, please give me again and again).." softly, groaning feeling never satisfied exploring, shaking the body before her.

Kenzo who listened to everything from the eavesdropping device removed his headset, glancing slightly at Amel who was constantly nagging.

"Amel, you said your sister put the farmer's clothes in the suitcase right? Why don't you just wear it tonight?" his tan was affected by the sensational sound he listened to from the headset.

"Pa... farmer's clothes?" amel said, confirming his hearing.

Seriate