My Kenzo
Contamination

Amel tried to smile, "In the villa there is already a gardener!!" he said furious, walking quickly left Kenzo who was still pushing the trolley.

Both men were in charge of cleaning the meeting room. Amel began to wipe the windows, while Kenzo cleaned the table, and prepared meeting facilities, in the form of mineral water, and glasses.

OHP and projectors are available there. Complete with a laptop that has not been turned on, Kenzo starts wearing his gloves. Copying data, then sending it free of charge to competing companies.

"Beres.." he said with a smile. He's back to doing his job like an office boy.

Using a vacuum cleaner, clean several corners of the room.

The thing he did? Tear down a dynasty of large corporations whose insides only harm lower-class employees. Some branches of FIG Group factories are located in other countries, using dangerous chemicals. Not maintaining safety by allowing workers to touch chemicals directly.

Employees paid by drinking income, but without health benefits, have a great risk. If the lower class employees are useless, the work contract is decided. Recruiting new, healthy employees.

No wonder Kenzo decided to attack the headquarters directly. Wrongly? Kenzo's actions are wrong, breaking down the company from within and then mastering it. However, that was the figure of the Antagonist, a ruthless prince who always hid behind the scenes.

Amel's cheek that was cleaning the window suddenly frowned. Do not think there is only a romantic love story between a handsome prince and a beautiful princess.

The evil prince, the antagonist also has the right to fall in love, right? Even with Dugong who always hide on the bottom of the sea.

"I told you!! Don't kiss me so recklessly!!" snapped Amel, walking quickly to another window away from Kenzo, enduring his annoyance and embarrassment.

Kenzo just smiled, put back on his headset that was directly connected to the wiretaps in the commissioner's room, listening to all the conversations there.

***

The activity was over, nothing was heard except, the sound of a belt clashing with George's sign picking up his clothes.

He hung up his shirt, wore a boxer and his trousers. While the secretary, doing the same thing, tidied up his appearance.

Not to forget, some tissue achieved they clean the liquid that is in some places.

Tok...

The sound of knocking on the door, Cindy (wife George) comes to bring her husband lunch. Enter without permission...

"Honey.." she said walking quickly put a paper bag containing several types of lunch on her husband's desk is a mess. The arrangement was one by one, without realizing it, the place where the secretary had sat before, with his body enjoyed by George.

"Why is the table a mess?" he asked, picking up one by one the things that fell down put it on the table.

"So there was a client who was not satisfied to drop some objects" said George trying as calmly as possible.

"I'm sorry" the secretary looked down respectfully, glancing slightly at George, winking one eye.

"So, since this is your tie messy?" the woman approached her husband, tidying up his tie. Truly a foolish woman, not because a fool is unaware of everything. But it is foolish to love the wrong man.

Beauitiful? Cindy was beautiful before she left everything including her career. To take care of her two sons with her own hands. His body was slightly contained, post-birth first, not as perfect as his body when tying the sacred promise of marriage.

Only for the sake of George, the kind and loving husband, the one who takes care of the company belongs to his deceased parents. Is Cindy ugly now? No, the woman looks elegant with her motherly face, but not as seductive as long ago still bears the status of a throne.

Stupid guy br*hsek who's gonna waste his wife. After owning all the shares, that's the figure of George today who considers the body of the secretary more delicious. The body that became opium to him at this moment.

"Let's eat." she said, pulling her husband's hand.

For a moment his attention was turned to stare at the white liquid under the table.

"So I drank yogurt accidentally fell a little. I'll call the cleaning service to clean it up." he said he realized something was missing from cleaning.

"Darling, don't overtime too much, the kids said they wanted to play with you once." she smiled, watching her husband start eating.

"Pampered children or you can't take care of them properly!?" he put the tablespoon back.

"Agam and Agler are five years old. Since they were born, you are rarely home. They keep asking me to spend a day with you." Cindy said expectantly.

"I'm busy!! It's also for the sake of their future and the company..." George raised his voice intonation.

Cindy let out her tears, she could not bear it all by herself anymore, "Gaming has leukemia, the final stage 3!! You never even visited her in the sanatorium!! Where is your heart as his father!!" snapped it.

Plaque...

One slap was thrown at George, staring coldly at his silent wife with flushed cheeks."I work day and night for you, this is your reply!? Say I'm a father who has no heart!!"

"A. I'm just asking you to accompany her for a day. Agam will be happy, five-year-old children have to undergo chemotherapy many times, you know how painful it is for him. Please, accompany him to stay at the sanatorium. Just one day." Please come back.

A mother who could not bear to look at the state of one of her sons who no longer had hair. A toy? Favorite food? Everything was provided by him.

However, the boy could only cry, wanting to run play outside with his friends but his physique was too weak.

Favorite food? All spewed out by him, his lips always felt bitter.

Only one wish the child wants his mother to grant. Play four and take family photos together.

His mother, twin brother who always accompanied him, and the father who always refused his hand said he was busy working for them. The child who always smiled with his pale face tried to take a large amount of medicine. Undergoing chemotherapy is increasingly hurting his small body.

George let out a rough sigh, "Later at night I'll sleep with him in the sanatorium." he said, not wanting to argue more.

But will the father keep his word? He was not so sure, today was the secretary's birthday. They plan to celebrate together.

The son who never got the love of his father, can not be compared with the love of the big boss in his secretary.

That was the cruel truth in George's heart. Maybe for him the child who is struggling between life and death does not need anything, just money for medical expenses.

The child also needs a boost of love. Be his encouragement to stay alive. It was George himself who might make the child give up on his life...

***

Busy situation, as a result of clients from abroad will arrive making various departments lack of people.

An office boy passed by the meeting room, staring at Amel and Kenzo who were about to do their job.

"Amel, please go to Mr. George's room on the 5th floor, there's a yogurt spill there." he said.

"All right!!" Amel. But Kenzo's face was deathly pale, he knew enough about what was meant by a yogurt spill.

"Kenzo, I have to go to the commissioner's office, you continue here." he continued, grabbing the trolley.

"Wait a minute, I don't want my bride to be contaminated.." I'm sorry.

"Woman? Do you have a boyfriend?"

Seriate