My Kenzo
Season Four: Bucin

A few days passed, Ferrell returned to concentration working even crazier still. Sleeping only a few hours a day, wanting to erase the shadow of Glory, the sweet and cute girl he yearns for.

And as a demonstration so that Damian moves faster looking for information. His phoncells have just been fixed, and sure enough, 372 messages and 256 missed calls are visible in his phoncell.

Same bucin? Maybe that was how they were, Ferrell replied to all his messages even though it was too late. I've eaten, I've missed you, I love you too, and hundreds of other replies. Although only one tick is listed, the message is not sent, the mobile number is not active.

Until the last reply he sent, a reply to Glory's message saying he wanted to break with her, then received her match.

'I do not agree to break up, if you dare to marry her, I will complain to my family to separate you. I love you.' That's what Glory couldn't possibly have received given her replaced memory and phoncell card.

***

Elsewhere, the girl skidded to her school. Not knowing Ken's address, just wanting to see it from afar, that's all. Looking for information about the young man became his goal, after getting off the online motorcycle.

Even the day of the graduation announcement, Kamila did not allow her daughter to come. However, the centile girl still misses Ken, knowing she can't get back together. However, just looking at his face at a glance, was enough. At least that's what's on his mind.

All the students had already dispersed by then, he had just arrived. Wishing Ken was there, Glory still missed him. Breaking the mother's orders, even deliberately changing her work schedule from morning to afternoon.

Not many students are still there. Only a few people were scribbling their clothes as well as some teachers and school guards.

Disappointed? Of course, yet somehow, Glory still wanted to hope. To look at the young man's face just once. One by one the hallways were searched. Looking around every corner of the school, a really unstable teenager, said he wanted to drop out, but still wanted to meet up afterwards.

***

Elsewhere, Ferrell gave a rough sigh staring at the students who had left the school in clothes filled with scribbles from inside his car. What is he here for? Of course, hoping Glory will attend. But until almost all the students left, the girl had not been seen either.

Missed it? Really, wanted to meet him. Slowly Ferrell who did not wear makeup special effects, wore a hat and mask. Walking closer to the school area, walking around, that's the only goal. At least this will treat his longing...

One by one the room is traced by him, slightly lowered each time he crosses paths with the student, considering he is currently not using Ken's identity.

Until he got near his classroom, the young man rounded his eyes. A girl was sitting there, crying sobbing, on the same bench that Glory used to sit on.

His eyes turned red, the lips behind the black mask smiled. Glory's coming...

The young man who had missed him already, there was nothing he thought of at this moment. Besides taking the girl away.

Glory was still silent on the bench where she used to sit, unaware of the lurking danger.

"Follow me." said a young man wearing casual clothes, white skin on his hands, wearing a hat and a black mask. A person he really knows.

"Ferrell.." he said, trying to let go of the hand of the young man who pulled him.

"Shut up, or I'll report you to the police on burglary charges," he threatened, smiling never to release this girl again.

"Theft!? I never steal!" snapped Glory.

"I know, but unfortunately for an SMU kid who has a savings account of 200,000 dollars. The High School boy who had entered my room, it was not difficult to accuse you of being a thief." the answer from him looked those eyes closer. It's really Glory.

"I haven't touched the money yet! I can give it back!!" screams, annoyed. Didn't Ferrell put the money in his bag himself? Why is it stealing?

"Because it's coming with me to the bank!!" words from Ferrell's mouth, smiling.

In the end Glory did not fight anymore, leaving her hand in the car. Even the young man put a savety belt on her. Returning the money is indeed the goal, although it actually wants to do it after work later. But suddenly the money given is asked back? Maybe this is the result of money from pesugihan, will not last long.

***

But will it really be delivered to the bank? Not at all, this girl was his, her logic was like disappearing. Drive the car back to Damian's residence.

"Ke .. Why are we here!?" Glory started to get scared, knowing something was wrong.

"I had to bring some documents to the bank to make it easier to transfer your account in my name.." the reason.

The girl let out a rough sigh, trying to believe."I'll wait in the car..."

Previously, Glory had not realized it was possible because it came late at night. A house that looks even grander during the day. Even the waiter has his own uniform like a hotel clerk. A truly horrible family of conglomerates.

A place that's like a battlefield minefield if you enter this house as a son-in-law. He is more realistic, in-laws who certainly expect extraordinary things from his daughter-in-law. The brothers are competing for power.

Disgruntled mother-in-law will hate the son-in-law, exerting a variety of cunning things, ranging from more beautiful and wealthy actors, to hitmen, to, even if it can not also winnows mbah shaman can apply.

An in-law? If you have a brother-in-law certainly also from the top, showing off their wealth. They end up fighting each other over the inheritance.

Thankfully, this was not his, not his destiny. But maybe it was Grisella's destiny to come here just to get her the money back.

After this, canceling the matchup with Gin, apologizing to his mother can't stop thinking about Ken.

Until at the end, college while working, become an independent girl. Find a simple man who loves her, whether it's Ken or not.

But unfortunately the man who loved her was not simple. Hope was only wishful thinking, Ferrell, still pulling his hand up the stairs towards the second floor.

"Ferrell, you've found.." Vanya's words came to a halt, staring at the smile from her grandson's face.

"The bed would be dirty, I'd better get a new bed sheet for my room" the words came out of her mouth.

Vanya was still stunned her face was deathly pale. Can her grandchildren go that far? That kid just graduated SMU, is too young, they are not even married yet, how is this? Will there be a shriek of pain, even a rumble from the mouth of his grandson, to a bloodbath in the creaking bed?

***

And at the end of the execution room was seen, the door was opened by Ferrell.

"I wait outside." said Glory on guard.

"Get in, or I'll take this down the line of law.." again his mouth began to threaten.

With hesitation, Glory began to enter...

Ferrell quickly locked the room door, walking up to the girl who had a low level of alertness.

Martial arts clever? No, but with one move Glory's body dropped on the bed. Locking the movements of both hands.

"Ferrell got away.." he asked in fear, a situation that was really dangerous for him.

The young man smiled, kissing his lips, even though Glory was not willing to open her mouth. Even averted his eyes.

"Reply to my kiss, open your mouth, tell me you love me. Otherwise, I will plant a seed in your womb. Do you know the lesson of how humans breed? When the egg is fertilized, the man slowly inserts it, breaks into it.." whispered.

"I will reply!! But don't do anything." she almost cried.

Ferrell smiled."Good, tell me you love me." she said, kissing the girl's lips again accepted her nutritional intake. With a position that is quite difficult to hold back, the girl who is under his body.

"Huh.hhh.I love you," Glory indulged her wish. The breaths of the two slowly sounded hunting. It was really scary for Glory, but this young man was really good at guiding her to be more comfortable.

"Have you?" said Glory, gathering his consciousness, when his pangutan detached for a moment.

"Not yet.." the handsome young man took off the black jeans he was wearing, thrown originally onto the floor. Back silencing the lips of the girl twisting the tongue was foaming her nonstop. The tongue is even visible outside the mouth.

Just a kiss.just a kiss.so that he does not act recklessly.

Unaware of the young man's kiss that felt awkward like never before... Should I bind you with the presence of our child.

Perhaps this time Hasan was right, the more forbidden, the more opposed, Ferrell would be even more reckless.

Seriate