My Kenzo
Season Four: Two Faces

Erlang is still trying to contact phoncell's daughter and his wife who are not active at all. Her hair looks frustrating.

While Ferrell was staring intently at him."I can sue him for defamation. Waiting for his gestational age is enough, to do a DNA test, throw the results of his test in front of the media and the court table." he growled.

"Ferrell you sure you never touched him!?" Damian clenched his forehead, staring at Grisella's confidence in the interview.

"Surely, her standards are too high she couldn't possibly like Ken, so I couldn't possibly harass her at school. While after school my car's dashboard camera will record, I go anywhere. If there's no work, you can watch my activities for three months." he replies.

"If mom and dad knew, then I would be sent to a remote country in the middle of the desert. Volunteered for five years there. By the time I got home, Glory was married to a nurse, had 10 children with her. Then, because of my depression, I suffered a stroke at a young age, sitting in a wheelchair. Stay forever with mom and dad overseas." she continues to scare Damian.

"Grandfather will contact people to remove news about you" Damian said quickly.

Ferrell sighed harshly, starting to get up."No need, just help me explain to the Glory family later. About mama and papa, I'm sure they're setting up a schedule to get home soon, given Febria's chatty mouth..."

"I'll call Kenzo." Damian looks for his adopted son's contact number on his phoncell.

Ferrell shook his head."Papa's phone won't be active, he's on an economy class passenger plane with mama now. To be able to sit sticking while leaning against each other."

"This is the problem you guys set up, I want to take vitamins on the second floor, first. Good evening grandfather." he said politely, stepping up to the second floor, followed by the waiter who brought a trolley filled with food. To find the source of his nutritional intake.

"The boy..." Damian sighed harshly, staring at his victorious grandson often throwing a tantrum.

***

Meanwhile on the second floor, Vanya was still standing in front of the door of the room, listening to the cries of a frightened unstable teenager. Ferrell slowly walked over to her."Grandma come down, I'll talk to her nicely..."

"Remember the good talk!! He is still a teenager, for you and your brothers who have been like monsters since childhood will have no effect. But she was different, she was just an ordinary girl," advice from Vanya considering Ferrell never had any peers or got along with anyone else except his siblings.

Ferrell nodded, smiling at the grandmother. Vanya stepped down from the second floor hesitantly, staring at the glance of her grandson who was stuffing into his hole. Sorry for one word less, put the key in the hole.

Slowly the door opened, Ferrell signaled the ministry to leave. While he entered, closing the door again locked him from the inside, pushing the food trolley closer to Glory who was sitting on the bed still crying.

"Food for the number three." she smiled, considering the girl's current stage.

"I want to go home, where's my phoncell?" pinta Glory raised her hand, with her eyes puffy.

Ferrell walked up to him, sitting beside him. Sighs harshly, tries to speak well."I love you, don't go home. I'll bring both your parents here. We're getting married, right?" her door.

Glory shook her head, still afraid of being harassed too shamefully for having been played with Ken's figure. The young man who only exists in the play Ferrell, a lover of imagination for Glory. Receiving any interest is given by the poor young man who has old parents with many brothers.

"What do you like about Ken?" ask Ferrell back.

Glory turned her eyes to Ferrell."I want to go home." she said with reddened eyes holding back her cries.

Ferrell clenched his hands in despair, why would it be like this? Just the beautiful ending he had in mind, Glory would be pleased, nodding straight to accept his proposal. It was like Cinderella who immediately nodded when the prince would invite her to take him to the palace.

But this was different, he was just a Glory, someone who just wanted to live his life well.

"I love you" he said again, waiting for an answer.

Glory shook her head again, crying withstanding the wound in her heart. The figure of the young man of his dreams is only pseudo, Ken never existed, only a lie of a Ferrell.

"At least tell me why you don't love me anymore?" tanyakanya.

Ferrell cupped his cheeks, in order to stare only at him."Look at me, Ken is not your imagination, I'm Ken too." she said with tears held in her eyes. Didn't want the girl he loved like this, resisting, even hating her.

Glory was silent, her tears still flowing. This guy's eyes are Ken's, but Ferrell's."I'm not rich, my parents are rich. I feel poor because of you, I've gone mad begging for your love and kisses,"

"And face? In any face I still love you," he continued, wiping Glory's tears.

"Your true nature is also different." this time Glory's dry lips encouraged her to speak.

Ferrell shook his head, "Just like, I'm not acting. I was too embarrassed to hold your hand, let alone kiss with my face covered in makeup, so I just held your hand,"

"Bring the flowers I picked up from the trip to your house. It's also because I hope to be the ordinary person you want to be. Dating a Ferrell doesn't blow you out, so I tried dating the usual SMU teen way....I love you.." she continued.

Glory clenched her hands closed her eyes for a moment."I also.." he said bowed back crying.

"If you love me, don't cry..." Ferrell started to smile, hugging his body tightly.

"I want to go home" asked Glory, returning Ferrell's embrace.

"I'll take you home tomorrow. But now convince me that there won't be another man you love" she said, touching Glory's chin, bringing their lips closer together.

"But dad said," his words interrupted.

Ferrell's breath sounded from a really close distance over his facial skin."Uncle, just don't want us getting carried away to do it before the wedding..."

Ferrell closed his eyes when the pair of lips came back in contact, kissing the dry lips slowly. Doubtfully Glory opened her mouth, letting Ferrell play with her lips, enjoying every pounding she felt."I've only ever kissed you, never kissed another woman. And I went crazy, the more I knew and wanted you" whispered the young man in a heavy voice as the kiss slipped for a moment.

Two pairs of eyes that returned closed, venturing slowly. On the bed in a dark room.

***

A few dozen minutes later...

The girl's mouth was filled with food."Which one should I eat next? What is chicken teriaki or steak? I've never eaten a steak." he said eat it voraciously."Can it be packed?"

Ferrell thinned his lips holding back his laughter, nodding.

Meanwhile, somewhere else...

"He can impregnate women?" scott's laughter rang out, stepping into the passenger departure area, with Rafa (the first son of Farel) walking with his beautiful assistant.

"I'm on a plane with you, because I don't want your private jet flight to go to waste because of the empty seats." said the first child of the owner of JH Corporation who actually just want to save his expenses. Let's just say he's not stingy but stingy.

"Yes.yes...! By the way, my sister alone can impregnate a woman. Then when are you?" scott's questions on his business relationship.

"Fastly," he answered smiling shamelessly, with his assistant pulling the suitcase following his long footsteps.

"Patience," Scott patted Rafa's assistant on the shoulder.

"I've had enough patience with him, ever since I was born he's always managed my life." - furious, trying to smile after his master.

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