My Kenzo
Season Four: Besan

"I'm almost there" he said with earphones in his ears. The day started that day. Renting a car near a rental place near the airport, is an option.

Know the woman who is dating her son? Of course, without Ferrell even saying it, the bodyguard watching his movements had secretly reported everything. Including Ferrell's relationship that didn't get his blessing.

Beautiful women who drive sports cars, wear career women's clothing. Seemed closed, but the curves of the beautiful body look awake. Wear knee-length skirts, stockings, high heels and shirts and blazers.

Long slightly wavy hair smeared, naturally well-groomed white skin. Who would have thought she was the mother of 8 children.

Until the settlement is sighted, stop the rental sports car in front of a stall. Remembering her who hasn't had time to go home to Damian.

Some mothers who were buying their needs shifted their eyes, staring at the car that suddenly stopped. Until the car door began to open, showed a beautiful-looking woman.

"That's a model?" one of the mothers whispered.

"Like an artist, her face was smooth. It seems to be the same age as my son" replied the other mothers enthusiastically.

Until the woman walks near them."Excuse me, where is Kamila's house? I had a hard time looking for him." he said smiling kindly like an angel. Makes the mothers stunned.

"Kamila's mom's house is in alley number two to the left of the cemetery complex. Green house, next to the big house with orange paint. By the way, what need is there?" ask the curry guard.

"Planning a wedding." ambiguous answer from Amel.

"Sir Hasan wants to get married again!?" the shopkeeper rounded his eyes, staring at the woman who might be a little more mature than Glory.

Amel let out a rough sigh."Call me aunt, not deck. Maybe I'm the same age as your mother. I went there to match my son with his daughter." An answer from Amel smiled, winking one eye. Making the shopkeeper and some of the mothers stunned.

The same age as them? Women who are even more smooth and beautiful than celebrities on TV, their age?

Until unwittingly the stall keeper swallowed his saliva several times."Beautiful, getting older and smelling. Truly a memento flower." he praised.

Plaque ...

One of the mothers hit the shopkeeper's shoulder."Remember the wife's son at home!!" his mind when the sports car has gone far.

Slowly Amel's car looked for an empty field for parking. Walk a few dozen meters to the alley.

The eyes of everyone who passed by him, looked at him. Until the woman stopped in front of the house painted green.

Walk into the wide open weathered gate. Then knock on the door of the house in front of him.

The door opened, revealing a woman slightly younger than Amel.

"Who are you looking for? If offering bank credit, sorry we are not interested." words from Kamila's mouth, staring from top to bottom Amel's appearance.

Always like this, every time I enter a densely populated settlement is always considered a bank.Inner, can only sigh, trying to smile. With some paper bags in his hands.

"No, I want to talk to you. You're Kamila, right? Glory's mom?" the question was polite, Kamila quickly nodded.

"Please enter." he said awkwardly, walking moved some of the balls that were being cooled before being packed into the kitchen. Then let Amel sit down, while he made a warm drink.

But it is admitted by him, his children think wide enough to choose a partner. Until Kamila came to serve two glasses of glass filled with warm tea.

"You're Glory's coworker?" tanyanya started the conversation.

Amel shook his head, then smiled."I want to match your daughter to my son. The wedding will take place after Glory's age reaches 19" he said, drinking a little warm tea in front of him.

"Kids?" Kamila clenched her forehead, looking at the woman who looked younger than her.

Amel is nagging."For my 21-year-old son. Don't get me wrong, I may be older than you." he replied.

Kamila sighed."My daughter I've already arranged. Although the man's parents who were betrothed to my daughter haven't been here yet, but his aunt has been here a lot,"

"Cancel it! I came here first to ask your daughter, for my son Ferrell..." Amel looks smiling looking at him.

"Ferrell? Go on!! He had already deceived Glory, hurting her using Ken's name!! Even impregnating my daughter's classmates!! I will never accept him as my son-in-law!!" his cry was about to take the broom and basin that would be filled with water.

But just a few steps into the kitchen, Amel got up and walked up to him, more precisely blocked his path, the smile on his face had disappeared. Looking coldly at Kamila.

Somehow the fierce mothers were sweating coldly, trembling, looking at the woman who started to smile again, bringing her face closer to Kamila's neck. Not a friendly smile, but a cold smile.

"Talk well to me, I just want the best for my kids. Make whatever his wish, if you refuse without saying the reason just like that.I will not hesitate to you anymore.." whispered, for some reason Kamila was silent, afraid of the woman in front of him.

Amel again distanced himself, the aura changed again, smiling kindly as usual."So you better tell me why my son Ferrell doesn't agree with you..."

***

A few dozen minutes passed, this time Kamila told her everything. With nothing to cover up for her even the pregnancy of Grisella, her next door neighbor who claims to be engaged to Ferrell.

Amel drank his tea listening carefully. Then he breathed a rough sigh."It's just a gift for you, your husband and Glory" he said, giving some paperbags.

"I can't take it. Although I am poor, but I want to choose my daughter with a good partner. So that when I'm not around, there'll be someone to look after her." This time Kamila was completely resolute in rejecting Amel's giving.

Imagining his daughter would not be treated well by Ferrell later on. Perhaps also, Ferrell would make Glory his second wife. No, even from a modest family, Gin would be better able to protect Glory, treating her well.

"It's just souvenirs not bribes. About Ferrell, what if we went to your neighbor's house. I want to hear a story from her, if the one in her stomach is indeed my granddaughter. I made sure my son would take responsibility." he said forcing Kamila to accept his gift.

The one who has already been favored by my son will not be able to escape. That's it, isn't it? Already taken part in pesugian, will not be able to escape easily.

Intending to break away from the prince pesugihan? His mother would snare him, drag him back to his son's bed.

Kamila hesitantly accepted it without opening the contents."About Grisella.." her words were interrupted.

"I want to meet the woman who is pregnant with my granddaughter, you will take me to her house right." said Amel smiling.

Seriate