My Kenzo
I'm Giving Up

His trembling hands began to put on the headset hesitantly. Until, the voice was heard, her husband enjoyed everything. Kala, she tries to be a good wife, when the child struggles between life and death.

"George.." he murmured softly, unable to continue listening to him anymore. The device was thrown originally on the hospital floor.

7.7 Years of her service, a young lady who learned to cook for her husband. Love a man who is lower than himself. Even helped him, solve the problem as an illegal immigrant.

However, all in vain...

Ugly's? Is he ugly? Cindy sacrificed her perfect body shape to bring two angels into their household. What is less? What exactly is not good about him?

Cindy slowly wiped away her tears, started to stand up, stepping closer to her son's nursery. What exactly did Agam see? What's....

"Agler, come home for a second, okay? But don't get out of the car, no matter what happens." he told his son who was eating potato chips.

Agler replied with a nod, a truly submissive child. Fussy? No, Agler is more mature than Agam. The child will only get angry, if anything makes his twin brother sad.

***

The next morning, Agler fell asleep in the car, while Cindy was still concentrating on driving.

Her tears were broken, her hope? He just hopes everything is not as he expected. Agam did not see the actions of the father who never visited him.

But is it true?

Cars began to be parked in the front area of the large residence. Agler opened his eyes, having just woken up from his sleep.

"Mother.." she said.

"After arriving, Agler remained silent in the car. Mom's coming back, remember don't come down." Cindy's eyes glazed over, holding back her tears.

Agler just nodded, opening up the fruit-flavored drinking water his mother had bought.

His legs trembled, starting to get down from the car, stepping in. The black dress was still on the living room floor. In the end the tears came out as well, unable to stem her. I won watching everything.

A child struggling between life and death must know with his own eyes how the father chose not to meet him. Just to be with the other woman in her mother's room.

Slowly Cindy stepped up, "Honey, you see her hair dryer?" a woman's voice sounded from inside the room.

The emotion? Of course, Cindy quickly stepped up, opening the door of the room.

"Mom Cindy, I'm sorry I actually stayed here because..." Sera fluttered, wearing only her bathrobe, with wet hair.

Plaque...

The sound of a slap was heard, "Five years. With the reason busy working to exhaustion, apparently there was another woman who warmed her bed!!" sounds stuff.

"You are a woman too!! Born from the womb of a woman!! Do you have no heart!? What if your father cheated on you!!" clasped Cindy stared intently with tears unraveling.

"It's your fault, as a wife you should be better able to keep up appearances. Spoiling your husband, it's not my fault, our love is real, growing slowly and you're just a young miss in the way of our relationship..." Sera raised the intonation of her voice, speaking full of arrogance.

"Both of your spoiled children, I suspect Agam is actually pretending to be sick. So that you can spend the hard work of your husband." he continued.

Cindy was on the verge of her patience. Raising his hand was about to slap Sera back. Yet...

Bugs...

Her fingers were held, not a slap. However, fists, George punched his wife's cheek until it fell on the floor.

"How dare you slap Sera!!" snapped George.

"He said Agam pretended to be sick, which mother could take it.." screams came out of Cindy's mouth.

"Play pretends to be sick, right? I suspect it too. You are conspiring to spend my money, it has been two years, where there is a disease that will not heal." he said justifying all Sera's words.

Care about his son? George never cared. Money is all it provides, never see for itself the condition of Agam. Never saw for himself when his son cried had to undergo various painful treatments.

Cindy bowed, started laughing, "Agam and Agler are not your sons. They're just my sons, your money? Companies, houses, cars, all from my late father's legacy. So my two sons live on his grandfather's legacy. Never admit them again..."

"Vile woman!!" George was about to kick his wife's body. However, the voice of a child stopped him.

"Mother.." Agler's cry was softened, breaking his mother's order not to get out of the car. Maybe because of the inner bond, the child who loves the mother too much.

The boy ran, helped the mother get up, "Let's go back to the sanatorium" he said.

"Aglers..." George called out his son's name.

"As my mother said, I live on my grandfather's legacy, you never lived on me. Don't call my name anymore." the child bowed down, shed his tears, looked at his mother with a bruised face, and blood on the tip of his lips.

"If you want a company, take it... I surrendered. All the stocks I'll sell, we'll split up..." Cindy began to rise, maybe this is the best decision, for the psychics of her two sons.

Of love? Something that had been dry for a long time, had never been nurtured and watered for five years. And now it is washed away, uprooted to its roots by the man she loves.

George was silent, there was a sudden sense of obstruction, the foolish woman who loved him had already chosen to let go. The troublesome child, went with the poor woman. That's good, isn't it? However, something within him felt unbearable pain.

A drop of his tears flowed, perhaps the figure of the benevolent illegal immigrant George was still there. However, the figure of the young man hidden in the darkest heart room disappeared again, "Go!! You're just a sly!!" he said, letting his wife and son go, as a drop of tears streaming down his cheek fell to the floor leaving his face.

In the end, the two people stepped away, without being able to reach it. The woman who looked down for him, smiled in happiness at the beginning of their marriage. Now injured by it...

It's his own fault...This is not my fault.he who cannot take care of me properly, only takes care of our two sons.

Our two sons? Even on the day of delivery, George only visited her for a few hours. Our son? Maybe the figure of George the illegal immigrant Cindy once loved is really still there. Covered with greed and spite.

"Mom's okay?" Agler continued to cry, walking with Cindy into the car.

"Mom won't be anything, you know? The glory of a woman is not of her husband. But from the children he loved. As long as Agler and Agam are okay. Mother will endure vigorously." he said smiling with the corner of his injured lips.

Cindy starts to enter the car with her son, grabbing his phonecell. Contacting someone...

"For Amel, I want to talk to your boyfriend. Does he exist?" tanyakanya.

"Daughter?" amel's voice was heard from across the street.

"Kenzo, your girlfriend." said Cindy still sitting in the driver's seat.

"He's not my girlfriend!" snapped Amel annoyed.

"Emmgghhh, who.." Kenzo's newly awakened voice rang out.

"It looks like you guys slept together, sorry I bothered you, make a lot of kids. I'll call you back later..." Cindy laughed, hiding her heart wound.

"Cindy!!" snapped Amel back with the level of annoyance growing higher.

Seriate