My Kenzo
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"Why did Cindy call?" Amel clenched his forehead, still holding the mop stick in his hand.

"Not told I'll be drained!! I'll suck it all up like ice boba!! Satisfied!?" kenzo snapped off Cindy's call, with a fury that was hard to contain. Holding the glass cleaning spray liquid.

Because the situation is really conducive at this time, Amel was cornered, again made a mistake again, by secretly eating a cup of instant noodles. Something Kenzo found in FIG Group's office warehouse, the fat woman ate packaged noodles.

A penalty? Of course, the punishment the young man liked the most. Letting Amel still tighten the mop stick, while the glass cleaning fluid is still in Kenzo's hands, "I'll punish you" she said at the time with a seductive breath approaching Amel's lips. Before the end, a call from Cindy ruined everything.

Amel fled to the doorway, where many servants passed by, there was no way Kenzo would punish him in front of everyone right? Think smart of an Amel.

Let Kenzo pick up a call from Cindy using Amel's phone.

"It's..." Kenzo sighed harshly, walking out in disappointment, returning Amel's phone.

"Why angry? Smiling you look good." The fat girl showed me a row of white teeth, like a Pepsodent ad, pulling the corner of Kenzo's lips with her finger. Made him smile.

Amel can control it easily. Something that psychiatrists or drugs are difficult to do. Needing Amel, that was his weak self at the moment.

His overflowing emotions were easily restrained, his heart was like a pet bound with chains. The chain that the woman had before her.

"Amel, there's something I want to tell you." he said staring with seriousness. His clear eyes seemed to drown him staring deeply at him.

"What?" Amel clenched his forehead, pounding? That's what feels right now.

"I'm..."

I love you, your mother has given you away. Because it doesn't matter what, marry me. I don't want to lose you, that's the way Kenzo's words are arranged in his brain.

"I what?" amel asked full of thought.

"Office boys!! Make two ice lime teas!! Low calorie sugar!! Take it to the commissioner's office..." Sera suddenly passes through the room, following George's footsteps, giving orders to Kenzo and Amel.

I would literally suck them up to nothing, like ice boba.

"Let's make lime tea..." Amel looked at the silent Kenzo. Then pulled his fingers through the hallway. The young man's grim face returned smiling. Hand in hand with him carrying, cleaning tools.

Love is expensive, it requires luxurious food, dim candlelight, and music to bloom...

Love is expensive, requiring a box of jewelry to make it faithful...

However, if getting an inexpensive love in my grasp is enough for me. Love is generous, but the heart of the woman who has it is like a diamond...

Happy without romantic dinner, and thousands of gifts... Only happy by tightly grasping her fingers. Lovely love, if I could I would trade my life to have it...

***

George loosened his tie, sat in his great chair, not concentrating on work until the afternoon. Sighing, sad? Cindy's face showed no sadness. The woman loosened her head, with the face receiving the wind like freedom. For a moment, the face of the factory owner's daughter 10 years ago was seen. Arrogant, intelligent, decisive woman, who dominates.

Worried? Maybe he was anxious, but more like a loss. Cindy's submissive, warm face, that stupid woman is gone. The face that always had lunch with her.

But he should be happy now, right? Sera, who is more beautiful, intelligent, and independent, always accompanies her. Now in his lap without a single barrier status, his fingers crept, behind the buttonhole of George's shirt. Suddenly, the office phone rang, stopping everything.

Sera let out a rough sigh, picked up the phone, "Good afternoon, Company commissioner's office F.." her words were cut off.

"I want to talk to George, offer the rest of my shares." he said from across the street, a voice Sera recognized.

"Honey, Cindy called you, offered to sell her shares..." Sera handed George the office phone. Walking to the corner of the room began to sit down, opening social media on his smartphone removed fatigue.

"I want to sell my shares, it's better than pulling them...?" Cindy smiled across the street.

"Why suddenly want to sell the whole thing so quickly?" George asked again.

"I want to invest elsewhere. Seeing you together is painful, even at a shareholder meeting." she said in a trembling voice, like an ex-wife who still loves her ex-husband.

The man thought for a moment, "I can only buy 23% of it" he replied.

"It's okay, the remaining 17% I'll offer someone else. Tomorrow I'll come, please help prepare the equipment.." he said turn off the call.

"A foolish woman is helpless, wants to move but can't do anything about it. Choosing to retreat, it was a good move for a coward like him." George's lips put down his office phone.

"It's over?" Sera put down her smart phone, undressed without hesitation, walked over to George. Without a thread covering his body.

"Today you must be tired, I will comfort you." he continued.

***

Crying out? No, at this time Cindy smiled, even laughed horribly, wrongly meaning to laugh happily. 23%+21% herself could not imagine the face of George when experiencing a big loss later.

"the other 17?" Kenzo frowned, reading an article in his tab.

"I'm going to sell it below the market price, which is important to sell before a week, right?" tanyakanya.

"Three more days is the deadline." he muttered, throwing his tab over his study couch. Walking a few steps staring intently, "If anything happens don't call me or Amel, call my assistant!!"

The incident last afternoon is still remembered by him, it is not easy to catch wet Amel breaking the rules he made. A penalty? All failed miserably, saying his feelings were also disturbed by Sera.

"About the way it looks like you won't be staying here long? Where are you going after this?" tanyakanya.

"Japan." replied Kenzo, drinking a sip of a can of red soda.

"Want to grow your business there? Is there a big project?" Cindy looks curious.

"No, it was just that he wanted to go on vacation with her," Kenzo sighed harshly, his sense of regret disappearing just like that. A warm shared vacation in a cold country, that's what's in his imagination.

"Kenzo, I'm curious about one thing. Why do you like Amel?" Cindy seemed enthusiastic to hear the answer.

"Beautiful face is easy to find, but a sincere heart is not.." ambiguous answer came out of her mouth.

Why does Kenzo like Amel? Promise when you were a kid? No, not just because of that. But it was like a miracle for him.

Staring at that face while asleep, his heart pounded quickly, a sense of comfort when touching it, making Kenzo can fall asleep soundly.

Heart warm, feels good and sincere. That's his Teddy Bear, that warm hug that makes him feel safe, not living alone anymore. One by one the kindness of Amel that was seen in his eyes, made Kenzo want it more and more.

Maybe that's the difference between a Teddy bear and a Barbie...

The evil prince would love a beautiful princess, then fight over her, like in a movie or novel? No, the evil prince prefers Dugong, shouldn't he? Dive to the bottom of the sea to get it.

If so a happy life forever between the princess and the prince would be realized, without war, fighting over the beautiful girl.

Two antagonists who end up together, happy in the darkness in a terrifying cold castle. The antagonist also deserves to be happy, along with his Dugong...

Seriate