My Kenzo
Faked

A reason? The woman started looking for a side co-star, wearing seductive makeup. Beauitiful? She is indeed beautiful with her exotic skin, a truly challenging body. Maybe make the men love players will adore him.

"Pretty... Where are you going?" praise George, ask him.

"I'll go home to the apartment first. In addition there is a closed party." he replied, applying a pink lipstick on his lips.

"Love you..." Sera kissed George's lips, walked away leaving him.

"Love you too." said George, returning to work.

No..no...

Sera took a quick step, turning on her sports car engine. Hoping to find the figure of Kenzo who is often seen riding the bus with a fat woman.

About 200 meters from the spot and sure enough the couple was spotted. The young man who opened the hot boiled yam to Amel. A cold, but bright face with the fat woman.

Sera smiled, getting a rival that was easy to handle. A rival? George's no longer attractive, just a money-making machine?

Narcissistic, a personality disorder that he has, considers it more challenging to have a relationship with someone who has had a partner.

For Sera, the deeper the man's love for the woman. It is more interesting to take the man. George loved Cindy at the beginning of her pregnancy. Slowly he was able to conquer it, until now managed to divorce. After the divorce George was no longer attractive. Not challenging, to keep mastering it. Only the money is interesting.

"I'm the prettiest, there's no guy who doesn't like me." he muttered smilingly, stopping his car in front of the stop.

"Eat half!! The rest I eat." said Kenzo ketus, after peeling the yams they bought on the way to the stop.

Ask for the rest? Consider himself strange. Not being able to kiss directly, indirectly is okay. Waiting for a piece of yam to burn the rest of Amel's bite.

"Matured..." Amel clenched his forehead. Eat with your mouth a little hot.

What a happy couple in Sera's eyes. The yellow sports car came to a halt in front of them, Sera stepped down, "You're the office boy that was this afternoon right? My name is Sera." she asked, answered with a nod by Kenzo, welcoming Sera's hand.

A happy poor couple, can Sera snatch it from the fat lady? Of course he can, he is confident, an unattractive challenge for him. But looking at Kenzo who was indifferent this afternoon, that was what caught his attention. How to get this young man in his bed, raving fun at his game. A conqueror of himself, having only great love for him.

"Kenzo.." said Kenzo smiling, glancing at Amel who rounded his eyes. Stop chewing for a moment...

Let's be jealous.

But there was no response, Amel again chewed, as if only acting as a spectator.

"It's almost raining, will I take you?" tawar Sera on Kenzo.

"Thank you," Kenzo desperately tried to smile, hoping that Amel would stop him. "Amel, you will go home alone, I will go home with Sera." he continued.

"Em.." replied Amel with a mouth full as if indifferent.

Come stop me.ayo stop me.ayo stop me. However, until he got into the car, and the car engine yapped, nothing happened.

The car finally drove fast, passing the corner. Walking a few hundred meters, not to be seen again.

She doesn't like me yet. That's why she's not jealous at all... Kenzo let out a rough sigh, with hair blown off the wind from inside the sports car, whose top was exposed. The beautiful face of the upper class that made Sera amazed. Full of plans to master it tonight, making the young man subjugated, constantly wanting his body on his bed.

***

Not jealous? Amel rounded his eyes, quite a lonely situation nearby. The yams begin to be placed on the bench stop. Run after the car that just passed the corner. Furious, not accepting, protective, did not want the young man to be touched.but remember this is not jealousy for Amel.

So to simplify the term we call it jealous...

"Kenzo playboy!! Oppressor.." he cried out of breath after running for more than a hundred meters. Throwing his shoes on the street.

A moment later, shed her tears, "I did not cry.." she murmured still denying with her true feelings. Walk back to pick up his shoes, which were thrown out of emotion.

Back panting flipping his body close to the stop. Sitting there eating sweet potatoes, did not feel the rain began to fall, Amel was still waiting for the bus. Why is he chasing? Why does it feel cramped? It was impossible for him to start liking the ruthless oppressor master...

"No way..." Amel shook his head. Still denying his feelings.

***

One kilometer from there. The roof of the car began to close, given the heavy rain that fell, the traffic light showed a red middle light. Sign all cars stopped...

"Thank you, I'm down..." Kenzo wants to open the car door.

"Why it's coming down, it's still raining outside..." Sera tried to stop him.

"Look, don't get me wrong, I just want to test my boyfriend will be jealous or not, if I get in your car." A smile is on his face. Start opening the car door again.

"You believe in love at first sight. George's? He took the initiative, chasing me. If I don't comply, I will be fired, my family will be destroyed. But you.. first met you.I.m..." his words full of persuasion invite his sympathy, cut off.

"I was played by him. My rival is a fat woman? I'll take you, so you can only adore me." The ambition is to drive the car back, when the lights go back green.

***

With thunder, Amel was there alone. Chew the sweet potato, until slowly his attention is diverted...

The oppressive creature returned, standing in soaked clothes. His breathing was breathless probably from running for a kilometer. Waiting for Amel to chase after her, but the girl was still sitting in her place. Looked in wonder at his arrival.

"Why come back?" amel asked did not understand, but all the pain and worry in his heart faded staring at Kenzo's whereabouts.

"The money's not over, is it?" tanyanya, take the remaining half of it from Amel.

"Because of yams?" Amel clenched his forehead. Replied with a nod by Kenzo.

Because the rest of your lip stamps on the yam.I assume I kissed you when I ate it.

Amel slowly tiptoed, Kenzo's wet hair, making the scar on his forehead covered by his hairdo obvious."What hurts? Why don't you just lose the former? Your money must be enough..."

Amel's words were cut off, the fingers that almost touched the wound on Kenzo's forehead stopped the young man's cold hands.

"That's not how to cure him," Kenzo pulled Amel's hand, kissing his forehead slowly.

Do this to me someday, maybe all my wounds will fade...

Slowly looking into her beautiful eyes. Until finally he kissed his lips. Just a brief kiss of two cold lips touched.

"Don't kiss me, haphazardly" said Amel slowly, but there was never any rejection.

"I know. let's go up..." Kenzo pulls Amel's hand, entering the bus that stops in front of them.

The girl was silent staring at the wet window, amidst the rain. Stand in the bus. His heart was pounding not because of it, but all was hidden. Of love? Of jealousy? It can't be, can it? Kenzo's just a playboy, psychopath, freak, bully. That was what was on Amel's mind right now who was confused by himself.

Willing to receive a kiss from Kenzo even wants it. Is this the charm of a playboy? Can't fall in love with him.Amel's biggest fear.

Unaware of Kenzo, eat the rest of the grilled yam to the end with a smile.

Amel did not love him, so he did not pursue or prevent his departure. However, two years is still long, slowly Amel will love him, that's his hope.

Kenzo's handcuffs Amel's fingers. Two strange creatures, the antagonistic prince standing behind Dugong, clutching his fingers tightly, fearing his loss.

The prince slightly bowed, trying to see his face. While the fat creature, leaving his hand in hand, pretended not to know. Holding true feelings.

On a bus driving in the rain...

***

Sera was not in the office, George sighed harshly. Maybe for the first time he did not have a routine, after his work.

Slowly propel his car in the rain. Alone, lonely, that's how he feels right now.

Without a purpose, until somehow his car stopped in front of the sanatorium area.

"Why am I here." he muttered, leaning his body in the driver's seat. The underground parking lot.

Until an unexpected sight is seen, a doctor with a broken face walks out of the car with Cindy, carrying a bag containing a food box.

However, the thing that made him gripped tightly stir, was visible. Cindy on her tiptoes, holding a white shirt, kissing the young doctor's lips briefly.

Doctor with a corner of his face that looks terrible. Somehow George's anger was unbearable.

George quickly got down, walked up to their steps, "So this is what you do under the guise of looking after Agam!!" he clutched his ex-wife's arm.

"Fake.." a derogatory smile rang on Cindy's lips. Not defending himself, at all.

A phoney? Roy was supposed to be in the position of George, the daughter-in-law of FIG Group owners. The man who sacrificed his life, for Cindy. In fact, he cares more about Agam than his own biological father.

Donor spinal cord grafts? More likely to be found in the family. Cindy has no match, Agler is too young, George himself refuses to do the test, arguing too busy.

However, Roy, who is not a member of his family, conducted the test secretly. Has a match result, one in from millions of people. A stroke of luck for Cindy, her son was saved. Someone who is not a member of his family.

His real savior, the beautiful man who sacrificed his face.

Seriate