My Kenzo
Sausage Burn

Amel was just an uncaring spectator. Opening an expensive bread pack that is in a Gilang paperbag. As always, if you are sad or have a load of mind, your lips can't stop chewing.

"Say, what if it's our night..." Marina wrestled spoiled on Gilang's arm, but the young man brushed her off.

"I already have a boyfriend. Don't come near me this geeky again," his father's favorite son began to walk, got into his luxury car, which then drove away from the princess's hostel.

"Daughter? You guys dating!? No way, I'm prettier." Marina's words were cut off, suspecting Amel and Gilang's relationship.

Amel let out a rough sigh with his mouth full, "I hope he will like me. I waited for him like a dry leaf in autumn. But seeing this cellulite (fat) on my stomach, thighs, and arms, I was just a figure." she lamented, not wanting to cry in front of Marina again.

"Wait on!! If you're not her boyfriend, who's her boyfriend!?" snapped Marina may want to regain the heart of Gilang, which now looks with a more perfect appearance.

"His boyfriend?" Amel chuckled, rather laughs out of pity for himself, "The white fox b*the more beautiful son of a bitch than you.." he sighed many times, still in his expensive bread-eating mode.

"White fox b*jangan?" Marina was stunned not understanding.

The door of her boarding room was opened by Amel, the girl began to cry as she pleased. Lying his body on the bed in a prone position, while continuing to eat bread.

"I want to diet, but every time I'm sad I keep chewing. Fucking cross!! The bread was too good.." he muttered continuously crying while eating.

Want beautiful with an ideal body, but can not. Wishing the young man she loved to take a glance at her. However, Gilang never looked at the sincerity of his heart.

"From the eyes down to the heart.." his lips still cried bitterly smiling, remembering Gilang's words first. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, only the fat woman without anyone else wanted her.

***

While Marina also went back into her room, sat on the edge of the bed, reopened the envelope, stared at the results of her health check, "I'm pregnant, how is this .." the woman began to cry as she pleased. Striking his stomach still flat, just a student majoring in design, has a dream to become a famous designer.

Her dream is now shattered, the beautiful young man who became her lover, the young man she was proud of, being exhibited to everyone, fled one month ago.

Tricking it with the investment mode, cars and luxury goods given by Gilang have been raipped, under the pretext of bodong investment. Even the semester money that used to be given by Gilang and sent by his parents was also used for investment. There's nothing left, just a fucking fetus, something he thinks will ruin his life.

Much burden on her mind, Marina never worked, relying only on her father's money and the gifts of Gilang, which she had known for the past year.

The time to pay the boarding is three days away, the semester money has not been paid. Plus her pregnancy. Sniping? Cussing was useless, Marina's only hope was to ensnare Gilang. However, that young man had a lover at this time.

"How's this...?" he muttered back, confused, crying as he pleased, with trembling hands.

Back banging his stomach, hoping at least will experience menstruation sign that the fetus has fallen. However, it is not that easy, God may have loved the little seed in his womb too much. Until nothing happens...

Tell his parents? That wouldn't dare Marina. Remembering her father often acted rudely to her.

The selfish woman who was used to living an easy life from childhood began to cry sobbing. The man she loved disappeared, the fetus in her stomach would also soon develop. The ideals as a famous designer will also not be fulfilled.

For a moment he stared into the mirror, thinking short of his despair...

***

Stupidity, a betrayed heart, unjust feelings, can make a person do beyond common sense.

The night began to approach, the sound of crickets sounded loud. That night, Amel had just returned home with a pile of books in his backpack. Work on other student assignments to earn extra money, while waiting for his graduation.

Clear scraped pouches are visible, Marina carries a pack of mosquito repellent. The woman bowed lethargicly, clenched her hands, passed Amel.

"Why buy mosquito repellent?" tanyanya, sighing harshly.

Amel clenched his forehead with not many mosquitoes in the hostel, besides Marina is typical of people who cannot smell the pungent smoke. Given her asthma, Amel felt that something was wrong. All the books he put in his room. Then was about to visit Marina's room, check the situation until, suddenly her steps stopped.

A pack of his unspoiled grilled sausage on the table. Finally Amel grabbed it, biting the large sausage, while entering Marina's room without permission.

A glass with the contents of a green liquid object is visible, as well as the rest of the mosquito repellent that has been burned. "Marina!!" he said he grabbed the glass that the woman almost drank.

"It's a mosquito repellent burn, it's poisonous!!" he said with his mouth filled with sausages, while the other hand held Marina's shoulder.

"Go!! Dugong like you know what!? You are graduating soon, and will be working in a big company!!" her cries wailed, realizing not only that her love life would be ruined, but that of her future career, even her father, knowing that this would be angered by her. Not to mention the scorn and blasphemy that he will receive.

However the fat girl hugged him tightly, swallowing the grilled sausage in her mouth. "I know, because I'm just Dugong. No one looked in admiration at me. They sneered and insulted me. Your life is better than mine. But my life is better than the bums out there..."

"So what's your problem? I swear I won't tell anyone" he continued, glancing back at a giant skewer of grilled sausage, eating it without hesitation.

Marina loosened her arms, bowed down, gave up no more friends to talk to than the ugly creature before her, "I'm pregnant, my girlfriend ran away with all the money I have." she said with a mouthful.

Amel was silent for a moment, "The car is no longer there?" answered with a nod by Marina.

"If you tell my parents. My father would beat me up, especially if anyone knew.." Marina's words stopped for a moment, thinking of something else for the solution, "You have money!? I want to borrow it,"

"For what?" Amel clenched his forehead.

"Remove it before it develops" Marina replied expectantly.

Amel rounded his eyes in surprise, coughing as a result of choking while eating. His fingers reflexively raised a clear glass containing green liquid before him. Drink to.

"Stop!? Why are you the one who wants to die?" Marina stared strangely.

"I forgot this poison, it almost died." he said back put the glass, chuckling to himself, patting his chest eliminating his choking without a drink.

"So do you have any money?" asked Marina enthusiastically.

Amel shook his head, "I have money, but not to kill this tiny baby." he replied smilingly staring at the flat belly of the woman before him.

Tears rolled back down Marina's cheeks, "What should I do...?"

What's to be done? Marina is not used to working, let alone working while studying while pregnant. Maybe a blow to him who used to live without burden, by having the image of a good girl.

His face looked hopeless, devoid of any spirit of life at all. Caught crying constantly. "Fucking kid!! Your father is the same br* with you!!" his hysterical screams rang out, again lashing out at his stomach.

Amel clenched his hands, taking the most difficult decision for him,"Stop!" he clasped, clutching Marina's hand.

"I'll help you. Don't kill or hurt him" he continued.

"meaning?" Marina stopped her hand movement.

"I'll talk to the hostess honestly, you can move into my room. We stayed in one room to save money. About the fetus in your womb, I will finance it, until you give birth. Ask for college leave first, so that no one realizes it." he said.

"Just as soon as this child is born my parents will know. Everyone will sneer at me." Her tears never stopped dripping.

Amel clenched his hands, "I will be his foster mother,"

Seriate