My Kenzo
Lover of Grin

Bad decision he took, Amel himself is actually an orphan. Nurtured by the wife of the second marriage of her late father from childhood. The person she now called 'mother', actually had no blood relation to her at all.

However, the woman's love was sincere, there was no intention to leave her to the orphanage, care for and love her since childhood, even though her father had died.

Maybe that's why Amel looked pity on the fetus in the womb Marina. Remembering those who are almost at a loss.

The fate? She still has her stepmother, but the child has no one. That's why Amel wants to take care of the poor baby, without thinking about the impact that will occur in his life.

However, the woman could only sigh many times. Filling three people's stomach is not easy. Can he pull his words? No, inevitably this must be lived.

Rows of goods on store shelves stared at him. The fat girl on her tiptoes, was about to compile items on a shelf slightly taller than her body. Even though it was getting late, it was almost time to go home.

Up to his fingers, intersecting with the hands of a beautiful young man, "Ndut, added fat only," crisp laughter sounded from the mouth of Gilang.

"I..iya." he said stuttered, the thumping feeling still exists in the man who now has the lover. But what is unrequited love? It would only hurt her heart.

***

Time has shown at 10 p.m. Coinciding with Amel's return, several employees and himself had locked the rolling door. The fat girl started getting into Gilang's car.

The eyes that were now wrapped in softlens were stared at. Not because of the appearance of Gilang at this time, Amel's feelings exist. However, that love grew slowly since staring at the sincerity of Gilang at Marina first, the kindness of the young man who was willing to sincerely make friends with Dugong in such a bad way.

"How's the bread good?" tanyanya laughed a little.

Amel nodded, then smiled, "Son, I spent it all..."

"Indeed, only a good friend understood his best friend," Gilang smiled without sin, starting to drive his car to drive Amel home.

A pal? What's he expected? Gilang is only interested in physical appearance, he already knows for sure. However, for some reason, when you hear the word 'friend' it still hurts.

"Em" Amel nodded again, smiling.

"Why do you talk a little? Usually nyerocos," Gilang chuckled, teasing his best friend. Undeniably by him, some days do not meet with Amel feels there is something lacking.

Gilang's eyes slightly glanced at the fat girl. Her lips smiled, feeling a warm comfortable feeling. The first folly he did, considered love impossible to grow in his heart in an ugly woman.

All she loved was Keyla, a beautiful woman who always adorned her days with praise. Maybe that was the second stupidity that a Gilang did. Beauitiful? The woman was never sincere with him, squandering her money. Forcing Gilang to follow his wishes, made him uncomfortable.

Only in front of his fat best friend, Gilang felt free to be himself. A woman who does not demand perfection from her.

"Ndut, would you like a grilled sausage?" tanyanya, want to stop the speed of the car. Procrastinate so as not to hurry up to the boarding place.

Amel let out a rough sigh, "No, I'm frugally frugal. Just snacking and eating rice," he muttered thinking about Marina's labor costs later.

"I'm the one who is trained." said Gilang full of smiles.

Amel rounded his eyes, hugging Gilang from the side, "You are indeed an angel!!" he said full of haru flavor, it had been one week when he last ate a giant sausage wrapped in tomato sauce and mayonnaise.

"I..iya..remove!!" he said it was like being upset, shaking, feeling his heart beat faster.

"Sorry..." Amel laughed, full of enthusiastic smiles.

Gilang sighed harshly, joined in smiling, staring at the girl's smile. Parked his car by the side of the road, went down following Amel.

"Wrap sausage 15!!" amel said no responsibility. Given Marina's stomach which also had to be filled. Shamelessly, put his hand on Gilang.

"Rice barrel!!" Gilang took his wallet, grabbed two pieces of money one hundred thousand rupiah,"This!! The return is for you alone." he said ketus.

"Thank you" Amel smiled as he showed his white teeth in Pepsodent's advertising.

"Your tumbens want to be treated?" ask Gilang curious, because his friend is typical of women who do not want to owe money or bother others.

"I'm in a monetary crisis. The state budget was limited." the fat lady again sighed.

Gilang was silent for a moment, for some reason the fat hand was stared at. His hands trembled wanting to grasp it, but all were held back.

Until finally the order was made, Gilang smiled, pulling the hand guiding him into his car.

***

15 Portions of jumbo-baked sausage with tomato sauce and mayonaise on it have been inside the paperbag Amel was carrying.

Canada and the laughter on their way had stopped. Gilang sighed violently, looking at Amel who got out of his car, arriving at the special boarding place of the woman.

"Why are the costs near.." - furious, unable to talk too long with his best friend.

Until his brain thought, about Amel who said about his financial condition, "Amel!!" call her, while running, in front of the girl.

"Why?" Amel clenched his forehead, stopping his steps.

"Look, I have a job opening for you. Instead of having to apply for the company without any guarantee of being accepted, what if being my girlfriend's assistant only? I promise, his salary will be equivalent to staff employees of Bold Company (the large family company Gilang)." he said.

Amel sighed harshly, smiled then nodded. "Tomorrow can I work?" tanyakanya.

Agree with easy? Right, urgent economic need. Working in the company even after graduation requires three months as a training employee, even if immediately accepted. At this time, there were three mouths to feed.

However, one forbidden reason he harbored, had a spiteful and greedy heart. Wanted her best friend to love her slowly. Something naive, even though he already knows in the end he will be hurt.

Saying to let go is very easy, but doing it is actually very difficult...

***

Keyla, that's the name of that beautiful woman with that seductive body shape, there's nothing less than her. It is truly God's perfect creation.

Whats? Perfectly? That woman really leeches don't know the self that sucks. A one? Not a dozen paper bags were carried back and forth from the clothing section of the mall, to the parking lot.

A beautiful woman who lives like a princess, after being appointed a lover by Gilang. Driver, car, waiter, luxury residence, nothing less.

But the nature of this beautiful woman is very different when Gilang exists, and does not exist...

Bugs...

"Why can my shoes be like this!!" hard high-heeled shoes, he put right on Amel's head.

"I'm sorry, maybe the laundry.." Amel's words are interrupted.

"Take the laundry correctly!!" snapped back.

Amel could only sigh violently trying to be patient, clutching his bruised forehead. Mak dampir... sumpatnya in heart, restrain his wrath.

Until the sound of the car is heard, the sign of Gilang has arrived. Sweet women are innocent, that's how her nature changes.

"Darling, this is for you" he said, struggling spoiled, picking up one of the paper bags containing a shirt suit.

"Thank you..." Gilang smiles at her, but Keyla begins her seduction action again. It is like a professional j*lang. His hand pulled Gilang's tie, kissing his lips without any response from the young man.

J*lang professional? Without response? That really happened, Gilang was his father's protective favorite son. The young man was completely obedient to his father's words. Being a good man, not related out of wedlock. That was the message from the father, who was like the emperor's word to him.

Keyla is like a professional j*lang according to Amel. Not solely out of jealousy, however, a dress as thin as a tissue cloth was always attached to his body. As if trying to lure Gilang to the top of the bed, before binding the sacred promise of marriage.

In addition, several times messages came from other men, whether it was who. However, vaguely Amel who for several months always beside Keyla had heard vaguely the phrase 'Honey your player's very hot.(.Honey, your game was so hot)' when Keyla called someone.

Several times out of the house without Gilang's knowledge, met a different man. So it may be natural for Amel, Leon (the father of Gilang), to disagree with their relationship.

"Ndut, why is your forehead bruised?" tanya Gilang, put her forehead on.

"It...I.." Amel's words were cut.

Keyla walked over to him, stroking his head slowly, "You bruised? Why could? Did you fall..."

Amel clenched his forehead... J*lang classy, white fox female.Oscarp for you.His murmur in the heart, choose silence rather than fight, take a packet of bread in his pocket back to eat.

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