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The sound of laughter was also heard in the end, something unbearable. Matsumi, sighing harshly, trying to neutralize herself, in order to speak, "Kenzo, I will not prescribe medicine, the consultation fee will be charged to your assistant..."

The young man was still sitting inside the bathtub, took his head out of the water, then nodded.

"Other times, don't be bad to think first. It's hard for you, but not everyone will end up leaving you, "his last piece of advice, not talking like a psychiatrist. However, it looks more friendly like a close friend.

Matsumi started to step away, looking towards Amel who was staring intently at him. Like a female general, whose borders are disturbed.

An even louder laugh could be heard from the old woman. Not loving? Don't joke, the woman is like wanting to swallow a grandmother like her.

"Jealous, possessive woman." her lips still laughed, even holding her stomach. Step out of the hotel room.

The only young people with bipolar tend to look confident outside, but easily slumped inside. Again, the woman is insensitive, too doubtful, yet cruel when the possessive nature she keeps comes out.

Two people complement each other when together. Kenzo can easily control his emotions when Amel is around. As for Amel, it seemed so necessary and dependent on Kenzo, without realizing it.

Can the antagonist fall in love? Not wanting a beautiful princess, just wanting a woman who can fill a hole in her heart.

***

Cheated on? Amel's current attitude is like a woman who catches her lover kissing a beautiful woman. They have no status, right? Amel never accepted Kenzo, assuming all his serious words were nonsense.

"Why are you in the bathroom!!" he let out his tears. Supposing what happened is like not listening to the words of the psychiatrist.

Kenzo clenched his forehead, staring at Amel who was walking over.

"Kenzo, why do you have to do with him?" his tan unravelled tears.

"Why crying? You jealous? Are you starting to like me? Afraid to lose me? Being my girlfriend?" consecutive questions from him, drawing conclusions alone.

Amel rounded his eyes, silent for a moment. Kenzo was right, his current behavior, as if it shouldn't be. Tears were removed by her, holding her lips, trying to smile, "Sorry, I'll excuse you first ..."

The girl turned around to leave, still jealous? Of course, but he had acted foolishly as if he had surrendered himself to Kenzo.

Confessing jealousy, means losing, confessing to love, means being willing to bind his heart. Too afraid of heartbreak, may be the cause of Amel avoid the real feelings.

Unexpectedly, his arm was pulled, not knowing when Kenzo had come out of the bathtub. Making Amel lose balance, so easily, the young man dropped him in the bathtub.

Wet, really uncomfortable, narrow place, Amel's back is leaning on the edge of the bathtub, while Kenzo is on top of it, like locking his movement.

"Ke... Kenzo I.." Amel's words stopped, the young man kissed his forehead.

"The punishment came home too late" he said, looking into Amel's eyes incessantly. The girl's heart was pounding. Wet hair, bathrobe slightly open. Appearing the abdominal and chest muscles of a man, even with a gunshot scar on his chest. Yet the body was completely perfect, instinctively Amel wanted to touch it.

But...

He's just an oppressive creature, it wouldn't be possible to be serious to me. I .... The words in his heart came to a halt.

His cheeks regained the caress of the young man's cold lips, he was unable to wrinkle. His whole nerve is like being paralyzed, wanting to leave, but not willing this thumping feeling to end."Punishment, for thinking I'd do something weird to the psychiatrist who handled me,"

Amel loosened his head. A psychiatrist? The clothes of medicine, all his words to Kenzo, as well as the age of the woman who may have had grandchildren. A psychiatrist? So he guessed wrong.

You idiot!! If I ever see that old granny again, I'll hide. Embarrassing... feeling stupid? Of course, accusing the grannies is the night woman that Kenzo hired. Shame, he really wanted to hide forever.

"Kenzo I.." Amel's words came to a halt, the cold lips suddenly clinging to his lips. Move slowly, linking his tongue, playing little by little. Amel involuntarily closed his eyes, clutching the wet bathrobe that Kenzo was wearing.

As if you do not want this to end, do not want this link to be missed. Aggressive? Not caring about the word aggressive when his brain and nerves have been paralyzed by strange sensations. Even slowly his tongue played in Kenzo's mouth. Replying to each other, a beautiful punishment was pleasant for him.

His blood was like a swish, just because of a kiss. More? What if doing more will cause a more intoxicating sensation.

Hearts that are still equally pounding, knowing their limits. Want more, but after pinning the ring on Amel's sweet fingers.

"I'm done showering, before I pick you up. Take a shower, I'll order food first." he said smiling, rising from the top of Amel's body. The bathrobe was removed, put in a dirty clothes spot. Just put on a boxer out of there.

"Don't take your clothes off!!" Amel snapped, looking the other way.

"Yes!! Aye!! Next time I'll be naked!!" Kenzo came out, closed the bathroom door, leaving Amel raving alone.

His body leaned against the perfectly closed bathroom door, smiling alone in light of the three punishments he had just given. His blood rippled then, his heart pounding rapidly. His hands are still shaking."I wanted to, more...touch it more.." he murmured completely restraint.

While Amel,"Man sucks!! Oppressor ..me.." the girl touched her own lips, then drowned her head in the bathtub.

Quickly out of the water, "If you believe his words of seduction. I have really gone crazy!!! But the kiss." Amel's words came to a halt, recalling every movement of their lips.

First kiss in court, after that somehow his lips back toyed like a couple. A stiff kiss, little by little becoming aggressive, they learned it together.

Strange thing, Kenzo did not disgust or avoid Amel when the woman's body was fat. So even now, a more beautiful body shape, yet the young man treated her the same.

Perfect attention and love behind his changing attitude. Between oppressing and loving her...

***

Not wearing anything, just a bathrobe attached to his body. While Kenzo had been, wearing Frans's clothes in the closet.

Amel sighed in a rough smile staring at his reflection in the mirror. Whether from when his dull skin looks white, his body as big as a male XL now looks perfect. Like a magazine model, can she be proud? God turns out to be fair to her, Dugong seems to be able to be beautiful.

"I'm beautiful." she muttered, smiling alone. Unwittingly Kenzo, begins to sit on the edge of the dressing table before him.

His fingers touched Amel's forehead...

"It hurts!!" his screech rubbed his forehead which felt numb.

Kenzo got up, stood behind Amel grabbing a comb from his hand, slowly combing the long hair of the girl who was still wet.

"You're like an evil queen (the figure in the Snow White fairy tale, the snow princess stepmother), the mirror-mirror of who is the prettiest in the world.." she smiled at the reflection of their reflection in the mirror.

"Do I look as arrogant and mean as I am?" tanyanya stared at their shadow. Anxious, so Amel, he did not want to be slowly arrogant like Marina and Keyla.

Kenzo sighed harshly, "I like the nature of evil queens, she is confident, not easily bullied. Good if you're going to slowly seem to,"

"He's the antagonist who kills everyone, who is said to be prettier than him by the magic mirror." said Amel, clenching his forehead, annoyed.

Kenzo's fingers, still moving around combing Amel's hair, "Magic mirror, like an unfaithful couple. Whereas the evil queen is like someone who loves and cares only for the words of the magic mirror..."

"What if the position of the magic mirror is replaced with a husband loyal to the evil queen? Every waking from his sleep says, You are the prettiest. Looking in the mirror, hugging his wife from behind, he said, My wife is so beautiful,"

"The evil queen will not be a vile woman who has envious nature. But an independent woman who steps full of confidence," he continued.

"So, what kind of character does a woman have depending on her partner?" ask Amel to conclude.

Kenzo shook his head, "No, but to what extent does he love and care for his partner. As well as how loyal his partner is, to just look at his wife's beauty..."

Kenzo was still combing for a while until, "It's done..."

"You're the prettiest." the girl hugged him from behind.

Amel loosened his head, staring at Kenzo. Heard those words from him.

Seriate