My Kenzo
Cacti

The feeling of annoyance that he held, until food became his impingement. Amel was really holding back his emotions, "I fell down." he told a lie with his mouth full.

"Basic fat rice barrel!!" Gilang smilingly approached him, palpating the bruised scar on his forehead. "It's better to be more careful" he said, looking anxious.

"I.ltya..." Amel looks flabbergasted.

"Say, my friend's having a party at the club you're in..." Keyla came to interrupt.

"Dad will be angry if I go to that place" he said.

"But the one who's having my best friend's party," Keyla bowed.

This female white fox wanted Gilang's credit card again.Amel muttered a sigh many times after knowing all about the truly beautiful woman. Beautiful, as pretty as a Korean celebrity? Perhaps more, his body was like an Indian celebrity, his skin as white as milk. Beautiful well-groomed long brownish hair, a pointed nose and sexy thin lips.

It really made Amel think... Is God not wrong to give crazy advantages to him... I got a fat body...

"You go alone, huh?" jeruk Gilang's.

"Yes, but he used to treat me. Please just help me out this time, I want to throw a party for her. I mean treat the people at the club'night.." said Keyla bowed down, expectantly.

Make money problems again... But it is true, love is blind. An educated man like Gilang can be deceived by love... But is it true I'm just a figure who's gonna end up marrying a kang cilok? Ojek kang? Kang parking? Kale... I was getting hungry.he muttered inwardly began to pick up his bag to get ready to go home. Remembering that his task today is over.

Gilang nodded, sighing harshly, "Later I transfer." he said.

"I love you.." Keyla's words hugged Gilang's body tightly.

"Me too." he said back to Keyla's embrace.

Amel clenched his hands, still in pain, all trying in his custody. Trying to be the third person? There's no way Gilang would like it. However, that was love for him, giving without asking for anything in return.

Kang cilok, kang ojek, kang parking. At home I ate kale. Receiving a job from Gilang was the worst choice he made.

Maybe only until Marina's child is born will she survive. Raising money brings the tiny baby back to the other city where he came from. Then look for a better job, according to his education.

"Amel, you want to go home? Let me take you," Gilang let go of his embrace. Smiling at Amel, go back to being nice. It gives false hope to the fat girl.

***

Laughing with happiness? Maybe that's what a pair of friends looks familiar. A pal? Even though their hearts did not say that. But that is the reality, the result of the woman who can not stop eating. And the man who only pursues physical appearance.

Amel waved his hand, staring at Gilang's departure after driving him back. Sighs repeatedly, until entering the boarding house gets a probing view of a pregnant woman whose stomach begins to enlarge.

"Why? You seem to suspect your husband who just came home from work having an affair." he said put down his bag.

"His husband? I'm not a lesbian!! Look at my stomach, here's the proof, I'm not a melon eating a melon." said Marina sighing violently.

"Then?" Dugong, meaning Amel walked scooping white rice in magicom. Mountain rice with salted fish side dishes and kale stir fry.

"Amel, does Gilang really not like you?" tanyanya, just noticed the strange eyes of Gilang. Look at Amel's eyes as usual. But just realized, it does not look to love each other like friends. More like a dream...

Time and time again Amel sighed, "I tried to chase after the old him, still might be able to materialize. But to chase after him now, was already impossible. I gave up, let her be happy with a woman who is more perfect than me." she said with a smile, again chewing her plate of rice.

"Generating what? You still like him, right? Photos in the drawer, photos everywhere." his lips stared in wonder after a room with Amel for months.

Amel clenched his forehead and said with his mouth full, "Then what should I do?" tanyakanya.

"Show me your struggle, pay attention to her. This is my advice, because only you are willing to take care of me." Marina replied excitedly.

Amel began to smile, although free, but he wanted to give good memories to himself before his departure later.

***

Strange thing he did, making cookies with a lot of money may be just his way of giving attention.

Riding on the ojek, where surely the ojek driver complained in his heart. Given the weight of the passengers.

What does an Amel do? The fat lady clenched her hands, staring at the large gate before her with two security guards.

"I want to meet Gilang, is it okay?" tanyakanya.

He was really confused as to how to get in. Sighs many times, when you want to enter the big house but urgently. Until the middle-aged man's voice full of charisma shocked him, "Who are you?" tanyakanya.

"I am Amel a friend of Gilang." replied Amel, only ever heard of the father figure of his best friend. However, today he witnessed for himself, the handsome, yet domineering middle-aged man who gave off an emperor-like domineering aura.

"What's up here!? Spark..." Leon (the father of Gilang) looked at him sharply.

Whether due to stuttering from fear, Amel reflexes on his knees, as if to get anger from an emperor. "I just want to give a cookie to Gilang. Please put it in his room... It's really non-toxic." he said.

This emperor will order his guards to cut off my head.

However Leon thinned his lips to hold back his laughter. A friend who might be good to Gilang, a fat girl who looks sincerely befriended her son.

"Give it to him himself, he'll be home later in the afternoon." said Leon was about to step away.

"Uncle!! Please give it to her, I don't dare give it to myself" Amel said.

"Okay, I'll help you. But please help me keep Gilang from Keyla. Don't let them sleep together" Leon said expectantly, knowing Keyla would never be able to be sincere with her son.

Amel's problem? Gilang once told about his best friend who was made his lover's assistant.

Amel thought for a moment, then nodded, sign approving. Their deal.

***

Faced alone with a cunning female white fox. Resisting heartache, stare whenever the couple hugs or kisses in front of him.

However, Amel was the one who had been keeping Gilang from Keyla's entanglement. Several times Keyla gave the drink with a strong medicine in it. What did Amel do? Of course change it, make a new one.

Not only that, each Gilang was forced or wooed to sleep one bedroom. It was he who reported to Leon, so that the father contacted his son to immediately return to the main residence.

All efforts thwarted Amel, as the man he loved? As friends? I don't know, all he did was be sincere. Don't want Gilang entangled the wrong woman.

The wrong woman? Not a woman who looks good. It was suddenly Keyla wanted to vacation in the villa, alone.

The woman is now sitting on the bed. Wearing a dress as thin as a tissue cloth, with no interior at all.

A picture of the beautiful face of a young man in his gaze was fixed,"Young man, rich, lonely without a wife, will want more warmth.." he murmured with a smile.

"Keyla," Amel brought her a glass of fresh drink.

"Emm, just put it down." he said.

"That's a picture of who?" tanyanya knitted her forehead.

Amel suddenly grabbed him, his cheeks gripped by Keyla's sharp nails. "Dugong, if not Gilang kindly hired you as my assistant, where you are looking for money, capital looks rotten like you. It's just going to be a bum" he said pushing Amel's body.

"Don't dare to ask too many questions!!" continued.

Graduates of S1, should get a better job, right? Than an assistant to an unemployed.

Amel tried to get up, he could have fought but did not do. Can only keep Gilang. He began to give up with his heart. Waiting for the birth of Marina's child, before finally leaving to give up everything...

Seriate

...Cactus flower? Today I just found out the flowers of the thorny plant can be as beautiful as a lotus flower......

...The flower bloomed for only a few hours before it finally shrunk to a wither......

...Maybe I resemble a cactus, a thorny plant that has no beauty at all. Showing a flower that only blooms for a moment......

...But as beautiful as a lotus? That is how my heart loves you. Although, I know it will wither, because this feeling never reciprocates......

...I love you. Stifled words in my ugly body of thorns......

Amelis...