My Kenzo
White Tuxedo

"Dear!! The heart!!" Amel smiled, waving his hand at two of his new friends, who went home with their husbands.

Two paperbags carried him, sighing violently.

"Let's go home..." Kenzo clutched his fingers without hesitation. Pull it into the company car. Do not forget, the young man did not stay sedentary for a long time, so never had a car.

For some reason Amel smiled, holding back the pounding in his heart that could not be conditioned. The fingers of his hands that were still clasping each other glimpsed at him, sighing time and time again.

"This is for you..." Kenzo gave me the paperbag he was carrying.

Amel opened a box in a paper bag, the contents resemble the dress he had tried. But no way, the dress has been brought by Keyla. There was no way Kenzo.Amel's eyes glanced at him. But all his strange thoughts were dismissed.

"You bought it?" Amel clenched his forehead.

"No, it's a gift from one of my acquaintances." she replied ambiguously, smiling, peeping briefly at Amel's cheek.

This time Amel touched her cheek, did not wipe it again, slightly bowed, holding back her embarrassment. Not wanting to deny his feelings anymore, not to be denied, this cold-hearted young man melted down his defensive walls.

"This is for you!!" Amel offered one of the paper bags he was carrying. Its contents? Men's suit. Cheap ones? No, but after getting a crazy discount from Rambo, sorry wrong Rara. Fill up Amel's wallet enough to buy it.

Actually, the boutique owner wants to give free. But Amel insisted, intending to give a gift to the young man who had been looking after him all along.

Where do you get money from? Salary from the wine-picking site. One more every month, the money goes into his personal account as per their agreement agreement. Amel has quite a lot of savings, even more than he has collected from keeping stores and working on student papers.

"Forku? You bought it?" kenzo asked open the contents of the box in a paperbag, clenching his forehead. He was answered with a nod by Amel.

Totally suitable size without measuring directly at all. Why could? A year and a half more sleep while hugging Kenzo, making her size known to Amel perfectly.

"Thank you, I don't have the money to pay for it..." Kenzo approached, whispering in Amel's ear. "What if I reply with my body? Being yours whenever you want it.." A truly sensual tone, Amel's entire body goosebumps, his heartbeat really felt.

"Ti.. there's no need to reply!!" the girl snapped.

The company driver, however, sighed. Be grateful? Of course, they are like the first time they are dating. If the player loves a professional, maybe the driver's body will be hot cold, hearing unusual moaning sounds, from the rear passenger seat.

Relationship without status? It was okay, Kenzo waited patiently for him. Hugging Amel kala's body, began to close his eyes welcoming dreams. Staring at his calm face, lying next to him, if the sun begins to rise.

***

The plan, only three days they were in Singapore, no matter what happened. Frans made his schedule pretty tight this time. Immediately escape, the wrong intention was immediately to France for business and accompany Nindy, given the acceleration program he occupied. The sister will soon be attending graduation.

They had to leave soon after, before they could die, and then again got their point wrong before it was too late for the W&G Company to progress.

Worried? Of course, Frans was moving in no direction. Wait in the lobby, play the phone, even after spending a big bottle of mineral water. His heart was not calm either. His hands trembled imagining, the meeting of two people who love each other.

'I don't care about anything, I've found you. Marry me...' Gilang, clutching Amel's fingers, left his fiancee on stage.

'I love you too...' Two lovebirds hugged, leaving the older brother who turned his body. He closed his eyes, with tears flowing nonstop.

Stepping away, bowing alone...

As soon as the scene was about to happen, in Frans' imagination. I waited patiently in the hotel lobby. Until the couple with the color of matching black clothes was seen.

Graceful and beautiful, it does not look as easily oppressed as a black rose. Coupling the antagonist, the handsome young man, having a cold smile, looking smart had many rotten plans, did not even hesitate to act vile. That was what a glance could see, not the bright aura of princesses and princes.

But the aura of evil, of the couple, is really the concept of appropriate clothing. Rambo, one of which means Rara can not be considered as a designer teri class.

"Sir.." he told Kenzo.

"We're almost too late, let's go.." a smile rang on Kenzo's face, stepping with Amel.

***

The sound of the violin was heard, a party of the upper class covered by various foreign media. Several top businessmen interviewed journalists.

"Amel, adapt slowly, Frans will take care of you. I have to go somewhere." he said with a nod by Amel.

The girl stared at Kenzo's departure through the crowd of people who were there. Sighing roughly began to grab the cup cake that was available.

"Amel, I want to talk to you alone..." For some reason, Frans pulled his hand out. To find a quieter place, to talk.

***

Elsewhere, Kenzo leaned against the open door. Walk near his sister.

"Will to find investors? Why not just ask for my help?" tanyanya, now behind Gilang who is self-contained.

"Sister..." Gilang got up, hugged Kenzo's body. Missed it? Of course, it had been two years not meeting her brother after the last shooting incident.

"Basic!! Still.." he said, ruffling Gilang's hair, like repeating their childhood."Don't get engaged! What if the woman you like knows? I'll find you an investor..."

"No need, I'm an adult... Unlike older brother who never had a boyfriend," his lips stared cynically.

"I've got a girlfriend now," this time Kenzo again lied, indulging in a relationship without the status he lived in.

"May I ask your girlfriend?" tanya Gilang joked, but Kenzo fell silent, his face turning anxious.

"A. I.." for the first time, the antagonist was nervous.

"I'm just kidding!! There's a woman I like. I will never let go this time, if we meet again." said Gilang smiled, making the pale face of the brother again smiling brightly."First boyfriend, sister so look as positive.." he continued.

"The first? he was the last. If I don't get it, I don't have a home and another destination to go home to." Kenzo replies, starting to sit in the dressing room, staring at the little brother wearing a white tuxedo, revamping his appearance.

Can I wear a white tuxedo? Clasping his fingers toward the altar? Or never will, wear that outfit...

I want to see her in a dress, waiting for her in front of the priest. Beautiful bride, walk slowly, meet me...

Can do...

If not, I don't know how else...

"White tuxedo, I want to wear it..." Kenzo smiled, sighing harshly.

"Just leave it on, what's the problem?" Gilang.

"No, I want to wear it at my wedding or at my funeral." the young man smiled at Gilang.

"Antagonists like you will never die." sibling, returned his smile.

Seriate