My Kenzo
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Gilang sighed harshly, smilingly recalling all his memories. Feeling too late? Consider it true, one slap from Marina is still felt to this day. When she finds out about Keyla's infamy, she searches for Amel's whereabouts, hoping Marina finds out.

The feelings that Amel harbored for two years were finally known to him. Loving in silence, pretending to smile in front of him. Maybe too deep of the pain it gives.

Address? Gilang has been trying to find him out of town. But nothing, with no results at all. His stepfather died at the hands of his brother, perhaps that's why Amel asked him for help to free his brother.

The court? In jail? All have been visited by him. But Glen was free, without being entangled in the slightest law. Someone helped her, I don't know who. Amel and his family disappeared without a trace. Someone is hiding them.

Perhaps only asking for Kenzo's help through Frans, his only hope right now is to get information about Amel's whereabouts.

Gilang shed his tears, breathing deeply. He doesn't care anymore, whoever's gonna get in their way later."I will fix everything, I promise I will be completely selfish this time. So you can stay with me..."

Fixing the pain she had been in for 2 years. Can't fall in love? Just a friend? The first person to deny it was Amel. Now Gilang understood, he also actually had denied their friendship.

The sound of the apartment bell was heard, Gilang slowly opened it, without seeing who came through the CCTV first.

"You what!?" ask Keyla, staring.

"Look, I'll apologize to Amel, for being rude to him. I love you, the words I accidentally said, because.." The tearful speech stopped, Gilang stared intently at him.

"You took the trouble of following me to Singapore just for this? Take off your clothes, then I'll consider your apology." he said.

Undressing? Maybe Gilang has accepted it. Maybe that's what Keyla thinks.

"I'll open it in your apartment, can I come in?" keyla asked, looking at Gilang with a longing expression, moving closer to him.

"No.Open here, or I won't forgive.." the young man smiled.

With hesitation, Keyla took off all her clothes. Without a thread, her white body, bruised and even scuffed, an act her husband did last night.

Slowly walk up to Gilang, "I love you.." whispered.

Gilang stepped up, picking up all of Keyla's clothes, including a fantastically prized bermuda triangle with ropes and lace. Then throw it down, through a window in the hallway of the apartment.

"A...what are you doing!?" Keyla seemed to not understand, hugging Gilang from behind without a thread on his body. Two soft parts without obstructions stuck tightness on Gilang's back. His hand crept forward, about to open the young man's belt. To lead him into the apartment.

"I forgive you. But if it wasn't for my blind faith in you, Amel wouldn't have left. So, never expect to enter my family with status, big mistress. It's not yours." whispered, turning around pushing Keyla's body that had perfect shape.

Not affected one bit? Of course, considering how many men had sipped his entire body. I don't know how many men shook him in bed.

Beautiful body shape? It's free, there's no love there, just wanting material things.

Brug...

The apartment door was slammed tightly. Not letting Keyla enter it, leaving the woman naked in the hallway of the apartment.

"Deliver!! Open it!! No kidding!!" his yell.

Gilang smiled, sighing harshly, as long as he had a relationship with Keyla, Amel always looked after her. Not allowing himself to have an extramarital relationship, a mistake he will regret. Now he understood, someone who loved him sincerely without expecting anything in return. Resisting pain alone.

***

It was late in the afternoon, more than 12 hours away. Directly to the hotel. Whatever it was, Frans was like a man of infidelity, waking them up in the early hours. Not even letting them take a shower.

"I want to sleep..." Amel stuffed himself into a blanket at the hotel where he was staying, after checking in.

"Wake first..." Kenzo pulled his foot out of bed.

"No way," the girl stubbornly put herself back in the blanket.

"Bath tub here is pretty big. Take a shower or shower with me!?" tanyanya, began to lift the body of Amel and his blanket ala bridal style.

"Down me!! I can shower myself!!" amel thrashed like a caterpillar.

"No, we take a shower together? Wearing farmer's clothes? Farming?" ask her with a sensual tone.

Amel rounded his eyes, clenched his forehead, "You know about the farmer's clothes!" amel asked, in his suitcase the clothes of Nindy were still stored. Although it is currently impossible to use given the size of his body that is far shrinking.

"Of course, we lived together for quite a long time. Red, black lace, light blue tofu strainer, even.." Kenzo's words were cut.

"Enough!! Bawdy!! Embarrassing, put me down!!" upset Amel, until finally Kenzo dropped him off in front of the bathroom door.

Looked into her eyes, and ruffled Amel's hair, "I love you, so love you. Until we can grow old together, diligently clean up, exercise and eat healthy foods.." Amel's lips let out a glance and then smiled.

"Never die before me" he continued, leaving his hotel room.

Amel was stunned still, with a heartbeat unable to be conditioned. Realizing only one thing, Kenzo never intended to oppress him. Just being overprotective of her, wanting to be together longer with her. Using a crazy idea in him.

That perfectly closed door, he looked at it without blinking. Find a good guy? Not necessarily kang cilok, kang ojek, or kang parking. It doesn't have to be a doctor, a pilot, a CEO, a conglomerate kid, even an official. But this has to be. I have to find the perfect person.

Perfectly? No human being is perfect or heart as clean as an angel. But a person who can love perfectly, whatever his status, however he may seem, if he can love and be loved perfectly, that may be happiness.

***

The two men yawned simultaneously, exiting the car in front of a renowned university. Looking forward to Nindy's arrival, after sending her previous message.

Appear to be? The French are famous for apparently being arguably seductive, fashionable, beautiful bodies. Not all, but most.

Nindy finally looks too, holding a stranger. Clamoring, I don't know what they're talking about. Until at the end, kissing the right cheek, Nindy's left cheek. The handsome-looking man glanced at Amel. Crossing off blinking one of his eyes.

Nindy's attention began to be distracted, walking up to them with a flat-faced look.

Amel smiled, walked closer to hug the sister he missed, full of haru.

However, hugging unhappily, Nindy avoids Amel walking quickly near Kenzo.

Plaque...

A slap in his kite to the young man who supported his tuition fees.

"Who is this jal*ng woman!! Where's brother!! I know he's fat, ugly, dirty like Dugong. But don't hurt her by bringing this damn woman.." Nindy's cry broke, unable to recognize her own brother.

Not realizing, he had to start making new farmer clothing designs. Maybe even crazier clothes, for her brother's body.

Seriate