My Kenzo
Too Fatiguing

🍀🍀🍀🍀Plot this actually wants me to hold first. But because someone asked about Keyla, we discussed at a glance...😉🍀🍀🍀🍀

Currently, Singapore, the hotel that Keyla rented...

Plaque...

One slap made her cheek feel numb, a woman bowed with her long hair. The corner of her lips bled after being beaten by her husband.

Husband results from the match between the deceased's parents. Mika, a 50-year-old woman, must accept an even more bitter reality. He was willing to be pitted for the sake of his daughter, not wanting the child to lose the figure of the father.

But now? Not just sharing love once, with the younger ones. This time one more, the husband's mistress.

Tired. she was quite tired by following her husband to Singapore.

Noble wife must follow the words of husband, noble wife must not argue the words of husband, noble wife must accompany husband difficult or happy.

That was the advice of his late parents, advice he obeyed until now. For 20 years of inner pain, a honey who was 10 years younger than her, Mika thought it was enough. But these? The woman, who even looks about 25 years old, is the same age as her daughter.

Making love with her husband, being a mistress. The money? Not fair at all, Mika who was the first wife lived in a small house with remittances of 1,000,000 per month. The second wife lived in a luxurious house with a large yard, along with many servants. The money he got? I don't know...

Now coupled with the third wife, wrapped in jewelry and branded clothes, vacation to Singapore.

Mika held onto her swollen cheeks, crying incessantly. It has been five years that Antoni (husband Mika) has not seen her, saying she is too busy with her brick company.

Until Kristin, the boy who works at a pastry shop, collects money for her aging mother. Her real mother had liver disease. I hope that my mother can meet her father.

Before his death, remember the doctor who already has no solution. Liver graft? Can not be done, damage to organs too close to the vein, too risky. In addition, there is no matching donor, after years of waiting.

Kristin was trying, staring at the mother who was getting weaker every day. Waiting for her husband to meet her just to let go of the longing before death to pick her up, until finally Kristin uses all her money to meet her father who is in Singapore.

But unexpectedly, the seductive beautiful woman slapped her old mother. Even the father did not reward them with a warm hug, but a fist that hurt the corner of his mother's lips.

"Dad..mom is sick, don't you miss him?" kristin asked in tears, helping her to get up from the floor.

"ill? But it can still go to Singapore. Honey, they just want to trick you, ask for money for treatment, when the money is used for fun..." Keyla, hold tight, her husband's arm. With an innocent face, convince her.

"You why I got married again!? Look at your mother's wrinkled face!! Elementary school graduates!! Even if he's really sick, I just want to say.... Basic diseases! It's better to die sooner than to trouble everyone." said the man, the man who tried to be loved by Mika.

Mika's tears flowed, should she just die?

Coming from village to city with her husband, living a difficult life. Even had time to eat rice aking, one plate both. Life is really hard with a toddler named Kristin.

Watching the more the man he loved was well established, the more cold his nature changed. Increasingly, not to love him anymore, wrinkles? All humans will end up rotting underground. Is it just wrinkles that are the reason?

Polygamy with a second wife, back in polygamy with a young mistress, probably her daughter's age. It feels painful, really painful, to be a downcast woman with no self-esteem.

Mika did not answer still shed her tears. His body was completely weakened from the long journey, the burden of his mind, the wounds on his cheeks that were swollen from the hits and slaps. He always spoke wrong in the eyes of his husband. Even the silence is wrong.

"Christin! You're old enough, so I won't send you and your mom any more money. Learn to be independent." said Antoni staring at his daughter.

"A..dad, don't you love me and mom anymore?" ask her with teary eyes. Still remembered clearly in his mind, when they sold snacks on the side of the road in his childhood. When the mother patiently petrified her father, made coffee.

Happy days for Kristin. But now he and his mother are outcast. Their affection is lost by the body of makeup and beauty, making the father forget the people who hold his hand fingers when only can eat rice with boiled noodles one threes, in the rain, heavy, a leaky roof, in a warm family.

"The unfilial son!! I paid for your school!! Now here's your preview!!" Antoni raised his hand to slap Kristin.

Plaque...

But unexpectedly, Mika became a shield for him. Received a slap from her husband. "Antoni, I'm sorry..." Mika tried to smile, then looked down.

"We split up until here. Our way to step across. Don't curse Kristin again. I give it back to you, instead please don't consider Kristin your daughter anymore." she continued with her hands clenched, her tears flowing.

Already too tired, do not want the life of his daughter disturbed by the second wife of the father and his son. Or his more vile mistress.

"They will only complicate your life.... Trust me..." Keyla assured.

Antoni clenched his hands, Keyla was right, a son of an SMU graduate, a sickly wife cost a lot of money. While Keyla who was young and beautiful was beside him.

The kid? He has another child from his second wife who is still beautiful with no small maintenance costs, so the first wife who is sickly will only trouble his life."We part ways, let you die on the streets!! I'm gonna have people take care of the divorce..."

Kristin tears her eyes. Fingers clenched their hands, threw curses, "For this woman's sake dad doesn't want me and mom anymore?" tanyanya.

Her tears were flowing, "Jal*ng!! Whatever your name is. Remember my vow, I will never let you be happy. And I'm sorry, Mr. Antoni's fault,"

"My late grandmother left me a piece of land. I'll send you the certificate right away.that's the cost of having already poked and fed rice to my mouth. From today on, I am an orphan!! My father, who is a traveling merchant, has been called by God!!" a smile in tears flowed down his cheeks. Guiding the mother, grasping her hands tightly.

Antoni's hands clenched, wanting to stop his daughter. However, Keyla kissed her cheeks full of smiles, again making her lulled to forget all her problems.

Already dead? Maybe Kristin was right, Antoni was guiding her and her mother around selling snacks and coffee was already called God. The kind-hearted man was gone, apparently having turned into a rich coal businessman who loved beautiful looks.

My father is no more.... Kristin still embraces her mother's weak body with tears unraveling. The cry that seemed to imply a deep pain, preferring to consider his father dead, rather than sinning because he hated Mr. Antoni.

Walk hailing a taxi back to the airport. Back to the airport? Why did they have to arrive in Singapore now?

Their money is not much, expect the father to be where they live in Singapore for a few days, but it is not possible? Instead of having no shelter, it is better to go straight back to the airport back to his country.

However, the body was no longer strong. Every now and then Mika coughed with her mouth spitting out fresh blood.

"Mom. hang on, we'll be home in an hour. The plane will take off..." Kristin clutches her mother's fingers tightly, afraid of loss? That's his feeling right now. Kissing his wrinkled wok many times, clutching an increasingly pale face.

Cannot take her to a hospital in Singapore. Again, money is the reason. Embracing the mother's shoulder, "I'm sorry I'm useless, don't have a lot of money." he said softly, not heart on the condition of his mother.

Mika shook her head, then smiled, "All your wishes have been tried to fulfill. If the mother is not there later, forget everything, start a new life." he said with white lips.

Kristin nodded in her tears. Not giving the spirit of life anymore? Kristin wants it, but her mother has been suffering from her illness for three years. He watched with his own eyes.

Who wants the mother who gave birth and raised him? But if she can beg, Kristin wants her mother to stay alive, to laugh and smile with her as before. However, as God was testing her, the mother often vomited, high heat, bleeding from her mouth.

Women who are afraid of needles, should be infused many times.

Long wait, finally the plane took off as well. Leave the mother and child with a wound in their heart.

Three months later...

Her mother's divorce papers have come out, along with her mother's funeral.

Her mother had been detached, despite her status as a wife, who could only shed her tears every day. Missing her husband, longing for the back of the man who came to town with her from the village.

"Mother...are mothers happy?" his tan broke into tears, caressing the tombstone before him."Not feeling any pain anymore. I love my mom, so go with a smile." she said, tears nonstop.

The girl clutched her mother's wet burial ground, "I swear I don't have a father anymore. And that fox, I swear to God, will ruin his life, will never let him smile..."

Seriate

...Indeed the glory of a mother of a child who was educated and raised lovingly....

...The more filial and virtuous the child, the more the mother can lift her head before the Lord......

...Love your mother when she can still see you, still treading the earth, still breathing......

...If he had gone to face Him. Give your longing greetings through angels, say it with sincere prayer... ...

...His son will always love him, wherever he is......

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