My Kenzo
Three Brothers

The night wind hit her hair, a fat woman, holding a tiny baby who was asleep. A night view from inside an oncoming train is visible.

I don't know why again and again his tears are dripping. His heart might still be hard to let go of everything. However, it is a provision. He was just a passing figure in the life of the male lead, someone he loved.

Bespectacled, wearing a pome, every smile showing his braces, now a beautiful young man accompanied by a beautiful woman.

The reason Amel can love her that deep? Perhaps his heart was moved when the young man smiled at him, speaking in sincerity without feeling uncomfortable at him.

The love that really penetrated into the recesses of his heart. Amel could only shed his tears, tightly hugging the little princess who was trying to adopt him.

Forget about Gilang slowly, the kind-hearted young man who was never able to love her...

Can't ever love her? Salah, Gilang from the beginning had loved him, the young man was now stopping his car on the side of the road. Her tears flowed incessantly, pounding her chest that felt tight...

"Why losing a friend feels like this.." he muttered, leaning his body against the driver's seat.

For a moment the mirage of Amel who often hitchhiked in his car was seen. Girls who do not like challenges, live flat and keep chewing.

'Say, stop I want to buy meatballs...'

'Let me be the last...'

Amel simply shook his head, smilingly pulling his hand out of the car. Women who rarely ask for anything from him. Friendship that feels sincere, but Gilang's self has not realized how rooted Amel in his heart. The mask of friendship.

"Stupid fat!! Aggrrhh.." he cried out in tears. Angry, somehow he was angry at this moment. Angry at who? I don't know, maybe this pain will disappear slowly...

***

The fat woman was already much calmer, dragging her suitcase, walking into a dark alley, clutching her sleeping daughter.

Until the house is seen also in the end, a luxury home? No, just an ordinary house in a densely populated settlement.

Amel closed his eyes for a moment, inhaling a deep breath, knocking on the door...

"Mother.." call her.

"A little while." a man's voice sounded.

Until the door finally opened,"Amel!!" the young man snapped clenching his hands full of anger.

"Whose child!? Are you impregnated by a br*ngsek man and he doesn't want to take responsibility!?" snapped Glen (the half-brother is not as blood as Amel), clutching the shoulder of his favorite sister.

Pregnant guy br*ngsek? Even the lilok kang may be ogah close to me.

"I'm .." Amel hasn't been able to explain.

Glen clasped his fingers while shedding his tears, "Who is the father of this child? Brother will look for her, drag her before you force her to marry you..."

The young man suddenly shook his head, changed his mind, staring intently trying his hardest,"No!! She doesn't deserve to marry you! Cowardly men will be bad fathers and husbands!! Take it easy, we have no blood relation, brother will marry you..."

I'm who? Me where? Be married? Why did she get married to Glen... Amel really did not think.

The fat lady stared strangely, frozen in speechless silence. Until Glen's face that was too close, full of seriousness with his sister driven Vienna (the stepmother who raised Amel) caused him to fall on the floor.

"Don't say anything no, Amel will adopt her because her best friend who is pregnant out of wedlock, intends to commit suicide" said Vienna, reaching for a tiny baby who was asleep in the arms of Amel, after previously contacted by the princess.

"It hurts!!" Glen held onto his waist, then got up, "So this isn't your son?" his question, answered with a nod by Amel.

"Where is Nindy (one father's half-brother to Amel)?" tanyanya started putting down her suitcase.

"While out, he said there was a khursus." replied Vienna, began to walk into the room Amel put the little baby slowly on the bed kapok.

Amel let out a rough sigh, himself three brothers with a complicated relationship. Glen was a Viennese child with her first husband who had been divorced for a long time. While Vienna married for the second time with Fero (the father of Amel) the widower gave birth to one.

From his marriage produced a daughter named Nindy. Fero died when Amel was five, while Nindy was one.

Vienna raised her three children with a mediocre life. Maybe that's why Amel looked at his stepmother like a hero. He chose to take care of himself who had no blood relation at all to Vienna.

"Dad, is he home?" ask Amel back.

Daddy's? Isn't Fero, Amel's real father, dead? True, his real father is dead.

Vienna married two years ago to a widower. Quiet life enough? No, Alwi that's the husband's name from his third marriage. Rude men, often drunk, not infrequently hire women night, even often steal Vienna money.

Beat Glen up, if he defends his mother. Even Nindy who is still stepping on the SMU bench is often the material of venting the father's anger.

Vienna had demanded a divorce, so Alwi threatened to kill her and her children if they were to separate. Frightened, Vienna could only agree to a reference.

"It's been two days that Alwi (the husband of Vienna at this time) has not returned home." replied Vienna looking gloomy.

"Nindy got her diploma?" Amel tried to divert the conversation.

"Had, he wanted to go to design school, she said. But it might be delayed, I don't have the money yet..." Vienna took a breath again.

"Mother just relax!! I have an S1 diploma!! I'll work in an office, a big skyscraper!! Money matters don't matter, you just have to take care of my daughter..." Amel smiled without sin. Full of determination, as if a smooth path would be taken.

***

One month later...

Seamless path? It does not feel like dozens of companies have entered. Low GPA, standard face, unattractive appearance, without work experience, being the ringleader himself is not accepted by any company.

A month had passed, Amel had only eaten rice and salt, given his meager savings. Plus had to buy formula milk for his daughter.

His older brother Glen only worked as a laborer to lower LPG gas, while Nindy's younger brother only focused on learning. The girl who really has high ambitions, ambitious herself will have everything someday.

Amel sighed, not getting a job yet. Just being a burden, staring at her mother threading the thread into the needle.

Until that terrible day comes...

The day Alwi returned home drunk, after a month or so of not returning home.

Prangs...

Front pot of the house in his corner. "Vienna!! Vienna!! P*stiff!!" he shouted, rummaging in a semi-conscious state from the front area of the house, banging on the door violently.

Slowly the terrified Vienna opened the door. Didn't want her husband to make a noise that would be the subject of neighbor gossip.

"good huh? Husband not welcome!?" he snapped, laughing loudly with shaky steps due to the influence of alcohol.

For more than a month, Alwi did not go home, precisely after bringing a run for Vienna savings, which was actually intended for Nindy's college entrance fee.

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