My Kenzo
Just fine

...Even a calm sea, one day a storm will disturb him...

...Not trusting humans completely, maybe that's me. All I trust 'My heart loves them.' is that......

Kenzos...

A smile was seen on his face, unable to hate his sister. However, it is undeniable that he feels inferior. Knowing everything, pretending to smile in his selfishness. After Amel was happy or not with him.

His wife's mouth said, love him.it was enough for him.

The young man walked into a cafe. Staring towards Gilang, who was sitting on a desk chair by the window. The personality, the past, the family, everything that his sister had felt more perfect, the rainwater soaked the dewy windows. The young man smiled, sitting opposite his sister.

"Have you waited so long? I'm sorry, Amel is not feeling well for a few days so." he said, starting to sit opposite Gilang.

"He sick?" tanya Gilang looked worried.

Kenzo's lips trembled, trying to smile withstanding his painful feelings. The brother who worries about his wife? Was their relationship that close? Lots of questions in her mind.

Getting angry? Kenzo cannot be angry, nor can he swear. The man who secretly liked his wife was his own sister. Life debt? Fraternity feeling? Something she still remembers.

The young man nodded, "Yes, he said his monthly cycle might be coming soon..." Kenzo whispered, chuckled, hiding his feelings of insecurity and distress all by himself.

"Waiters.." call Gilang, order two cups of warm coffee for them. Stay still for a moment, thinking about what to say to your sister.

***

A few minutes passed, two cups of warm drinks were served. Crossed down, then smiled, "Son, remember our promise when we were kids?" tanyakanya.

"Ja.. promise?" Kenzo pretended to smile, his fingers still holding the coffee cup trembled slightly.

Amel loves her, doesn't he? Then what to fear. Not alone anymore, his little family will be there, filling the house he will have.

"Sister, I want to apologize to you. Whether you remember or not about our promise, I want to ask Amel." he said, staring at Kenzo. Waiting for the brother's answer.

Getting angry? Maybe Kenzo will beat him up, it will be accepted by Gilang. But his feelings for Amel are still there, not only is his heart good, but his physical appearance has changed. The more he wanted to have it, the more he dared to ask his brother.

The brother who is known only by his outer side, a tough, vile young man, someone who will not be daunted just because he lost one person in his life. That's Kenzo's figure in Gilang's eyes.

A sister? Not even Gilang knew how lonely Kenzo lived. Misunderstandings about the real figure of the older brother, the young man who only protects himself, pretends to be tough, has a heart like a broken mirror.

"To ask Amel, you're kidding me..." Kenzo laughed, like it was all a joke. Wishing her sister would come laughing, still hiding everything. Even his hope, Gilang would never say it. Hope Gilang tries to forget about Amel, for himself.

But no, Gilang did not laugh at all. Staring at Kenzo was full of seriousness, "I love him, he has also liked me for a long time. But I realized too late. Amel always makes cakes for me. Protecting me from Keyla, not letting him.." Gilang's words interrupted.

"She's my wife now..." Kenzo bowed, his laughter halted.

"So don't understand, you who suddenly appeared are among us!!" snapped it.

"I told you she's my wife. We promised at the altar we would love each other until death do us part!! She's my wife." she said with a smile, a smile that felt awkward. His clenched hands held back his tears that were about to flow.

Wanting to scream at Gilang, to stop his words, not wanting to hear all, words that would only cause doubt, like a whip that hurt him. Who suddenly appeared among them? Third person? No, Amel is his.

"You're so different, Amel will slowly realize he can't be with his sister. Life moves around, has many enemies, bipolar. What if one day your sister or your son hurt him..." Gilang stared intently at his brother.

"She is my wife." she muttered back, clenching her hands tighter.

Stop that!! I can make it happy, a. I can....Whether I can. doubts began to exist in him, Gilang words none of which was wrong. Injure Amel? Will he lose control someday?

"Don't tie her feelings with gratitude. She seemed to be smiling, but was actually hiding her painful feelings. Amel is too kind, he will not blatantly say 'never love you'.." Gilang's words stopped.

Stop it, tell me the truth... Kenzo is starting to rise.

"She's my wife, I promised we'd be together until God called one of us." she said clenching her hand.

Until Gilang rose up, "Kenzo, what if we make a proof. To open your eyes!!"

"Spend all day with him tomorrow, right at 10 p.m., I'm gonna have an accident. He'll stay with you, or go see me." he continued.

***

Of love? Something beautiful for him, today there are not many activities that they do together. Just mow the lawn and water the plants in the yard. The rest, working in study rooms, computer devices, fax machines, photocopies are all there.

Flight tickets, passports, visas, all had been prepared by Kenzo without Amel's knowledge. Returning to live in Japan may be the goal, secretly smiling, staring at the three tickets in the drawer. To her, Amel and Sany. Tickets to Singapore, to pick up the other five children. Heading to their small house in Japan, the house to be renovated by him.

Stay without anyone, as before. Eat cheap warm fish cakes in the winter with their small family. Making Amel really love him, making his wife's feelings only go to him.

Amel will love her, happy as ever. Smiling, in her beautiful imagination, put the three tickets back into the drawer.

The cold air of the mountain air was felt, the sound of crickets sounded loud. Couples who have been wearing their pajamas.

"Is your head still hurting?" Kenzo clenched his forehead, hugging his wife tightly.

"Sometimes, there may be a lack of sugar..." Amel smiled back at her embrace, in a warm blanket.

"If tomorrow is still sick too, you have to go to the doctor" he said.

"Ready captain..." Amel smiled, raising one of his hands, as if paying respect.

"Good," Kenzo peeked at his forehead, silent for a moment."Ameel...."

"Emm?" she was still smiling in her husband's arms.

"Can you accept me, just out of gratitude?" tanyakanya.

Amel clenched his forehead, loosened his head, "Don't think weird, I'm your wife. I definitely love you..."

Kenzo only nodded, but doubts remained in his heart. Doubtful about his wife who has too good a heart.

Too well? Maybe Gilang's words are true, just gratitude. But he wanted to stay selfish, close his eyes, and ears. Pretending not to know everything, a good husband without knowing his wife's past.

Until Amel's phone suddenly sounded, with the name of a person called Marina.

"Who?" Kenzo knitted his forehead.

"Marina, Sany's birth mother. I picked up first" he said, sitting on the bed raising the call.

"Hello, Marina?"

The voice of someone across there sounded panicked, "Amel, Gilang was in a car accident. I'm on my way to the hospital. Your blood type is the same, just in case. Can you come?"

"I'll be there, send her the hospital address." said Amel, turning off his call, after Marina agreed.

The woman immediately got up, grabbed her jacket, "Kenzo, Gilang had an accident. My blood type just happens to be the same, I will..."

Kenzo tried to smile, "How do you know your blood type is the same?" tanyanya, holding back her choking feelings, waited for the words from his wife's lips.

Amel's hands clenched, but maybe it was time to be honest. Don't want Kenzo to misunderstand the relationship. After all, he and Gilang were only friends until the end, right? Although she used to love it, now everything is for Kenzo, her husband.

"I'm sorry, we lied, we used to know each other. Being a good friend for two years, when I was in college in this city." said Amel, put a phoncell and a wallet in his bag. He looked and waited for the expression on her husband's face. Hope there is no suspicion or sadness in the look on his face.

"Can you stay?" asked Kenzo in a weak tone.

"What?" Amel who hastily knitted his forehead did not hear clearly.

"It's okay, we go to the hospital together," Kenzo tried to smile, grab his car keys, grip his wife's fingers tightly.

This proves nothing, nothing can separate us but death. We'll stay in Japan, waiting for you to forget it. Because I'm a selfish antagonist...

He tried to walk as if nothing had happened. Be okay? If the psychological condition of ordinary people may be yes. But for bipolar...

A smile? All right, maybe just a mask for him. Hiding the rotting wound in his heart. Gnawed until his death...

Seriate