My Kenzo
Dream Son-in-law

Today Amel woke up in his bed alone. His eyes opened, watching the sun start to rise. Walk out of the room slowly,"Kenzo.." call him a few times, walk down the stairs.

Until his steps stopped, observe a bowl of porridge and a glass of ginger tea on the table. And a note...

'Dear.... for the first time I called dear, strange huh? Today I have to go to the Philippines, I've sent servants to look after you while, this afternoon the waiter who looks after you will arrive. I'll be home soon.I promise...'

'The husband who loves you'

'Kenzo's...'

Amel smiled, reading the note her husband had written. Eating porridge alone does not know what is happening.

On this day, he was going to the hospital, checking his health in total. His body is tired faster, as well as headaches that often occur.

Maybe a little fetus is growing in her womb? It just crossed his mind. However, if true, this would be a surprise for her husband, upon returning from the Philippines later.

The philippines? The Kenzo visa is for Singapore and Japan only. Visas and passports are still in the drawer next to their bed.

***

The young man who tried to smile, wore the clothes of the cargo officer. Ride the transport ship in front of him. Expeditionary ships, many large iron boxes on it, with the purpose of other countries.

His steps came to a halt, groping one of the expedition boxes, a giant locked box. Its contents? Humans will be smuggled, some people are unconscious.

Looking evidence? That's what he would do, only able to infiltrate two professional guards, given the tightness of care.

The sea breeze hit her hair, as if giving up everything, never having anything. Going home? He wants to go home, cook with his wife, joke, do endless work, until finally sleeping close his eyes in his arms.

Can he go home? I don't know, a young man who's really going to be a father. Not just the foster father anymore, but two pairs of small hands with his red blood flowing in their bodies.

***

Nindy clenched her forehead, trying to contact her brother repeatedly. After learning the news of Gilang's accident from the social media account that the young man had. Doesn't want the older brother to visit a friend who is like his ex.

What kind of friend does her brother have let him reveal it to himself. However, Amel's phone is off, strange isn't it? Maybe because all night in the hospital, the cell phone he has lowbat.

"It's okay, as long as Kenzo doesn't know about the person who once liked the round tofu in the fry of the 500s is Gilang.." the mouth was calm.

"Nindy, who are you calling?" Brenda came up to him, clenching his forehead, full of suspicion.

"Friends.." answered Nindy smiling.

"Man or woman?" a fashion complex of mothers who are questioning their daughters in whichever bonceng, suddenly appears.

"Man, a little more mature than me, well-established, from a good family.." Dustanya smiled, walking away from Brenda.

"Sister Brenda, let's go to the salon next time." he continued, releasing men's clothes on the mannequin.

"Bre... Brenda?" a call that was still unfamiliar to him. Somehow he was more comfortable if the shameless little girl called him Brandon. To the salon together? It was as if his soul was thrashing. I don't want to be his girlfriend! Then what do you want to be?

To be like her mother? Her sister? Or the...

Brenda's gaze shifted, looking at Nindy who was moving mannequin shaped body, in a way like hugging him. The button of the mannequin shirt opened his little fingers.

Brenda was stunned, somehow maybe because of the age that was mature enough, hormones as a man appeared to affect his brain. As if feeling a sensation, the buttons of his shirt were released.

Until the small hand crept to unbutton the trousers, which are worn mannequins.

Weird, really weird... Brandon is a normal guy who feels disgusted by a woman's touch. Wearing Brenda's identity so that no woman would approach her, in the sense of subtly refusing. Realized inability.

Yet this girl actually made him die a flea. Toying with him is like a kite that can be pulled out. And unfortunately he was entangled, tied to his game.

"Nindy...." Bara (a Nindy High School friend) suddenly appears. The young man who is strong, his father is a military official, while he himself still follows the military education of the TNI AU.

Air Force? Right, that's the ideal Bara followed in his father's footsteps. The dashing young man embraces his fashionable looking mother's shoulder into Nindy's boutique.

What will jelly nata de coco do? Will he be defeated by a brave army. Brenda was silent with her pale face.

Especially when Nindy who used to live in France, reflexes kiss the right and left cheeks of the young man.

"Sorry, habit. I've lived in another country for too long" he said with a small laugh.

"It's okay, auntie understands. Well, it's beautiful, so you're Nindy. They often tell stories about you. Smart, independent, beautiful, overseas graduates and now coupled with success at a young age. The ideal son-in-law candidate." he said as if to establish Nindy as the prospective daughter-in-law of his target. Embrace the young girl's shoulder.

"It's no coincidence, brother-in-law who financed college and gave capital, opened a boutique..." Nindy said with a smile. In a moment of silence, Bara and her mother fell silent, staring at Nindy.

"Your sister's husband Amel who graduated from S1? Fat one?" bara asked, answered with a nod by Nindy.

"Your sister-in-law didn't mean to make you a second wife, did she?" continued.

Plaque...

Nindy immediately threw a punch to the shoulder of the young army candidate. Meanwhile, Brenda who heard everything, could only thin her lips to hold her laughter.

"Where is possible!! My brother Amel the round tofu is now as pretty as an adult magazine model, her skin as white as a Korean celebrity. Getting honey!? That brother-in-law, the loyal role model man!!" he said, pinching Bara's cheek, like the young army candidate's pride was lost in front of Nindy's bully.

"Thank God, aunt thought the same thing. Nowadays, there is rarely a good husband to his wife's family," the middle-aged woman laughed again, smiling to melt the atmosphere.

Brenda clenched her forehead, walking like a peony approaching them,"Siang.." he said. Really hate the figure of Bara.

"You hired a transvestite?" Bara clenched his forehead, asking Nindy.

She-your head? I want to show my karate ability once in a while. Can karate? Of course, Brenda holds a black belt from the age of 17. Again he was not jealous, just worried about Nindy. With a heart that feels hot to have, does not want Nindy captured by others.

"Include him Brenda, the owner of this half-boutique, as well as an experienced designer. We also opened a branch in another city, but it's still in the construction phase." explains Nindy introduced Brenda.

Brother Brandon!! Come outside!! Be jealous!! She's an army candidate you know..dream husband, the girl lovers the mighty strong man. Good thing there is still your dear Nindy who has deviant tastes!! Because it's out!! Show me you're not nata de coco... Nindy gave her spirit in her heart. Hopefully, his feelings will be reciprocated.

"Bara.." said Bara as if reluctant to introduce himself.

"Brenda," Brenda smiled at him,"Nindy let's take them around. I will serve new customers who come." he said let them go deeper.

"Yes..." Nindy smiled, but who knows what was in her heart.

Brandon, aren't you jealous? Don't like Nindy? Letting Nindy board a war plane with Bara.

While Brenda clenched her forehead, calling one of the officers. Give him some amulets, sorry wrong some money sheets with pictures of the proclamator figure.

"Follow Nindy inside, if they hug, or kiss, even talking about marriage. Straight out to meet me." he said in a small voice. But not a pretty voice lurking anymore. Baritone voice of a Brandon.

Jelly nata de coco could not accept hers wanted to be flown to the seventh sky by the would-be soldier. Just imagining it was stifling for Brandon. Wait Brandon? Will Nindy be able to wake up a man who's been missing for 11 years?

Seriate