Broken Home's Son Finds His Love

Chapter 15

In the morning, Zen was well dressed and carrying his suitcase, and Zen dragged his suitcase right at the dinner table.

Found her grandmother, mother and stepbrother were having breakfast.

"Moring grils" Sapa Bu Tari kissed Zen's forehead who was already sitting down for breakfast.

"Are you leaving Grandma's house?" Ask Mistress Lista confused.

"Grandmother, I'm going to attend Vanka's wedding in Scotland, I'm leaving today with Ken" Zen replies to his bread.

"What about the company?" Ask Mrs Lista.

"I want grandma to take care of it" Zen replied casually.

"Just help me take care of the Zen company" Timpal Bu Tari.

Kanya who heard the words of her stepmother became a sumringah.

"No mom, I don't like it when other people take care of my company!" Zen replied furiously.

"Stop all this Zen! Ask your sister!" Ms. Tari was both angry.

"He's not my step-sister!" Zen's reply pointed at Kanya.

"What is this that your grandmother taught you, and what this very expensive education made you defy the words of your mother" Typal Kanya dared.

"Him!" Shouted Bu Dance.

"Don't you despise the way my grandmother taught me! You and your family are just the ones who ruined my little family!" Zen replied furiously.

Zen then dragged his suitcase into the car and drove his car towards Ken's apartment.

"You know what dance is your fault?" Asked Mistress Lista as angry.

"I-I know ma'am" replied Miss Tari nervously.

"It's good to get all this done, I'll go to Zen's office to take care of it" Miss Lista said.

After the departure of Zen and Mistress Lista, Bu Tari looked at the frightened face of her stepson.

"Home home Kanya, mother will be here to take the confidence of the mother's biological children again. I'll take you to the airport later in the day" Bu Tari said passed.

"But ma'am" Reply Kanya shouted.

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Zen drove his car at a moderate speed, along the way Zen continued to shed tears. Just this time Zen was sneered by his half-brother.

Not feeling finally Zen reached Ken's apartment, Zen parked his car and then went down to the loby of the apartment.

Zen steps his foot towards the elevator, Zen presses the button where Ken's room is located. Zen's open-top elevator came out to Ken's room.

In front of Ken's room, Zen presses the bell of Ken's apartment before Ken opens his door. Ken looks neat with black shirt and pants.

"Miss, please come in" Invite Ken, because Ken knows Zen's swollen eyes signify Zen after crying.

Zen enters Ken's apartment, Zen sits on the sofa right in front of a large, thin television. While Ken, he wrestled in the kitchen and brought a cup of Zen's favorite coffee latte.

Ken sat on the sofa apart from Zen and kept a cup of coffee.

"Please drink miss" said Ken.

"I'm sorry Ken, I always make you hard" Zen replied in tears.

"Miss is fine, this is my duty as a subordinate" Ken said.

"Thank you Ken" Zen replied smilingly.

Zen received the glass that Ken thrust, slowly Zen drank the coffee that Ken made.

"Why can I suggest your coffee" Zen said.

"Of course miss please be happy" Ken replied smiling.

"Can't you tell sugar from salt? Or is this a new coffee?" Ask Zen.

Ken who heard Zen's question felt strange.

Did I get sugar wrong?. Inner Ken.

Curiously Ken picked up the coffee glass that Zen was holding and immediately sipped it.

Soon Ken returned to spit out the coffee he made.

"Why are you drinking, miss? It's salty" asked Ken feeling guilty.

"I guess there's a new flavor variant" replied the plain Zen.

Apart from the problem of coffee, now the watch in Zen hands shows at 8 am in the territory of the United Kingdom, with Zen rush to invite Ken to leave immediately. Previously Ken had booked a ticket to Scotland and bocked one of the hotels in Scotland

Zen and Ken got off the elevator and immediately stepped foot into the parking lot.

"Who will drive the car back to my house?" Zen asked confusedly.

"Let's just relax, miss, it's Mr. Roy waiting at the airport" Ken replied.

"Alright use my car only" Zen said entering his car.

With Ken deftly driving the bright yellow Zen car, Ken drove his car splitting the solid road.

30 Minutes passed, Zen and Ken arrived at the airport. It looks like Mr. Roy is waiting, with deft Mr. Roy lowered Zen and Ken's suitcase.

"Take this, give this key to grandma" said Zen thrusting his car keys.

"Well young lady" Reply Mr. Roy passed.

Zen and Ken enter the airport area, and soon the plane to Amsterdam will depart deftly Zen and Ken a little run.

Arriving in the plane, Zen and Ken are seated on the same bench. Zen chose to sit by the window.

The flight attendant came to teach her how to wear safety bells and floats, but for Zen and Ken this was common because Zen and Ken often boarded planes.

After the flight attendant left, Zen activated his phone without turning on his internet connection, because if connected it would be fatal as a result.

"Miss don't connect to the internet" Ken said.

"Are you stupid Ken? I used to get on planes and I knew it was forbidden" Zen replied.

"Then miss?" Ken asked confusedly.

"I just want to take a picture with you" Zen replied spontaneously.

Ahh is this a dream? Hit me. Like Miss Zen's dream taking me a picture. Inner Ken was happy.

With their respective styles photographed together, until Zen's drowsiness arrived, Zen leaned his head on Ken's shoulder. Ken whose shoulders are worn as a pillow by Zen is pleased, Ken looked at Zen's face that is white, clean and also emits the aura of his owner.

Ken flicked up Zen's little hair and slipped it in his ear.

"What a beautiful creation of your god" muttered Ken slowly.

If only I could get Miss Zen's love, I might have been a very lucky man to keep. Inner Ken.

As Ken's drowsiness also arrived, Ken chose to sleep leaning on the bench he was sitting on. Slowly Ken closed his eyes to make daydreams that he wanted to get his love Zen, but it was just a dream of course not necessarily Zen liked him because Zen had only considered as his brother only.