Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)
We're In agreement
Leon went back to check the report, wearing his reading glasses. His hands were raised, about to drink, the vitamin C drink that Nila brought.
Unexpectedly, Kenzo suddenly appears before Leon, seizing his drinking glass.
Prangs...
The glass slammed the child until it broke into pieces, "My gratitude to Gilang. My last gift before going to the orphanage tomorrow." she told Leon.
Leon was stunned, a little or no he might understand, "It's night, sleep..."
The boy nodded, walked away, this was his last favor for the family that raised him, precisely at Gilang the only person who considered him a big brother. After this there will be only revenge. A grudge that lasted his entire life.
***
The car drove away from the residence, the car that was only driven by Nila, while Kenzo in the back seat complete with his suitcase.
Nila's hatred was already unbearable, in the child who should have been under her to the orphanage. Given what happened last night, wanting a Leon is hard to conquer.
"Is the orphanage still far away?" ask Kenzo.
"Outside the city, I look for you the best, with fresh air." replied Nila, trying to smile.
Kenzo stared at the car window, finally Suki threw it away because she was sick of seeing his face. The face that reminded Suki of her guilt towards Arman.
However, not in an orphanage, the car stopped at a deserted railway crossing, a place far from the main house. A place that feels foreign to Kenzo. "Get out!!" a clapping sound that sounded screech.
Kenzo came out hesitating. Unexpectedly, the impatient Nila pulled her rough body from the car, until she fell. Take out her suitcase, "An orphanage? Our family who raised you is feeling a loss!! You rude child of labor, warehouse thief." said Nila smiling.
"Auntie..I mean madam knows about my parents? What's their name!?" his tan rounded his eyes, holding onto Nila's feet so as not to get into the car immediately.
"At least you should be self-aware, your father was a thief in the Bold Company warehouse. A lowly person like you deserves nothing..." Nila was about to enter the car, but Kenzo's hand restrained her.
"His name!! What's his full name?" she cried, "I beg you!!" continued.
"Arman Wiratmaja..satisfied!?" kenzo's hand went limp, letting Nila leave without giving her due. The certificate that Suki had tipped over, Nila took away, was transferred into her own.
In his mind perhaps, what right does this child have? I should be thankful to have been raised. Still got to get some shops? It was a joke her father-in-law (Suki) made.
Kenzo fell silent a smile on his face, picking up his belongings, pulling his suitcase in search of shelter in the hot sun. Smile? His late father's full name was already known to him, that was enough.
Two years later...
A 10-year-old who lives on the streets, can only gather information little by little, scavenging for garbage looking for used bottles, what he did at the time, in between his activities attended free schools for street children.
By visiting one by one Bold Company warehouse, he hopes to get information on the existence of the graves of his parents.
Visiting the vortex of the tomb of his parents, became his desire. However, things were different, the good boy's behavior had changed, hearing the story of the old factory employee.
How his father pleaded before Suki, how his father had to beg for an extension of time to be responsible for replacing the rags he had not stolen.
How the father died from exhaustion working day and night as a construction worker. How his mother who was pregnant was large, gave birth without the presence of the husband.
A couple who had calmed down there, left their son. The son who now wears, inappropriately dressed, carries a sack containing a used bottle of drink.
The boy was crying, kneeling before the graves of his parents, "Father I'm sorry.I don't know.." he said, who after serving 8 years as a submissive child, after pursuing Suki's affection, after being followed, the man who caused his father's death.
Kenzo slowly laughed alone in the midst of his cries. One by one the names of the residents of the house where he served to remember. Child with a scar on his forehead. The wounds that would be a reminder to her, there was never any love for an adopted child.
***
A patient screamed in rebellion, instead of being cured, someone bribed the nurse to further torture her.
After divorcing Agra while Mona was in high school, Nila broke off her relationship with her ex-husband and daughter.
A few years later, the woman married a beautiful man who claimed to be a businessman. The money, the house, the private car he owned all the toilets, he was completely fooled by the handsome face of the man Kenzo actually paid for.
Slowly his sanity disappeared after losing everything. His family took him to a mental hospital. The prey was tender for the young man, again torturing him slowly.
"Aaaghhh." cried the mad woman as her hands were slashed, again sprinkled with coarse salt.
"Darling, I love you don't go..." Nila kept laughing, crying, hallucinating every man there was a beautiful man who had deceived her.
A man dressed as a nurse sighed harshly, "I'm tired of playing with him, anyone wants to?" tanyanya, stared at Nila's bound body.
The fat middle-aged man who looked to be about the same age as Nila was cackling, "I just tonight, no matter how dissatisfied it was." he said, began to remove the buttons of his nurse's clothes. The body of Nila.
Tok ..shop...
Kenzo, knocking at the entrance, carried several cans of fizzy drink in plastic and a large envelope.
"This is your annual wage, for the average." he said throwing a large brown envelope he was carrying.
Annual pay? True, this is the second year Nila was entrusted by his family to the mental institution. During that time, Kenzo did not let him heal, struggling with fear, tormenting him slowly.
The fizzy drink was back on him, contacting someone...
***
Frans sighed harshly, raising a call from his master.
"Sir" he said.
"Whatever you get, send it all to me." replied a beautiful young man across the street, a young man who touched his own forehead. The scar he covered with bangs was still there.
"Okay sir, but have you lived in the main residence?" tanyanya, sighing harshly.
"Yes, it's quite nice to be there. Like a reunion at the slaughterhouse." the young man smiled.
"What about Tomy?" Frans gave a rough breath.
"Him? It's ridiculous, but I like it" replied Kenzo, smiling, staring at the window not paying much attention to the activities of the people in the room.
Activity? Of course, the fat man who was stuttering Nila's body. The sane woman was middle-aged, occasionally screaming and laughing, without a fight.
"Whisper!! You can keep her mouth shut!!" snapped Kenzo.
Masking tape was used, on Nila's mouth, until the young man returned to chatting calmly.
"So what's your plan?" frans asked his employer.
"I think about it later, somehow I think we look alike and agree." he replied smiling, drinking his soft drink.
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