Extraordinary Husband (The Awesome Husband)

Thinking Clear

Nothing left, revenge? That was the purpose of his life. But staring at Gilang's cry today, a Kenzo can reflect. The one who cared about him the most, was hurt by his own hands.

Will this life ending pain end too? Maybe that's what he had in mind, when the firearm trigger pulled him.

His eyes closed, waiting for the last moment of his life. A smile spread on his lips...

In the end I lost, becoming an unfilial son, at once, a vile brother...

His hands were about to press the trigger.

Dor...

Gunshots were heard, as the sound of broken glass.

"Sir, what are you doing!!" for the first time, Frans snapped at his employer, after seizing a firearm in Kenzo's hands. Look how messed up the young man is. The young man who was only still wearing his bathrobe. With the smell of alcoholic beverages that sting.

Her tears were still flowing in despair. There was no answer from him, those eyes were just glued in blank stares.

The firearms were immediately removed Frans, putting them back in a drawer. Call a psychiatrist who's used to dealing with Kenzo.

Firwst time? No, not just this time Kenzo's trying to end his life. Everything felt the same for him, living alone just covered in revenge. Without a hint of happiness. The family? A fella? None of it has. Frans? The man only pityes on her, after knowing everything Suki did destroyed a Kenzo's life.

"Sir..." Frans walked over to her."You'd better..."

"I know .." The body tried to get up from the floor where it was sitting, taking clothes in its closet. Draping the bathrobe in casual clothes.

His face looked cold, his eyes reddened holding back the patter of tears that wanted to keep flowing. No, is there anything he wants anymore, a purpose in life? That's just bullshit.

***

Mery (the psychiatrist) let out a rough sigh, after entering the young man's room. "Why hurt yourself again?" he asked, to the young man.

"Just want, the purpose of life? I don't have it anymore. The only person who cares about me, my own hands hurt him." replied Kenzo, or we can call him Rangga. Lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling.

"Purpose, protection, that's what you need. Medication cannot always control your mood. If you don't have a goal yet, what if the only person who cares about you (Cross). Make it a living motive to protect, and make her happy?" Mery smiled, staring at his patient.

"I hurt him, I did." Kenzo's words interrupted.

"Change a little bit of your mind. Everyone deserves to be happy and wants to be happy, including you, you deserve to be happy.." the woman still faithfully smiled, continuing her counseling. Listen patiently, the things that block in the young people with bipolar disorder.

***

A young man sighed violently, only to realize that something was strange. Several high-ranking Bold Company officers also suddenly died. Frans or Kenzo's men? No, the killer did it randomly, even one of the officers who sided with Frans was eliminated.

The photos and profiles of the victims are in Tomy's drawer. Time still shows at 5 am, the photos are still stared at.

"Whose picture?" The newly awakened Frea clenched her forehead, seeing two of them dozens of photos of officially dressed people was a beautiful woman who looked young.

Of jealousy? For some reason lately, the young mother became possessive. Remembering her husband who is rarely at home, even at the time of the office.

"Dead colleagues..." Tomy sighed harshly finding a dead end to find the reason Leon disappeared and who the real culprit was as well as what the motive was.

"Which one is more beautiful this woman or me?" frea asked expectantly, grabbing one of the photos of the young girl, breaking all Tomy's mind.

"You.." she replied.

"OK.. beautiful him..." Tomy refused to respond, because her mind was in turmoil.

"justified? After giving birth, I was not so beautiful anymore, my body shape was not so good anymore. You turned away." Frea's face began to moody.

I said beautiful is supposed to lie, I said other people are prettier...Even more angry.this is why, I am reluctant to respond to the question, more beautiful who, or what I get fat.The man is indeed a creature that is wrong.

The young man sighed violently, cupping Frea's face, smiling. "Not just this time, I've said it a lot. You're the prettiest, if I say someone else is prettier I'm lying,"

"Think carefully, my beautiful Frea, makes me willing to take off my virginity. I lost a lot to have you." he said pinching his wife's nose.

"I'm also at a loss, I'm no longer a virgin, I even have children." the woman grumbled.

"That means, we both lose and profit..." Tomy smiled, a short kiss on his wife's lips.

"What are the data about?" Frea began to be interested, staring at the many profiles of people including Leon.

"Accident, poisoning, suicide. They are all dead." he replied.

"Then why do you keep the profile?' ask Frea back.

"Maybe their deaths are related, but there are no suspects or a definite relationship between them. If this is Frans's doing, his loyal subordinates are also one of the victims..." Tomy sighed harshly back to thinking.

"Easy, you're thinking too hard because you're still thinking about Frans's name and his connections. What if you think, Frans never existed but this murder exists. Then your mind will be clearer," Frea smiled, starting to rise to clean herself up, considering this was her first day taking care of her shop again. In order to prepare for his son's needs, he wants to take Kira with him.

Tomy clenched his forehead, thinking from a different angle. The laptop immediately opened, looking for cases that had something to do with the victims.

A few minutes passed, there were a few cases. However, only one had any connection to all the victims. The case of corporate embezzlement by Simon.

However, in terms of economy Simon does not have a source of funds.

A deadlock? That's what happened back. But at least, there were still two people alive. Two men who were supposed to be targets, the next murder.

"Agra and Gilang.." he murmured.

However, suspicions in the absence of any real evidence, cannot make any conclusions. Back in a dead end, unable to find more information.

Until, the sound of knocking on the door sounded, Tomy slowly opened it...

An old man sat on his wheelchair, loosening his head to look at his grandson's face. Then he looked back down, closed his eyes, ventured into clenching his hands.

"Tomy, can you go to another room? Grandpa wants to talk to you." he said.

The young man nodded, grabbing Suki's wheelchair from Miko's hand. Leaving the subordinate, to talk alone with the grandfather.

***

The deserted greenhouse area became their place of choice. Tomy began to sit on a wooden chair, before which he was presented two cups of warm tea served by the waiter.

Suki sat facing him. Fingers clenched, ventured to talk, "Tomy, please fire Rangga..."

Seriate