Find Me in 1000 Years

Supermarkets

The man took Ken to a simple wooden house and laid him on a cot bed. He then sat down on the edge of the bed while examining the young man's pulse at the wrist. This was the third time he had seen the young man fall unconscious and he was shocked to see the result.

He frowned. The poison? This guy was poisoned? I thought he was sick but who poisoned him? What's that bule guy? Who is that guy exactly? Asian-faced man with choppy hair shaggy shoulder-shoulder propping up chin. What's that bule guy got to do with this kid?

There was the sound of a man screaming out there. The handsome Asian-faced man looked doubtful. I'd better give this guy back to that guy. It's none of my business, and I don't want to interfere in their business.

The man now took Ken back and took him out.

"Kenzie, where are you! Kenzie!" yelled at the bule man again.

Suddenly he saw the bushes moving beside him.

"Kenzie?"

The burly, muscular Asian man came out holding Ken in both hands. "You're looking for this guy, aren't you?"

The bule man was surprised. He didn't think there was anyone else in the place. He thought the place was not visited by humans other than him and Ken. "Give me my son." He took it out of the man's hand.

The asian guy frowned. His son ... but this man has an Asian face and he himself has a European face, is this really his son?

The bule man had Ken in a sling. "Thank you." He's leaving soon.

"Mk." The muscular man just smiled getting an inappropriate thank you but he already did not want to deal with the two so he left the place casually.

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The bule man laid Ken on the bed and then covered him. He rubbed the young man's forehead gently while pulling his hair away. He looked at the young man's face before he finally walked out of it.

An hour later Ken woke up. It felt strange to be in that place because the last time he went to the forest but why was it suddenly there?

He tried to get up but his head was a little dizzy.

Coinciding with that, the man came back in. "Kenzie, are you awake?"

"Why am I here, Dad?" The young man still looked confused.

"You passed out and Dad found you. Did you meet anyone else in the woods?"

"People? No."

"Yes already." The man breathed a sigh of relief.

"But why did I pass out there, Dad?"

"Mmh, are you drinking father Champagne again?"

"No. I remember very well, I drank nothing but what Dad gave me. Are we going to the doctor, Dad?"

The man looked panicked. "Oh, there's no need. You've been checked first and it's because your body is weak and there's an abnormality in your brain."

"Brain? What abnormality?"

"Oh, uh, you're so hyperactive."

Hyperactive? Did ya? Ken didn't understand about the disease until he just gawked. When he tried to get back up, his head was still dizzy. "G ...." He frowned while closing his eyes.

"Once you rest first. It'll be dinner tonight, I wake up."

"But it's not good to sleep on, Dad." Ken scowling.

"But you can't wake up, can you?"

"Is there no cure?"

"The medicine is just rest" said the man with a smile.

"But it's better to take dizzy medicine, Dad. I don't want this to go on" the young man protested.

"Yes, yeah. Let's go to sleep again." The man tidied up Ken's blanket and rubbed his head. "Tomorrow, we go to the supermarket yeah, same dad."

Ken looks happy. He could finally see the outside world.

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"You mean to eat with cream soup?"

"Bikin garlic bread is also delicious."

"Mmh, means you just add instant cream soup and garlic butter." The man then went to another shelf.

Ken, who was left alone, was busy tidying up the groceries in the push basket. Suddenly someone touched it. "Lucille?"

"Hi, Ken." The girl raised her one hand while smiling as sweetly as possible. The girl who never gave up.

The young man wordlessly immediately pushed his push basket away, but Lucille deftly hooked her hand on the young man's arm. He immediately stopped and shook the girl's hand. "Ah, don't follow me!"

The girl scowled. "I'm not doing bad things anymore, why can't you be friendly to me, Ken?"

"I don't want to be disturbed. Go there!" Ken pushed back his shopping cart.

Lucille is approaching. He grabbed the young man's arm.

"Lucille!" Ken had trouble breaking away from the hand that held him tightly.

"Ken, I'll just want to hold your hand."

"No. Let go of me, heh!" The young man was so anxious that he tried to open one by one the finger of the girl who was clutching his arm. "Ilucille ...."

"Ken ...." The girl scowled but tried to defend.

"What's this?" The bule man came and saw a girl trying to hold on to Ken.

The girl was shocked but even more shocked when the man pushed her violently to the point of falling. Ken was surprised.

"Don't bother my son? Or you'll come face to face with me!" The man crouched down towards Lucille and touched her chin. "You are beautiful but I don't hesitate to kill you" he said with piercing eyes, as if he could shake the girl if it still bothered Ken.

Lucille was silent.

"Dad, already, Dad, let's just go home. Did you buy it?" The young man tried to shift the man's focus on something else so as not to just focus on the girl. He actually could not bear to see the girl threatened by the man. "Dad ...."

Slowly the man stood up and pulled Ken somewhere else.

"Dad, do you still want to shop again?" ken asked while looking at the man's face.

"Either, but there were many who wanted to be bought," said the bule man looking the other way. He didn't want Ken to see his grim face.

The young man moved to the front of the thrust basket making the man stop his steps. "Dad what to cook, I'll find the ingredients, how?"

The man smiled. "Can you cook?"

"Let's learn from Dad." The young man tilted his head while smiling happily.

The man grabbed Ken's head and ruffled his bangs at the young man's behavior. "Mmh, don't you, let me just." Talking briefly with the young man made his mood improve. "Come, we'll go shopping again." He grabbed the young man's shoulder from the side.

"Dad, today we have lunch outside, huh, Dad?"

"Why is that?"

"Bored at home."

"Yes, ok!"

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The car entered the front yard of the house and there was a car parked first near the entrance. A beautiful young woman was waiting on the porch.

"Who, Dad?" ask Ken curiously. He wanted to know if he knew the woman or not.

"Oh, that's probably someone asking to be painted. Come on, get off."

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