The Cuek is Normal

Grief

Kenzo and Sadam are in an abandoned warehouse. Both do nothing but stalk. Why is Kenzo intervening this time around like never before, it's because he wants to play and vent his anger on people who want to ruin his name.

Kenzo pulled out his phone and recorded what was going on in there. An illegal transaction, the sale of three teenagers to each of the agents.

"Have people follow them, find out and give me the proof. I will follow one of them. " Said Kenzo.

"I am too then. " Sadam said and immediately went out to his car.

Kenzo also comes out of hiding and catches up with Sadam. They only brought one car. Sadam as if insinuating him because they want to go alone, in fact they really have to go together.

The man they followed came to a mansion and entered it. Kenzo turned to Sadam to ask. Sadam who understood just stared at the house while thinking.

"From looking I'd rather break inside." Sadam.

They're already going down when Kenzo's phone vibrates the call sign coming in. Kenzo reached into his phone and found the number of one of Zahira's bodyguards.

"Say!" kenzo's orders.

His flat face slightly revealed another expression. Sadam who saw it already suspected that something had happened to Zahira if his expression was like that.

"Why? " Task Sadam when the call is over.

"His father died, I'll have someone pick you up. I borrowed your car. Send what you got tonight to me."

Sadam gets out of his car, he'll infiltrate the mansion himself. After seeing how easily Sadam got inside and avoided the cctv and the security guard, Kenzo immediately left.

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Zahira is still trying to break through his bodyguard at the exit. Preventing Zahira from doing things she shouldn't. Zahira was about to go to prison and beat the mastermind out of the events that happened to him. Despite being guarded by the police he did not care at all, his emotions grew as his bodyguards instead made brikades cover the door.

"Zahira. "

Zahira turned around, he stared for a moment at Kenzo's mother before turning to her mother who had been laid in the waiting sofa. Zahira approached her mother and sat on the floor. He put his hands on the edge of the sofa and rested his head there. His shoulders started shaking and he sobbed badly.

The new Kenzo stared for a moment at his parents before crouching down beside Zahira. He clasped that shoulder, staring at the eyes that used to stare at him with a look of resentment and hatred.

"My father, they killed him.

Kenzo did not answer, He took Zahira in his arms.

"I'll pay it back for you. I'm here for you, "promise Kenzo.

He let go of his embrace and lifted Zahira bridal.

"My mother... " Lirih Zahira, it seems like she has forgotten her anger because now she hugs tightly to Kenzo and leans against him.

"My parents will take care of your mother, now that we're home. Your mother needs to be treated. We have to go home to take care of the funeral." Kenzo replied gently.

He gave a pleading look to his mother which was answered with a nod. Even he nodded a glance at his father saluting before leaving. Things he never did again for a long time. The thing that was able to soften his father's heart that was as hard as him.

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Zahira falls asleep in Kenzo's lap, even when they reach Zahira's parents' home. Kenzo held him bridal. The driver pressed the doorbell.

Two servants opened the door and were confused by their arrival. Driver Kenzo immediately acted and told them who they were. The waiter who of course also knew the problems that were happening in the house immediately greeted their young Miss and delivered her to the room that was once occupied by Adel. But the room of course they have tidied up and there is no more Adel left behind.

Kenzo laid Zahira down gently. Zahira slowly opened her eyes and immediately pulled the tip of her jacket as she was about to get down to talk to the maid about the news of her death.

"You're going? "

Kenzo smiled and held his hand.

"It's only a moment to have the waiter here make preparations for your father's body. I'll be right back, OK. "

Zahira nodded, Somehow she felt that at this moment she did not want the man to leave her for a while. Zahira was even calmer when Kenzo hugged her earlier.

After a while had passed, Kenzo was still in his suit as he left earlier, bringing him some warm tea and also dinner. Zahira, who is not sleeping anymore, sits down and realizes that she is in someone else's room.

"This is your room, he stole it. You just take it back." replied Kenzo and placed the tray on the table.

"Let's eat first. It's late and you haven't eaten. "

"I'm not hungry. When did my father's body arrive? Then what about mom? "

Kenzo took out a plate filled with rice and the side dish was on his lap. He sat down in front of Zahira and she fed him. But Zahira only gave a sharp look.

"On the way, your mother's still in the hospital. I haven't called my mom."

answer Kenzo.

"I'm going downstairs to greet dad" said Zahira and prepared to move on from there before Kenzo quickly gripped next to his arm and looked at him disapprovingly.

"Not until you fill your stomach. I don't like Za_'s refusal to stop being stubborn and eat right away. "command Kenzo firmly.

"Who are you setting me up! "

"Your husband-to-be if you forget." replied Kenzo lightly. Making Zahira die.

"Open your mouth. "

It's not Kenzo's name if he doesn't get what he wants. Zahira with her angry face grabbed the plate and ate it herself. He ate in a hurry because he was upset. Kenzo just chuckled at it, he wiped the oil melt at the corner of his lips with his thumb. Making Zahira stunned for a moment before raising a gaze of protest.

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The body arrived at exactly 22:00 Wib. It was too late for a funeral. The funeral was postponed until the next morning.

Zahira's mother turned out to have improved and came home with her husband's body accompanied by Kenzo's parents and some relatives of his mother who had just received the news. They all gathered in the living room where Zahira's father's body was laid. The body was bathed and pardoned. Relatives who came immediately prayed and recited prayers.

Zahira sat next to her mother. Their faces are equally puffy. Kenzo sat on the other side of him with his parents after he finished polling his father.

After all his relatives returned home including Kenzo's parents, Zahira immediately lay down beside his father's body.

"Sleep in your room, son. Let the mother who is here." persuade her mother.

"This is the last time Za saw her, she was the only one sleeping in the room" Zahira replied.

Kenzo touched Zahira's mother's shoulder and gave a look to tell her to go inside. Let him keep Zahira there. His mother finally nodded and immediately got up. The servants immediately led their frail mistress to her room.

Meanwhile, Kenzo laid Zahira on both of his thighs as a cushion while he leaned against the pole.

"Actually where did you go with that look? "

Kenzo, who had begun to close his eyes, opened them again, looking a little surprised at the topic asked by the girl who was lying on his lap.

"Little business only" replied Kenzo.

Zahira, who had been facing her stomach, straightened her body so she could see Kenzo from below.

"With Sadam I don't think there's any small business. Where y'all? " Task Zahira again.

"Why curious? "

Zahira was silent, he wanted to be answered instead of asked questions again. Kenzo smiled warmly at her before stroking her head.

"We're investigating something. Usually I don't intervene, it's just that I'm bored so I jump straight in. I'll say it if the problem has met common ground. It's still gray at the moment " said Kenzo ending with him flicking Zahira's nose slowly.

"You're gonna tell him? " Say with a doubtful tone.

"Hm... Now close your eyes and sleep, it's too late. "

Instead of sleeping Zahira sat down. He walked over to the couch and took the couch cushion. Give one to Kenzo and one to himself. Finally tired for the first time Kenzo sleeps with carpet and tampa blanket. He slept on the other side away from Zahira who was protesting when Kenzo lay next to him.

When Kenzo fell asleep, Zahira opened her eyes again. He began to move back in silence. He regretted that he was late. That he had not been looking for his parents seriously. He also regretted that he had hated them all along. Even when morning came, Zahira did not sleep a bit.