The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
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Fear not!

This story of trash will reach the climactic temple.

'Hurt', a song that comes from the melodious voice of Christina Aguilera is heard haunting. May say that he is now a little melow, and deviated from his nickname macho. Bodo time!

Because it is not good, all that macho, cool, even sangar, also has a point where the heart finds its fragility. Define hypocrisy!

Kenzies.

Fetching each verse of the song while continuing to rotate the circumference of the steering wheel, splitting the road to the place where the Hana family was. Shelter house.

He breezed home from Gavin's office, after struggling with all the things he did as he pleased. Because he was struggling with all his personal problems.

Hana's search is still being conducted, personally also with the help of Gavin and others. But that effort, still remains a struggle. Because even for the slightest shadow, the existence of Hana is still a mystery.

Poor ....

In the wake of the unrest, there was an unusual sound coming from the stomach of the handsome strapping man. Kroncong music screaming for donations. Hhu ... the worm demanded his rights and rations.

The real goal is no longer far away, but his attention is focused on a sign forming an arrow bearing the name of a restaurant. Followed where the direction of the signpost is directed. "Why did I just find out there's a restaurant around here? It seems new," he murmured as he continued to go. Through a road that only fit one car and one motorcycle.

After a few minutes, he finally reached his destination. The car is parked where it is available. And began to step down into a simple restaurant but very comfortable with all the decorations.

There are quite a few visitors for a new restaurant.

An empty chair in the corner of the room. One wave of his hand was understood by a young woman in a servant's uniform.

"This is it, sir?" ask waitress after receiving Kenzie's order, while noting it on a small note held.

"Yes." Yeah."

"good. Your order will arrive soon. Please wait patiently." Just a nod at Kenzie's move.

Circulating his gaze around. "Quite comfortable." Kenzie smile.

Some pairs of eyes belonging to the women visitors can not be separated to admire his figure. The chirps with a flowery face seemed to see the figure of Legollas, the forest elf with an arrow bow in her sling, in their midst.

Ssstttt .. when the author of this dimeh who shuka Babang Orlando. wkwk!

Oh, God .. it's a great day!

He is so handsome ....

It's lucky we came here today....

The screams sounded very clear. Kenzie just smiled in response. It was no longer a rare play for him. Too ordinary.

Before long, the order came and began to be served on Kenzie's desk. He began to eat it with elegance and full of feeling. Not finished the food entirely, he had put the spoon into his food plate to produce a clinking sound. Then proceed with eating a secomot dessert as a cover.

Until a baritone voice managed to disturb his calm rhythm.

"Mr Kenzie."

Kenzie looked up. A moment looked at the man standing before him. "Sorry, have we met before?"

The man smiled. "Yes, we've met. But indeed you won't recognize me," he said. "May I sit down?"

"Please."

"Thank you" he replied. "Oh sorry, we haven't shaken yet" he said as he stuck out his palm, which Kenzie later accepted. "I'm Jian, a student who used to attend your seminar in the white building in order to embrace the abandoned street children. I'm so impressed with you."

Kenzie smile. "Oh, that was a long time ago. But you still remember me."

"Like a mountain, which though erupted and destroyed, but will always be remembered. Such is the philosophy of great and good people like you."

"You're too complimentary, Mr. Jian. I'm not that good." Stay with her smile.

"No. That is a fact. You are a great man."

"Alright, then thank you for your praise" Kenzie said. "Oiya, Mr Jian, would you like to order some food or drink? Let me order."

This time Jian put on an amused smile. "No, no need, sir. I happen to be the owner of this restaurant."

"Yes?"

Jian nodded. "Yes, Sir. This restaurant was less than two months old when I founded it. Still in the promotion and development stage."

"But this is pretty crowded for a start. Maybe it will explode again. And the food was great."

"Wow, thank you. I'm glad you like it."

"Other times I'll bring my family here" Kenzie said.

"It would be a great honor to sa-"

"Dian! Please, Ji. He just kept vomiting. His body is getting weaker. I'm looking at it." Ami, coming in a row with a chef uniform complete with his head covering, turned down Jian's sentence with an anxious look on his stye face.

A jian? Of course no less anxious. "Okay, I'm there." Then switch back to Kenzie who was quite surprised. "Mr Kenzie I'm sorry, I went inside first. My friend is sick."

"Can I see him?"

For a moment Jian fell silent. "alright. Come on, Mister."

The three stepped hurriedly towards a room where Ami was before.

A very sad sight. Hana, leaning back following the shape of an elongated rattan chair with a slightly tilted backrest. A pale face drenched in sweat showed everything he felt.

But there's no answer, Hana pecked. His gaze straightened on the figure standing beside Ami, with perfectly rounded eyeballs. Kenzie....

And the man Hana mentioned in her heart, also no less turned his back. The figure ...the figure he had been looking for for almost a month, until reaching that final level of frustration, was now in front of him.

Does destiny play its role? This place is only a few pounds from the halfway house. And he looked for the girl even to the airport and the port. Yes, God ....

How ironic.

"Hana...."

Hearing Kenzie mention the name, as well as Hana's round gaze, made Jian and Ami look at the two people alternately with astonished gazes.

Jian lifted his body then stood up. "Mr Kenzie, do you recognize him?" In the shock.

Without heeding Jian's question, Kenzie threw himself towards Hana, then pulled and hugged the weak body tightly, tightly. "I'm sorry .. sorry." Accompanied by a lump of unparalleled regret. "I've been looking for you all along. Why do you have to run?" And that cry broke out decorating her face.

Hana is still silent. Only a stream of water flowing into the river, which he could voice. Too shocking!

Jian and Ami were still trembling in his place. No words spoken. No movement to get involved. Silent!

The hug was released Kenzie slowly. The tears on both sides of Hana's cheeks. "I'm sorry. I have sinned so much for you. I really didn't mean to hurt you. Ak-"

The guilty speech, cut off, because Hana closed her three fingers clogging Kenzie's sentence. "It's not your fault. I'm too overwhelmed by feelings."

"No! I was wrong. I made you an outlet from my broken heart. Sorry ...."

Scrunching face. "Breaked heart? Meanin?" ask Hana wonder.

For a moment Kenzie fell silent. "I'm not married to Nilam."

"What?!" Hana jerks. "Why? What's going on?"

"From the same moment ... when I ...." There was a painful glint as he recalled everything he had done to the girl before him back then. "When I did that stupid thing to you. I know the fact that Nilam is my younger brother" he explained.

"What did you say?!" And Hana, clearly jumped with all forms of expression and feelings of surprise. He covered his mouth with both palms with fusillade eyes. "Sir Nilam ... Your sister?"

Kenzie nodded in confirming. "Yes, Nilam my sister. A sister who's been missing for 22 years."

"But where did you find out that Brother Nilam was your missing sister?"

"My mother found all the evidence in the hands of Usman's grandfather."

More than extraordinary. This fact really makes Hana no longer able to say.

"Hana, come home with me. I'll take responsibility for all my wrongs against you." Both of Hana's palms were already grasped by Kenzie with a look full of supplication.

"Tap- but ...."

"I beg. Everyone misses you so much. Especially your mother, your grandfather and Nilam."

Kenzie's name is like magic to Hana. "I miss them too."

"Then from that, we go home."

Hana's gaze was now anchored to Jian, the man with all his hopes, was now definitely smashed to pieces. There was an unbearable glint in his heart, remembering all the kindness the man had towards him. Although yes, the rejection has been made clear and full of honesty.

Kenzie followed Hana's line of sight. "Master Jian, have you been taking care of Hana all this time?"

Jian smiled. "Yes, Sir. I helped her because she had fainted. When he came to his senses and I asked him where he was going, he answered confused and had no direction. I finally offered him to work here" Jian explained.

"really? Then I say a big thank you to you, Lord Jian. He's my future wife. There was a mistake I made, that made him leave."

Kenzie's speech, enough to cause a warm storm in Hana's heart. Wife-to-be....

"Oh, if so, this is a happy coincidence" Jian said with a bitter smile. But not enough to realize Kenzie.

"You're right. Then today I'll take her back home. You want to, don't you, Hana?"

For a few seconds Hana was silent, before she finally nodded her head in agreement. End with a smile. "I want to, Ken. But ...." Suddenly his face turned sad and gloomy.

"But what?"

"I ...."

"Don't be afraid. There's me. Speak."

"Hana is pregnant, sir." Ami's voice suddenly flew. Her lips were too itchy to not continue the purpose of Hana's sentence which was quite understood.

Broken it! Kenzie turned towards him. "You mean?"

"Hana is pregnant. Maybe that's what made him hesitant enough to come back." Jian took the answer.

"Pregnant?" Kenzie's views have shifted to Hana. "Is that true, Hana?!" In her hands were those two frail shoulders.

Then a thin nod of Hana, making Kenzie's feelings immediately expand full of haru. Without Babibu, he recaptured the body to embrace it. "That means I'm going to be a father." The cries of haru cried covering those prahalal youths.

Hmmm ... Get married first!

Jian ....

If that person is Mr. Kenzie, then I've definitely lost, even before I fought for your heart, Hana. He's too perfect.

Ahh.

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