Kenan's Destiny
Lessons

"YESYES!"

"Argh! Brother!"

The screams of the restaurant manager were greeted with the cries of Kiran, surprising Kenan who was cleaning the empty tables of former customers eating.

He threw a lap just like that, and a thump ran towards the pantry to see what was happening.

"Kira!" Both of his eyes were sharpened when he saw his sister curled up in the corner of the kitchen with a wet situation. The little girl cried as she pleased, hugging her own body.

Hearing Kenan indeed, he looked up. His eyes and the entire skin of his face were red and wet.

"Sister!" His lips twitched to Kenan. Her crying still continued, there was an elongated line on her calf. It's wounds?

"Look at what your sister did! He made my kitchen fall apart, and made all the cooking mess up!" hardik head chef while accusing Kiran who is still curled up in the corner of the kitchen.

Despite having to endure the growl, Kenan stepped closer to Kiran. Calms the girl from the fear that overwhelms her.

"This work of yours has broken the rules of the restaurant, Kenan. Your salary will be cut this month for what your sister did. This cannot be allowed and must be a warning for other employees," the manager said, calculating the amount of damage with Kenan's meager salary.

Kenan smiled, he rubbed Kiran's wet hair along with her face as well. As much as possible to hold back the upset in the heart for the sake of the calmness of the sister.

"You okay? Tell Brother what have they done to you?" asked Kenan while gently rubbing Kiran's lips.

The little girl raised her gaze, looking at the two people who had done evil to her. However, he looked down again, his head shaking in fear of not daring to tell Kenan the truth.

The young man's hand rubbed his sister's head again, his lips continuing to smile as he wished Kiran to tell the truth.

"Don't be afraid, there's a big brother here. They won't dare hurt you as long as you're here. Just tell me, honey. What happened to you until you got hurt like this?" ask Kenan again in a softer tone.

Kiran raised her face again, looking at Kenan's golden brown bead. His eyeballs moved to a corner, glancing at the two men who were staring intently at him.

"The man dragged me inside, he said I should work here. Then, the man told me to wash all the dirty dishes here. I accidentally broke one plate, but he immediately splashed water on my body and hit me on the foot. They're evil, brother. They are all evil," Kiran reported as she cried again.

Kenan hugged his body, kissing Kiran's crown while holding a growl in the chest. The flames of rage burst forth asking to be spewed out. However, there was still Kiran here, she should be able to contain her anger.

"Darling, can you wait for Brother outside. In the post with Grandpa. Brother wants to talk to them first," he asked, still trying to calmly respond to their treatment of Kiran.

The little girl nodded, Kenan wiped her tears and gave a kiss on the forehead. He moved and walked out as Kenan ordered, the little girl continued to step up to meet the old man at the guard post.

Kenan moved slowly after Kiran's figure disappeared. He folded his furious lips. Turning to face the two people who were still acting haughty.

"You told him to work? And you asked her little hands to wash all the dishes in the kitchen?" Kenan pointed to the two men alternately, "tell me, which hand has dared to hit my little girl?" asked Kenan again with great pressure.

"What can you really do? You're just some unwanted junk"

Both of their bodies floated with their backs attached to the wall. Kenan's hands blocked both of their jaws and raised their fattened bodies high.

Kenan is no longer himself, his golden-brown manic is brightly lit with both of his hardened jaws. The sound of teeth grinding against the ears increasingly grimaced the two people in the check.

"How dare you touch my sister. You may bully me, but not my sister. Anyone who dares to hurt her, must accept punishment from me!" gertak Kenan slammed the two bodies to hit the other wall.

He walked quickly and stepped on the hand of the haughty manager.

"Aragh!" Screaming loudly and stopping with a gasp of breath.

"This hand has been sassy dragging his body with no feeling!"

"Aragh!" He screamed again as Kenan's feet stomped his hands around making him feel skinned alive.

Kenan raised his fist, before moving. The manager of the restaurant was helpless. The head chef grabbed the spatula and made it a weapon to attack Kenan.

However, never had the object touch the body, Kenan had already caught it first.

"Aragh!" One punch landed on the calf of the chef's head. He groaned while holding his feet.

Kenan's hand swung, slapping many times his bearded face.

"Your mouth is presumptuous to dare to order my sister to do the work that adults should do. You even had the heart to flirt with him just because he broke one plate. That's outrageous!" Once again Kenan slapped him.

The man's head got a strong, red-colored liquid seeping from one corner of his lips. He grimaced, his cheeks were sore and painful.

Kenan straightened up, standing with a look of contempt at the two. He even broke the spatula in his hand and threw it in front of them.

"You always threatened me with a pay cut. In fact, every month you're always crucifying my salary. Now, grab and eat by yourself. I am no longer accepting money from you. Just eat that blind paycheck by you. I stopped working!" hardik Kenan revealed all of his heart.

Unbeknownst to them, the restaurant owner was there because of a report from one of the waiters who heard a commotion in the kitchen.

"And you! I hope what you did today to my sister won't happen to your son!" kenan pointed it at the head chef before throwing the uniform he was wearing.

His anger overflowed, making his breathing look heavy. The chest cavity is squeezed tight, completely leaving behind a tight spot. Kenan turned around wearing only a plain shirt without an outside.

"Wait!" The restaurant owner retraced Kenan's steps. One of his hands touched Kenan's shoulder stopping his footsteps.

Gnashing their eyes when they saw their boss was there. They gulped down the coarse saliva, sweat back pouring out all over the pores of the face. The old man of the restaurant owner stepped closer and closer towards the two of them.

"So .. the grapevine was right apparently. You're abusing your position as manager here. Act arbitrarily towards all employees and make unclear rules like this!" He slammed a piece of paper containing employee rules that he made himself.

The wider their eyes. He was well aware, the rule was he who made it for personal gain. How humiliating!