The Mafia Is My Hubby
Episode 11 of the origin of Henzie 2

Henzie parked his luxury car on the road a little away from the traditional market area, in addition to fear of dirtying a new car, if Henzie came using a luxury car certainly people will raise the price far from the normal price. Today's side dish menu may be typical Dutch food. For more than a year Henzie had not returned to the country where he grew up, although he still often contacted pastor Lionel and his half-brother; louis.

He directs his feet in search of vegetables as well as large sausages, he wants to make Stamppot. At least the food can be made with common ingredients.

When the food ingredients he wants to make as well as other refrigerator fillers are felt to have been bought, he said, he wanted to go home immediately but his eyes were on a group of men who were about to snatch a mother-mother.

With the power of a woman, of course, the mother lost when the men were twice from the mother snatched the bag. No one was willing to help, considering the men were known as riot makers. Right at the swarm of men passed Henzie - the bag in the hands of the robber had changed hands. Somehow the bag had been in Henzie's hands and the man in the carrying of the mother's bag had bounced off unknowingly.

“ Haha daijoubu?” mom okay? Henzie gave the mother's bag.

“ iye, arigatou.” no, thank you. The mother replied with a bow before finally trying to leave when she saw the men brandishing their weapons.

Just wanting the man to point his knife, Riu confronted the man and immediately grabbed the knife in his hand.

“ Riu? You here?” henzie said astonished.

“ hem, my sister and I tried to drive away our free time until our eyes realized there is a typical snack market that makes our stomach churn.” joked Riu twirling the knife in his hand. While the man who had been bouncing his body leads to Rick who carries two plates of market snacks in both hands.

Thinking that Rick was just a kid yesterday afternoon made the man want to make Rick a shield, until Rick kicked the man's face to the upside.

“ sir do not target my food, I have to queue this for half an hour just for 2 plates.” said Rick who considers they want to take 2 dishes carried. saw him another man who was about to reply to him on his stomp and the blink of an eye his foot had broken.

“ sir, I just remind my sister that master muay thai.” Riu's speech makes the men pias face and forced to leave the market.

“ are you shopping?” riu said after his sister took a plate of snacks in Rick's hands.

“ hem, I miss dutch cuisine so I bought some ingredients here at once filling our refrigerator.”

“ oh...” said Riu ber o ria, while Rick chose to eat snacks.

“ I go home first, continue eating you guys.” said Henzie was about to leave Riu and Rick who were still cool with his food.

“ okay be careful.” said Rick and Riu.

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“ what are you cooking?” gin is surprised to see Henzie busy in the kitchen.

“ typical dutch cuisine?”

“ hem.” replied Henzie is still busy with his potato dough.

“are you sure you're Dutch? you're not curious about your origins?” said Gin.

“why do you suddenly ask like that?” astonished Henzie started staring at Gin.

“ you were found and raised in one of the churches in the Netherlands but I see you are not Dutch.” said Gin while staring at Henzie from toe to head. In addition to having a mini height, Henzie has an Asian face than a European even he has skin pigments tend to be yellow slender to milk brown than white.

‘ little.’ Inner Gin.

“ maybe I'm curious. I have always compared myself to the children of one brother as a village with me, there is no way I am not aware.  But I knew my parents must have had a reason until they dumped me. And I try to understand it and live it. Even though I am not Dutch I still grew up there and I love their special cuisine.” said Henzie finished his cooking.

Once Henzie's cooking so Gin immediately spent it, even when the cuisine was still reflecting hot dew. No wonder Henzie's cooking is quite suitable on Gin's tongue, the man also has long not cooked the typical food of his mother's birthplace.

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“ can you drink?” gin. Henzie just nodded, he was so curious about one of the alcohol that became a collection in the mini bar Gin. Gin returned with one of the red wines in his hand and two glasses of wine in the other. While Gin opened the wine and poured it into the glass, Henzie fried the rest of the sausage for a wine drinking buddy.

Who would have thought that if the face as innocent as Henzie was very good at drinking, already one big bottle of Henzie had not shown a sign of drunkenness, even his face had not changed since the beginning he drank. Henzie just kept sipping the wine Gin poured while watching television. While Gin was already blushing his face.

“ gin?” said Henzie shaking Gin's body asleep on the living room couch. With Henzie's small body it was impossible to lift Gin's tall and large body to the 2nd floor. finally he chose to take a blanket and blanket the gin after previously laying it on the sofa and returning to his room to sleep. Even Henzie was still in full consciousness and did not look drunk at all when he returned to his room as if the alcohol he drank just passed on his tongue.

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