Forced to Seize the Prospective Husband Brother
Chapter 13

A bowl of boiled noodles served on the table with a distinctive aroma, Ran who had been holding back hunger could finally fill the stomach.

When Ran's bowl was almost empty, suddenly Guren came directly to sit face to face with Ran whose mouth was dangling mi.

“Having finished eating,” asked Guren.

Ran looked in surprise at the man who was looking at him seriously. Ran wiped the remaining broth in his mouth. “What's up?” answer Ran stop eating activities.

“Don't embarrass me, Ran.”

Suddenly Guren said something that Ran did not understand, what did Ran do until Guren said like that? After a little shock earlier, Ran again put on a sweet face.

“Solid sister for what? Because your wife is me?” Ran used a joking tone as if there was nothing to be serious about here.

“Yes that's also one of them, but the most embarrassing thing about you is that you're saving om-om,” despicable Guren.

Ran's face did not turn angry or upset, instead he chuckled lightly in response to Guren.

“I have to how dong? My husband is an irresponsible man, his wife is not given money, I have to find a way to survive, right?”

“Murahan!”

“Indeed Brother Guren is expensive, huh? Ngaca sana Sis. Don't mess with me, your family's reputation will be ruined if I open my voice. Still mending Brother I do not enslave, should be grateful.” Ran stood up leaving Guren who was sculpting on the spot. In the end he could not maintain the figure of Ran that Guren knew.

“That should ... Ran?” muttered Guren. He never heard Ran's tone that seemed fast, usually the girl was always feminine maintaining a relaxed and warm speech tempo.

“Murahan said? What kind of expensive person is that? Like sister Pasha, is it?” tutuk Ran himself.

Brak!

The girl slammed the door of the room after she entered perfectly. Ran threw himself into his bed, he drowned his head in a soft and thick pillow.

“I'm not cheap,” said Ran slowly. Whereas before Ran was not a problem like that, but why now Ran feels so hurt?

“He's my husband, he shouldn't have said that ... ah! What the hell am I thinking? He never wanted to admit me.”

***

A night full of drama has passed, in front of a mirror that accommodates the entire body, Ran stared fixedly at himself.

Body height up to about 170 cm with a sweet indentation, Ran is neat and ready to go to campus.

When Ran exited the room, he saw Guren sitting on the sofa in front of the TV. Ran passed through it just like that, basically they rarely communicate.

“Where to?” guren asked without turning his head but managed to stop Ran's steps.

“Ke campus,” replied Ran without turning around, then there was no other conversation, Ran left just like that.

Unaware by Ran it turns out Guren looked at his back until the girl disappeared behind the door.

“Any,” muttered Guren, he looked back at the laptop on his lap and also a phone that belonged to papa Guren.

This night Guren found out about the sender of the message threatening Guren's family. He tracks the delivery place and the sender's HP number.

Guren had been getting answers since two o'clock last night, coming from a cafe in the south of the city using a disposable number.

“I'm not sure Ran works alone.” Guren leaned his back against the cushion of the chair, he was so tired all night thinking about Ran, that even when he closed his eyes Ran's face just appeared.

“Sial!” gerutu Guren re-enforced the body. “My brain has to take a short break from this problem, or Ran's shadow will appear continuously in my brain.”

How many times Guren tried to keep him from failing, he decided not to sleep and went straight to the southern city cafe to check CCTV at the time of sending the message.

Meanwhile, Ran had just arrived at the campus. As usual he greeted many people even though he was not responded to by them.

Ran goes into kalas. “Good morning friends.”

“Again, Ran.”

Ran asked me not to believe, not only Ran but all the people in the class.

“Ri-Risti?”

“Ah thank goodness you remembered my name, Ran. Here sit near me, all of you I want to restore the aroma oil last week.” Risti gave a clumsy peek, it had been a week that he remembered returning the oil.

Ran smiled faintly, as per Risti's request he sat down beside Risti.

“Thank you, Ran. It's yours, I'm very helped.” Risti placed the small bottle on Ran's table slowly and surely.

“Iya equally.”

“Oh yes, we are a group of tablets Ran.”

“What group?”

“That's a loh, that was last week.”

Ran thought for a moment, a few seconds later he understood. Last week the maths lecturer asked Aldo to create a group when Risti daydreamed on the grounds of a headache.

“I think it's not so,” Ran said.

“So really, Aldo said collect the task next week.”

“Oh yes already, I will go to your house, yes.”

“No, we work at Aldo's house aja.”

“We bunch with Aldo too?” asked Ran, just now as he remembered Risti there was no mention of Aldo's name.

“Iya, you feel no Ran anyway?” risti said suddenly in an analytical style.

“What?” ask Ran back.

“Every male who makes a group, surely you are in the same group as him, when he says they hate you.”

Elsewhere, Miztard and Arif were standing in the window of a long unused room.

“No way,” muttered Arif limp with a look of disbelief.

“Can't be what? Here's the reality.”

The room was where Ran's fans were talking about how they were greeted by Ran this morning.

“Ran said hello to me, my God I want to return the greeting but there were three girls who passed by earlier. Ah when can I reply Ran.”

“Do not blatantly, later no girl will want to approach you.”

“I know that, which is why I ignored it. I like Ran but Ran is not my soul mate, so it's better to admire him in silence than to be hostile to a college girl.”

“I envy Guren, she is dating Pasha for Ran's purpose, right? Still pretending not to like Ran anymore, surely at home she is delicious.”

“But Guren is much more suitable with Ran compared to us who are just dust grains in front of angel.”

Not one or two people there, there were many people who were excited to tell how Ran smiled sweetly at him.

“There are many more places that become a collection of people like this, would I like to show?” tawar Miztard, Arif immediately rested on the wall.

“I think Guren will be laughed at, it turns out he was instead .... ”

“Esayya do not underestimate Ran too much, you instead throw the treasure that many people want to Guren. Arif, are you in revenge or are you thanking Guren?”

Seriate....