Forced to Seize the Prospective Husband Brother
Chapter 28

Upon hearing the name, the voices of a girl ringed in the ears. Like, Greeting, telling stories, chatting, and suddenly.

“To—long me, R—an.”

Ran closed his ears, curled between his knees and also cried. Not only the voice he heard now, but the face of the girl.

The girl was lying before someone with eyes fixed on Ran who was hiding behind a river bank rock. She desperately hopes Ran will help her, but Ran does not move from the spot, she just witnesses how tormented the girl is.

Ran shook his head as the girl stared with pleading pus. The girl was immediately disappointed in Ran, suddenly the girl's index finger was straight towards Ran for the man who tortured her to see and catch Ran as well.

Instantly Ran instantly refined his position on the side of the stone to avoid being seen. His body trembled in fear, until his body cooled down like a corpse.

“Ada .. There's someone there. Ta-catch him,” said the girl hoped the man would turn his attention to Ran.

Ran could hear that voice. “No Olif, don't take me.” Ran cried in silence. He clasped the stone preparing if the man approached, then Ran would try to fight back.

But it had been a few minutes he waited, the man had not come. Next came the final shriek of Olif asking for mercy.

Ran peeked to see what happened. Ran's eyes were immediately fixed on the man's eyes that were staring at Olif who was in a pool of blood like a savage beast setting prey.

Shock. Ran felt that there was a blow that shook his mind. Even when Ran managed to go home, he could not forget that look and his guilt towards Olif.

“Sorry. Excuse me. Sorry ... Olif.”

Several times the police came to the house to deal with Ran. They continue to ask the whereabouts of Olif, because allegedly the last time Olif played with Ran.

“Ran, answer!” snapped Salsa. He was furious that the police always came to this house, making the neighbors talk about nothing about their families.

Ran was always silent with a blank stare, he never gave a hint answer to the Police.

“Olif ... who?” Ran is too depressed. His last point, Ran's brain instantly erased all memories of the figure people always asked him about.

“He's your friend,” replied the Police.

“Friends? I ... have friends?”

The police feel guilty. He has a wife who is a psychological doctor. He was once warned by his wife not to put too much pressure on witnesses who witnessed bad things, or unwanted things to happen.

And now it's happening.

“Where is your friend Ran! Quickly answer! Neighbors talk about us keep.” Salsa forced Ran to answer when the girl had never behaved normally since Olif's disappearance.

“Buk, stop. You better take Ran to a Psychologist. She, not okay.”

Ran cried hysterically, he kept shouting ignorant and ignorant even when everyone was silent.

“I don't know. Don't know. Who's Olif? I'm not—”

“Ran!”

Ran flinched frozen in front of two panicked friends as Ran cried out hysterically and did not hear their voices.

“I don't know,” said Ran once again. He again hid his head between the bent knees. His eyes were already flooded, now he remembered who Olif was and what happened to him.

“Ran what you said—”

“Olif, dead ... he was killed by the river, Mr. Police.”

Aldo and Risti looked at each other. It seems like something is wrong with Ran, after which Ran quietly did not budge, his body inching to fall to the floor.

***

The sun had already started to set, the atmosphere had become cooler than before. Guren wrapped the blanket around Ran's body, she lifted the girl out of the UKK room.

Ran was unconscious, the doctor said, just let him sleep until he wakes up alone.

Yes, it should have been taken home this afternoon, but Guren let and accompanied Ran all day because Ran seemed comfortable with his position.

“Iya,” replied Guren.

Arriving at Guren's apartment telling the couple to go straight home, he didn't want any commotion at home.

Understanding Guren's intentions, Miztard according to forcing Risti who wants to wait for Ran consciously to go home now.

“Olif,” murmured Miztard while driving. Risti turned his head, he looked into Miztard's eyes which seemed to worry about something.

“You haven't told me the reason why I shouldn't tell Guren about his old friend Ran,” sued Risti. He did not understand why this was even a strange secret that he did not know this secret path.

“The whole body of Olif has not been found until now .. no one knows what happened and where he died.”

“Ja-so?” Risti was nervous. Somehow this is tense, coupled with the way Miztard conveys horror, the man's eyes are straight forward, his gaze flat not as usual.

Suddenly Miztard stopped the car on the side of a quiet road, rarely passed by others. Risti suddenly saw the neighborhood .. This is not the way to his house or to Miztard's house.

“Ki-we're going to where?”

“To where Olif's body parts were found, his head.”

Risti goosebumps. “You know where?” is from

“Arif, his brother Olif.”

One more surprise. Risti's brain is keen to digest everything, let alone the fractured Miztard information. “Explain to me!”

Quiet for a moment, then Miztard opened his voice. “Olif his sister Arif is also his ex-Guren, and his new fact is Ran who turns out to be Olif's best friend. Therefore do not let that fact be known Guren.”

“Why?”

“Because the culprit has not been found.”

“What does it have to do with—hah! So the culprit—”

“Not yet clear. Then just shut up first. The answer is in Ran's hands, but it looks like the girl is having memory problems.”

Risti was silent, which Miztard said was true as well. It seems like this will be even more difficult to remember Ran's reaction earlier this afternoon when he got a bit of his memory. You could say this problem is one of the traumas for Ran, so it will not be easy to ask Ran.

The grip of Risti's hand tightened at the end of the shirt, she bit her lips because of the feeling of anxiety and fear. “Ki-we go home, Miztard. This is beyond our constraints, yes, right?”

Miztard thought for quite a while, their silence lasting for ten minutes. Then he turned the steering wheel back, realizing Risti's concern he was so unbearable.

“Sorry,” says Miztard.

He shouldn't have dragged Risti this far. I don't know, Miztard actually just wanted to erase the evidence if Guren did it.

And he regretted talking too much to Risti.

“Ris,” call Miztard.

“Iya?”

“Do not tell anyone about this problem .. including the Police. Anyone can't.”

“Why?”

Miztard turned his head sharply. Risti lowered her head, then nodded her head. It's scary if Miztard's expression is like that.

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