Forced to Seize the Prospective Husband Brother
Chapter 72. Demand explanation.

The sound of punches and chains became the first thing that Ran heard when he woke up, he opened his eyes slowly then glared when he found Arif hanging like a samsak Guren fist.

For a moment Ran froze, seeing Guren sweating with a boxing glove in his hand. Blood dripped slowly from Arif's dangling legs, the man was already unconscious no matter what the rhyme was.

“Oh, are you awake?” guren said, but his eyes were focused on the point of Arif's body that he wanted to hit.

It's cruel! Guren persecutes Arif as if Arif is not human. Ran's body trembled as Guren turned towards him taking off his boxing gloves, advancing towards Ran.

“You scared?” guren asked, standing to face Ran.

“...!” Guren's question even more scared Ran. Until Guren sat down, approaching her face with Ran's face. Ran closed his eyes, he felt Guren's warm breath hitting the skin of the face.

Cup.

Guren kissed Ran's forehead gently. Warm swirling spreads through Ran's pulse. He opened his eyes, looking up at the same staring with Guren's eyes.

Is this innocent gaze really going to kill Ran? Ran was again shaken by Guren.

Guren brings Ran to both enter the blanket, she hugs Ran from the side caressing Ran's distended stomach and almost cries.

“Why did you leave me, Ran?” lirih Guren in Ran's ears, so soft that Ran's body was removed by him.

“Tell me why, Ran?” continued Guren.

Ran huffed, Ran glanced at Arif who was hanging. If he says, will Arif die? Ran still thinks Arif's story is true, he doesn't want anyone to vanish between them.

Silence Ran even made Guren emotional. The man went rough, walked out the door until the photo on the wall fell and broke.

Then Arif opened his eyes. “Ran to-please help release me. We go from here together,” said Arif had difficulty issuing words.

Ran flinched for a moment, then his shoulder gagged back. “Cannot be. Where can we escape from here. Especially with your circumstances that can either walk or not.”

“If we stay here, we can die, Ran! Remember, Guren is a psychopath. He will kill me, you, and your son.”

“Alleta? What else will the psychopath do?” continued Guren, folding his hands on his chest, leaning against the doorway along with a thin grin that froze Ran as well as Arif.

“Kak Guren?!”

Guren stepped closer to Ran on the bed. “You believe what he said?” guren asked with pressure. “You trust him more than me? Did you leave me because you thought I was a psychopath too? Is it true that you tricked me, Ran?” Guren cornered Ran with a series of questions that of course Guren's feelings were shattered.

Look how Ran's body trembled violently. Guren could not bear to punish him right now, it was hard for Guren to accept the reality of Ran being afraid of him.

Guren raised Ran's body. Ran's limp rebellion was meaningless. To say not only Ran is not able to.

“Where are you taking Ran, Guren?” arif said, thrashing from the bond that wrapped around his hand. Arif is afraid that Guren is being rude to Ran due to his great disappointment.

Guren's steps stopped, he turned his head slightly back, revealing a thin grin. “Punish a naughty wife,” replied Guren—continue his steps out of the room.

A penalty? Arif knows what kind of punishment the husband does to his beloved wife. Damnit damnit! Arif envied, imagining Guren in touch with Ran, seemed to burn his brain.

After several months of not having sex, Ran woke up in a state of pain, especially in the core. Looking over here, Ran did not find the perpetrator who m*merk*sanya.

He wanted to know how long he had slept since this morning, but Ran did not find a clock in this room. Then came Guren with a plate and a glass.

“I forgot you haven't eaten,” he said—preparing the food he bought into the plate. “Eat first.” Guren pointed at the spoon, she wanted to feed Ran.

Ran sat—holds the blanket to keep covering her naked body. Ran is hungry, not the time for stubbornness— refuses to eat in a two-bodied situation.

After finishing with the meal, Guren just put a dirty plate on the nightstand. He glanced at Ran who was back lying down again.

“Ran, since earlier you did not answer me .. please, if there is no communication problem we will never finish.”

“...” Ran did not flinch, still loyal to the position lying back to Guren. But under the covers, his hands firmly gripped the bedsheets that had been falling apart from the start. His gaze began to blur by the water pooling in his eyes.

“Ran, you—”

“Olif, Vera,” cut Ran fast.

The two names rattled Guren, after a few seconds Guren returned to his normal state. Yes, this should not be surprising, Ran must have been told by Arif.

“I will not deny that,” Guren replied, from now on it seems like he should be more open to Ran—if he wants to gain Ran's trust again.

Ran increasingly trembling, sobs of his crying also no longer he hid.

“Why? Why is Guren so evil? Will I be the same fate as them?”

“No, I promise.”

“Lying! You have a strange hobby of killing pregnant women ‘ right? That's why you're demanding I get pregnant. Don't pretend anymore—please let go of me and my son.”

“What?!” Guren jerks. Who spreads hoaxes like that? Oh yes, of course Arif! Now Guren understood why Ran was so frightened. “Ran, k-you ..!” Guren was at a loss for words, he was at a loss on how to explain to Ran. It's about Olif and Vera that's true, but what the fuck is that crazy hobby?

“After I die, Brother Guren will bring Kak Pasha from hiding, ‘ right? There is no way Brother Guren loves me in such a short time, you still hate me as much as the beginning of our marriage, ‘kan?” No tears were held back now, Ran vented his uneasiness no matter how his snot hung like Tarzan on the branch.

Guren ruffled his hair roughly. Since when did he hide Pasha? He had no intention of looking for that woman. Believe me, Guren wanted to tear the mouth of Arif's lie that incited Ran with false accusations.

“Why?” Ran wipe snot to the side so that it is smudged on the cheek. “Which I say is true, ‘kan?”

Guren shook his head weakly. Oh God how does Guren explain to Ran? Every word so difficult to say, his brain confused to explain where— is because most of Guren's past is very bad, so he was afraid to tell Ran.

Amidst his confusion, Guren moved to wipe Ran's snot. Then he came out to calm himself—compiled the sentence as an explanation.

“It turns out to be true,” muttered Ran, looking at the tightly closed door. He takes a one-sided assessment of Guren's silent reaction that does not deny the accusations Ran gets from Arif.

Seriate....