Forced to Seize the Prospective Husband Brother
Chapters 80. End

The Navy ships approached, one by one they boarded a fishing boat. Start all the checks, until at the end one question jolts the Boss.

“Do you have a woman with a child?” He showed a photo of Pasha and a photo of Zairin.

God, how could he forget that woman? The heart of the Boss and the ship's crew skipped a beat, they haven't handled Pasha who knows where the woman is hiding.

The boss remembered there was not a single corpse that resembled Pasha earlier.

Self-control, do not let the expression of panic add suspicion. Maybe the woman had already swam away. Yeah, he can't possibly be here, thought the Boss.

“We only carry fish and crabs, sir. There is not a single woman among us.”

“I'm here.” Pasha appears taking advantage of the opportunity to save Zairin first.

After seeing Pasha, the boss still put on a normal face. “You? How can you be here? Did you infiltrate our ship?” he said he blamed Pasha.

“No! You—”

“Pak, we don't know if this woman is on this ship.”

It's a jolt, but it's not the end. “Under this ship, using special ropes as well as ballast, they sank the corpses along with their illegal flour like how the anchor works.” Finally Pasha revealed the crimes of the crew of this ship. He saw and heard.

I did not expect a rebellion. The crew attacked the officers as they wanted to check back. With the various weapons that somehow gained and hid them, the battle was inevitable.

Until Pasha was affected by the attack. He protects Zairin who is almost hit by a knife, he curls up protecting Zairin from bad possibilities. Pasha's legs can no longer move because they are squeezed by wood, that's all Pasha can do.

“Please, at least secure Zairin,” ringis Pasha who is already unable to support himself to not squeeze Zairin.

Zairin who was already very limp did not make a sound, the boy was unconscious. Pasha let out a shriek looking at the faint breath of Zairin. “Nak, hold. Everything will be fine, aunt promise..I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's okay I die here but .. at least don't take this kid's life.”

Cowering, Pasha noticed a pair of shoes right next to her. Pasha looked up showing her tears so hard. A man dressed as a high Navy stained ‘kan blood, looking at him with a low setting.

That cold gaze penetrated all the way to Pasha's bones. He knew the enormous anger the man was drawing from his gaze. Although goosebumps, but Pasha is relieved, because the figure who is the father Zairin has arrived.

“Guren,” is very weak.

I can rest now. His eyes closed slowly, dispelling consciousness no matter if Guren was the most dangerous figure that could drift into uncontrollable emotions.

What if when he realized he was different? Never mind, Pasha does not care anymore, the important thing is now that Zairin is in the right hands.

***

Slowly Pasha's eyes opened, the first thing she saw was an unfamiliar white room.

“Awake up,” said the person sitting next to Pasha. It was Salsa.

Pasha smiled wryly. Look at the eyes that describe that great disappointment. Ok, he admitted he was wrong, but why was he so saddened by the disappointed eyes of a mother?

“Mah .. sorry.” Pasha turned the other way, she was ashamed to show her face.

Suddenly Salsa clasped Pasha's hand. “Zairin .. You protected him with this body of yours. We all don't understand why you're doing that.”

“I also don't know.”

“Do you want to see it?”

“I have no face to face with Ran.”

Silent for a moment, the tears of each of the two women fell. Come to think of it, the two of them did make a lot of mistakes with Ran. But Ran is still being nice to Salsa, but what about Pasha who almost took Zairin's life?

“Ran stabbed you with a knife yesterday,” Salsa said.

Yes, everyone has a limit of patience, including Ran who almost went crazy for losing Zairin for two weeks.

Salsa remembers very well how Ran held a knife welcoming the arrival of Guren, Zairin and Pasha. Instantly Ran ran fast approaching the ambulance that took out Pasha.

“Ran!” muti yelled when she realized Ran took out a knife from her bag.

Ran stuck a knife into Pasha's stomach a few times, everyone tried to hold Ran. But not with Guren, the man let his wife who was about to kill Pasha.

“Guren, stop your wife!” shouted papa.

Guren looked over with a flat look. “Leave it, because the woman Ran does not want to talk or meet me. Let him vent his emotions.”

But Ran was calmed down by Salsa who almost lost all his strength. “Ran, look ... Your son has come,” he said gently.

Ran turned his head towards Guren, looking at Zairin in the man's sling. Ran's heart warmed, with trembling legs he walked. “Myk.”

Guren handed Zairin to Ran, letting Ran's cry break while hugging her son. Guren held onto Ran from behind, she softly whispered, “Our son is fine, calm down, Ran. He's sick, we'll keep him together and picnic again after he recovers.”

Ran nodded slowly. “Iya,” answer.

Such is. Pasha was in a coma for six weeks, and they were transferred to their home country three weeks ago.

“So, yes. Ran is very vengeful with me.”

“Yes, he's suing you too. The court's verdict says, once you're conscious of the coma, you'll serve your sentence in prison.”

“How long?”

“Five years.”

***

Now Pasha is in prison, living a hard life being the errand boy of another prisoner. That's how life is in cells, muscles are the boss, if you're weak you'll just be a hurt lackey.

“Pasya.”

Pasha was taken by the warden, walking towards the glass barrier which showed Ran, Guren and Zairin behind the glass.

“Time is 15 minutes,” said the warden.

Pasha sat in the chair opposite Ran. He lowered his head with his hands moving restlessly below. Pasha was confused what to say to the woman in front of him, she was too embarrassed.

“How are you?” Ran first has been making small talk.

“Ba-well,” replied Pasha still with her head lowered.

Silent for a moment, no one opened their voices except for Zairin who was blabbing indistinctly while banging on Guren's face.

Hearing Zairin's voice, Pasha's head lifted slightly—smiled thinly to see how happy and healthy the little angel was. Thank goodness, he said in his heart.

“Bless your head, Brother. Look at him properly, Zairin also wants to see the face of the aunt who used her own body as a shield,” Ran said, she has heard the Guren— story about how Pasha protected Zairin in the middle of a showdown.

“That's nothing, if it wasn't for me, Zairin wouldn't be in such a dangerous state.”

“Yes, I'm so mad. Actually I haven't been able to extinguish the fire of my anger, but .. I've vented it, ‘kan? Here you got karma too, ‘kan? So, I will try not to take revenge on you, my brother.”

“It's okay if you den—”

“When you get out of here, do you want to be Zairin's favorite aunt?” sela Ran fast.

Pasha's head was finally lifted, her eyes were rounded along with the falling tears. “Bo-can?” tanyanya, and Ran nodded. Jeez Pasha doesn't believe this, she thinks she'll never be able to talk or touch Zairin again. The offer is so happy for Pasha.

Pasha's hand moved to touch the glass that bound her and Zairin. “After this aunty promise will take you for a walk with the permission of your mama-parents, Zairin.”

“Iya, Aunt, Rin wait,” replied Ran imitating the voice of a child.

When the visit was over, the little family got out and got back in the car. In the car Guren still did not run the car even though Ran had installed a seat belt.

“What's missing?” ask Ran.

Guren. “Ran.”

“Iya?”

“Thank you.”

Ran frowned. “For what?”

“Because you made my life purpose clearer. Whatever the future holds, don't ever leave me, yeah. You love me, right?”

“Why suddenly ask like that, isn't that obvious?”

“I'm just afraid you're running away again. When you didn't want to talk to me or meet me, I was almost crazy, it felt like killing Pasha that very second. But if I did that you would think that I had no effort not to take people's lives again. I've been trying, Ran. So don't think to go, yes.”

“Iya, I know. Kaka has a lot of development, Kaka's emotions can be more controlled. I'm not leaving you, brother. You're the most comfortable place to go home.”

“Appointment?” Guren raised his little finger.

“Appointments.”

“Oh yes, from now on do not call me ‘Kaka again’ but we are ‘Papa-Mama’ an only.”

“Hah?”

“Can, ‘kan, Ma?” press Guren while playing his eyebrows.

Ran let out a long sigh, it would indeed sound a bit laughable it felt like Ran was wearing such a call. But .. ah, let's just say give an example to Zairin as they call it.

“Ok, Ka—ah means, Pah.”

Guren smiled in satisfaction as well as Ran felt somewhat stiff. Ok, he has to get used to it. Indeed it feels will be more suitable for married couples to wear the frills ‘Papa-Mama’ than on ‘Ran and Kaka.’

***

In the end it all ended clearly. The problem with Pasha is over, Ran already knows who her birth mother, Salsa who does not distinguish Ran through blood anymore, but, and the sweetest fruit for Ran is that he gets a place home that loves him so much; Guren and Zairin.

Ran is no longer alone, he gets abundant love. There is no reason for Ran to seek attention as the beginning of this story begins. And more fortunate, he enjoyed the wealth of his handsome husband.

The average woman's dream.

EXPIRE.

Thank you for accompanying the Author for the novel "Forced to Seize Kaka's Husband Candidate." Finally Author can finish even with intentions that are difficult to collect.

Several times Author wants to go on hiatus, but eventually Author continues because he is afraid to forget the flow of + has no interest anymore (because usually the Authors like cheating to make novel bari.)

The author knows that the author has many shortcomings, but the Author has done his best to the extent of Author's ability.

Thanks again. Wait for a new novel from Author, yes.