Si Culun Suddenly Became President's Wife

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It had been days after the incident of a fight that led to the revelation of the marriage of the girl he loved.

Vino avoids meeting his two best friends. He was really disappointed. His chest continues to feel tight when he remembers the woman he loved for years had been owned by another man. And even more sadly, the brother of his best friend. His hopes, his dreams, his life plan were all in disarray. Since long ago he had only one hope and one prayer in his life, namely marrying the glasses girl.

In fact she had worked hard preparing future savings, to marry Nara. But it all ran aground. Ahhh, it feels like Vino wants to scream, his chest is really tight reminiscing about all that.

Vino sat pensively in their subscription meatball stall, a place that had many memories. Here they jokingly exchanged stories.

The table in front of him was just empty glasses.

Vino's memory revolves around past events when he was with Nara.

At that time his father and mother had just divorced, they went away, Vino moved to this city along with his mother. She becomes a transfer student and attends the same school as Nara. But just a month, his mother was sick and died making his heart so broken, he slumped lost direction. He lived his life alone without family.

Flashback ...

The break bell rang all the students out of the classroom. Vino only kept silent, reluctant to move, his personal very closed, cold and difficult to get along with making him have no friends plus he was also still devastated to lose his mother. Until his gaze was fixed on the glasses girl sitting in front of him turned around to put a stock box on his desk. 

“Hi you're not going to the cafeteria, you don't have any pocket money either!” greet the glasses girl is familiar.

Vino was just silent wordlessly staring at this glasses girl flat with furrowed brows.

“Come eat with me! I brought you good food!” bargaining with a cheerful smile felt the same fate with Vino. He observed that the new boy had never been to the cafeteria. Though his guess was wrong.

Nara opened her lunch box, revealing the menu she was carrying.

Vino stared at Nara's lunchbox with a flat face. Looking at the luxurious menu under Nara, he was immediately moved to remember his mother's cooking. He who did not eat well after the departure of his mother began to be tempted.

“We for two!” Nara then divides the food in the lid of the lunchbox and then thrusts it into Vino.

“Come to eat!” force Nara.

Doubtfully Vino grabbed a meal from Nara and then started eating it.

Nara began to put food in her mouth.

“This leftover food last night,” explained Nara relaxed while chewing. His mother who works as a cook at the wedding made him always bring the rest of the party food, to school as a stock. He rarely carries pocket money.

Food leftovers? Oh no ...

Vino stopped chewing staring at this bespectacled girl.

“Let's relax this is already in hangati! Still Fresh,” explained Nara with a grin.

"Let's eat again!" force Nara while filling her mouth again.

For a moment Vino fell silent watching Nara eat voraciously. He threw away his doubts, finally went back to eating.

“How does my mom cook?” ask Nara. The one Vino was nodding to was subconsciously the corner of Vino's lips attracted to his warm feeling there were still people who cared about him.

From then on they became familiar, sharing with each other. Vino no longer feels alone anymore there is Nara who will always be beside him, accompany him to live that heavy day, the cuteness and innocence of the glasses girl makes him comfortable. And no matter when the comfortable feeling turned into the seeds of love that grew in Vino's heart.

Until Chelsea who entered as a shy and spoiled new student joined them complement and make his life colorful.

Flash back off.

Vino's daydreams crumbled as Chelsea's voice greeted him.

Chelsea smiled gently sitting in front of Vino with the table as a bulkhead.

Vino did choose to dodge even with Nara though.

Vino's gaze turned cold as if freezing Chelsea.

“Let me alone!” ketus Vino's.

Chelsea were about to grab Vino's hand but the young man dodged.

“Vin forgive me!” that's the only word that keeps on saying.

“I'm very disappointed in you guys!”

“I'm sorry! I arranged for them to get married!” chelsea's voice shook with tears.

“Set!” Vino's eyes were squeaking sharply. Chelse is the cause.

Vino's hands clenched tightly, his jaws tightened.

“Sea, you know best how I feel about her! My dream with her, how much I hope to marry her all you know!” cecar Vino vented his feelings.

“I'm sorry Vin. I was wrong!” Chelsea held Vino's hand.

“Go from here! Leave me alone!” vino's snaps brushed off Chelsea's hand, with his chest rising and falling holding back anger.

“Vin! Ii'm sorry. Don't be mad at me!” chelsea's sobs down his shoulders look shivering tear in his eyes. Guilt was in his heart.

why is it like this? This was the first time they had a big fight.

“Go I don't want to see you!” vino snapped his voice blaringly filled the room, provoking attention on them.

Chelsea flinched instantly, her body squeaky, staring at the flash of fury in Vino's eyes. For whatever reason Chelsea never saw Vino never get this bad.

Chelsea also rose from his seat with tears, stepping from leaving Vino. His heart also ached seeing Vino like this.

Chelsea stood next to the car parked there she shed her tears, really sad because Vino was disappointed to not want to see it.

Vino and Nara are very important in his life, since they have always been together.his brother is always busy as president of Maxkal as well as his socialite mother until they are rarely at home. He gets more attention from his best friend. And now their relationship has been broken.

If Zeline hadn't betrayed, none of this would have happened! Nara will not be a substitute bride, all is still fine. Chelsea are caught in regret.

A young man approached towards Chelsea, one hand outstretched pulling the body of this crying girl, into his arms.

“Have not cried! Later beautiful lost,” said this young man tried to calm the heart of Chelsea make the chest of his field a place of tears.

“He's mad at me! He has never been this angry,” complained Chelsea increasingly sobbing vent his sadness.

“Sea, there I am here, don't cry anymore.” Said slowly.

This young man was Kay. Yes, since then he observed Vino and Chelsea from another table. He knows the quarrel of these three companions from Milan.

Kay knows Chelsea at this moment must be sad and fragile. For Chelsea, friends are the most valuable thing.