Mafia Wedding Games

Chaptre 44. Go Both

Finally Gara devoured food that was so delicious that he no longer cared about his stomach full.

Mrs Harina and Mr. Tedy also enjoyed the morning meal. "So, are you okay?" asked Mr. Tedy to stop eating.

"Good way, Dad. What's wrong?" ask Gara.

Mr. Tedy shook his head in doubt, "Oh yes, because he wants to say something to Mom and Dad" he said again and put down the two spoons he held.

"What Gara?" Mrs Harina was so enthusiastic.

"Later in the afternoon Gara will bring Kharisa here" said Gara.

The faces of his parents were immediately shocked. Because I can see the look on Mr. Tedy's face.

"Kharisa is not like you heard, it all happened because it was wrong because of it" he said.

"Dad, all right?" mrs Harina asked her husband because she saw the pale face of Mr. Tedy who had not spoken a bit.

"What do you mean Gara?" asked Mr. Tedy in surprise.

"I'm sorry, Dad. Kharisa was forced to do so because Gara had asked Kharisa from the beginning to make such a confession to Father in order for us to separate. That's not true as Kharisa said in the letter, Dad." said Gara.

Mr. Tedy shook his head not expecting Gara to be able to do that.

"What are you doing, Gara? why think like that? how sorry is Kharisa's fate, ma'am." Mr. Tedy continued to shake his head with his nanarrowed gaze.

"And one more, Dad." continued Gara.

"At that time Kharisa was almost harassed by the secretary of trust of Dad, Khard" said Gara carefully.

"Dad." Mistress Harina cried out in fear seeing Mr. Tedy holding his chest as he felt extremely claustrophobic.

"Dad." Gara immediately got out of his seat and carried Mr. Tedy's body to his room in the following room with Mrs Harina.

In the room of Mr. Tedy who was about to be left by Gara to take a drink immediately prevent his son.

"How do you explain what happened to Dad?" peech Mr. Tedy.

For sitting next to the bed and holding Mr. Tedy's hand. "Khard had liked Kharisa from the beginning, I knew them, until finally Gara found out if the man had planned to rape Kharisa, Dad. Khard is in his cell. Because I reported his actions. I don't have to worry, let Gara take care of everything." said Gara.

Tears can be seen dripping on the end of Mr. Tedy's already wrinkled eye patch.

"Kharisa's love, Mom. It's all because of Dad." he said so sadly.

How all this time Mr. Tedy can think if what Kharisa admits is true. Even from the bottom of his heart, Mr. Tedy felt it was impossible.

"Bring Kharisa here, Gara." said Mr. Tedy.

"Dad, it's afternoon. Kharisa is at work right now." said Gara.

Mr. Tedy and Mrs Harina looked at each other, they were confused to hear because they knew so much about his wife.

"Why?" mrs Harina said as if asking.

"Yes Ma'am, all this time Gara has lived with Kharisa in his small rented" said Gara.

Lady Harina and Mr. Tedy smiled in relief at her son's words. "So you've already..."

Because he just nodded his head. "Alhamdulillah." cried Mrs Harina so happy to hear that Gara and Kharisa were close to each other.

"Call Gara well, ma'am." said inwardly hoping that his struggle would succeed at this time.

"Your father rest. Because I want to go to the room. For the files, because I checked with Kharisa last night, everything was safe" he said and walked out of his parents' room.

***

At the office, Kharisa who was accompanying Rifal meeting also gave input at the meeting table.

Rifal companies are currently experiencing a decline in profits, that is why they need to find ways how to minimize company spending.

After everyone had their voices out, it was time for Kharisa to help him.

"If I am allowed to speak it is better if we do a search about spending in the company, and which is the most profitable it will be our acceleration of the production process. How's it?" Kharisa.

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement. "It seems I agree with Kharisa, President." said one of the people in the room.

Rifals who had been staring at Kharisa were getting festering. Again Kharisa stole the heart of the handsome man.

"Can, then we should just go down the field, Kharisa" said Rifal.

"Good President, no problem. It will be much better." said Kharisa.

Finally the meeting ended, now Kharisa directly reviewed to the factory with Rifal and his personal driver.

A short trip now they have arrived at one of the factories owned by Rifal. They went into the factory to see all the goods that were produced.

Until the two of them entered the raw material storage warehouse. Their journey is still long, there are several other factories that manage different types.

"President, I think this warehouse is still spacious. Should we go in again?" ask Kharisa.

"Here, this is why. How could this much material still not be used and left alone?" he said it looked furious.

"You're here." call Rifal pointing at one of the men who followed in his footsteps.

"Ready Sir." he said.

Gather all the warehouse workers." Rifal half-screamed.

"Bright, sir." The man ran over quickly informing for all to immediately gather in front of their current leader as well.

It did not take long, in front of Kharisa and Rifal now looked workers who lined up neatly.

"How can you be negligent here? look at this much material you're just letting it scatter?" rifal shouted with his growl.

Everyone looked down, no one dared to say anything. The smooth white face of the man before them was currently already flushed red.

"You don't know we're in the office dizzy thinking about your budget being here so often throw away that much material here? do you not want to work anymore? huh!" peekik Rifals.

"God if this is the name it does not get a way out." murmured Kharisa.

"Can't you let me handle this?" kharisa asked quietly half a whisper.

Rifal nodded his head when he heard Kharisa's words.

Kharisa took one step ahead of the ranks of the workers. "I apologize for the inconvenience of Mr. everyone, I am here as an intermediary to want to talk for a while. Fathers of all I beg to cooperate with us, you seek a bite of rice for the family, as well as me and others. Let's take care of where we make a living. How to make the company that has filled our stomachs can survive and get ahead. After all our sincere devotion will surely be blessed for all that we have done. At this time our company is experiencing the threat of bankruptcy, so I beg you to cooperate with us." said Kharisa full of tenderness.

All the people talking to each other. They seemed anxious to hear that the company was going bankrupt.

"Is this a sign we're gonna be fired?" ask one of the workers.

"Pray that we will not go bankrupt, so I beg you to cooperate with us, sir" said Kharisa.

"Fine then we will try our best" they said simultaneously.

Kharisa smiled relieved to hear it, he immediately said goodbye to go with Rifal.

The handsome man just silently held back his anger. Luckily Kharisa was with him otherwise he didn't know what was going on.

The car has now gone to another factory. But Kharisa who feels bad in his stomach is now asking the driver to stop their car.

"Sir, please stop for a moment." Kharisa.

Car stopped. "Kharisa, what's wrong?" rifal asked in panic.

Kharisa no longer answered, he got out of the car and vomited all the food from his stomach until Rifal came down massaging the woman's neck with his anxious face.

"It's a drink." He asked for water.

"Kharisa, we're going to the hospital right now" Rifal asked but Kharisa refused.

"There is no need for the President, I am fine" Kharisa said.

"But Kharisa-"

"Our president has to go to the next factory. There's no more time." said Kharisa.

During that one day they spent checking out factories in different places. Until the end of the afternoon has arrived.

"Sir, we'll continue tomorrow. Today we go to the office first." Rifal and the car headed to their office.

Kharisa still looks strong even though he actually forces his body to stay strong because he does not want to trouble his superiors.

In front of the office, Gara had parked his car to pay attention to one by one the workers who came out of the office.

"Why is he so long?" he said impatiently.

It had been almost an hour since Kharisa was waiting, but the woman was still not seen in front of the office.

Feeling bored in his car, he grabbed his phone from his pants pocket to contact Kharisa.

Suddenly his eyes were fixed on the one car that had just arrived in front of the office.

"Kharisa's? why them?" gara Ompat. His sharp black eyes were already so focused looking at the face of his wife who had just come out of the car with Rifal.

Seen both down and then Kharisa say goodbye to go home soon.

"President, I'm going home" said Kharisa and walked away.

"Kharisa, let me just take you, I'm in for a moment" said Rifal grabbing Kharisa's arm.

Kharisa let go of the grip on his arm and said, "No need for the President. I can go home by myself." said Kharisa.

Kharisa's eyes were fixed on the parked Gara car. He sighed violently and then stepped his foot towards Gara.

"Kharisa, I used to let you go, but not anymore. Because you've come to this company by yourself and I won't let you go" Rifal said in his heart as he continued to stare at Kharisa's back into the car.

Gara who saw Rifal's gaze deliberately lowered her car glass and returned the gaze meaningfully.