Mafia Wedding Games

Chaptre 54. Kharisaic

The clinking of the clock seemed to be a beautiful tone among the husband and wife who were in the room after many dramatic events on the morning walk. From the start of steps that he did not once let without his guidance until carrying the pregnant mother when returning home.

Romantically. Only that word was able to come out from the lips of every person who passed through the two. Although the arrogance in Kharisa's heart seemed to want to come out.

The breath of Gara seemed to be hunting, the gaze that had originally radiated riveting dimmed for a moment, the shadow of the cruelty he had committed was again twisted in his memory.

From the lips of the mattress that was burdened with the body of a pregnant woman now he stared clearly at the expression of Gara.

The clutter of steps cannot be caught by the deaf. Each step taken is very light. The face without spirit dimmed, Gara buried his face in Kharisa's body after putting his cellphone.

He knelt by the side of the bed to grab Kharisa's sitting body. There is a pain to see the fragility of the husband, but Kharisa is still waiting for Gara to open the story to him.

The soft, pliable hand rose to the top of Gara's head, moving slowly to provide calmness.

"I got another call." Gara's voice sounded suddenly on the sidelines of his embrace.

His face that had been perfectly immersed in Kharisa's stomach now he pushed and looked up to look at his wife's face.

"Mrs. Dave?" ask Kharisa on target.

"Did he ask you to do something again?" Kharisa asked again with his anxious face.

Because he blinked his eyes softly, he could not do that anymore. I don't know where the soul of the killer that was in Gara went. The man who was never merciless, the man who was never satisfied if one's life did not vanish in his hands right then and there.

"Retreat! please don't do that again. We'll start everything well." Kharisa stared into the manic eyes of the husband who looked so riled up.

"Do you really want that?" asked Gara while continuing to pay attention to the gaze of the wife who had not turned away for a second.

"I want her so badly. Very." Very."

The soft caress continued to move on that head nonstop. Kharisa's fingers move gently rubbing Gara's long eyelashes. Showing such firm eyes there.

The dark black eye bead faded even more after considering the words of the wife.

While on the face of Kharisa already seen clear crystal escaped just from the corner of the eye. The hope he so desired if Gara would start a life with him without getting involved with Mr. Dave.

"Don't cry, I don't want to see you sad like this." Because he stood up to be able to reach and embrace Kharisa's body.

"Alright I will retreat" Gara said on the sidelines of his reflection. "But stop the crying, you know that the most powerful way to make me weak is your sad face."

"really?" The bead of Kharisa's eyes covered with clear circles now looks squinted because of the happy smile that emanated from his face.

Because just nod slowly in the accompaniment of a hand that rubs a soft tear at the end of the male eye fertilizer.

Hugging so tightly he got again after Kharisa's delight burst from his heart. The thing that Kharisa had been waiting for was that word, come out. Quite simply isn't this woman's hope?

For Kharisa a simple life without high costs from Mr. Dave is no problem. His happiness is not of wealth, but of tranquility and love for one another. That's more than enough. Poverty does not take away happiness.

"But the consequences will be dangerous." The face that had been so happy now dimmed for a moment. Kharisa scrunched his forehead and immediately got up from his seat. He stood in line with Gara.

"What's that?"

"I'm going home with my life or I'm going to go home with my body."

"No, you're lying, right? I don't want that to happen." Kharisa increasingly tightened his embrace with a cry that was so much deeper. The fear of loss now completely torments his feelings.

"Of course, for our wedding I'll be home safe. I won't take his orders anymore. Wait for me to come home, don't cry. I must prepare to face."

Gara grabbed both hands of Kharisa to release his embrace, but the hand was reluctant to take off.

"Let me come with you."

"No, you should be home. I have to finish everything. Wait for me, yeah."

Because moving to the bathroom, forced by slow steps Kharisa stepped into the wardrobe of the husband. I don't know why it feels so hard to let Gara go right now.

Never has Kharisa been this weak, he doesn't like to cry for long. The woman quickly wiped her tears and re-emitted her smile.

"OK don't doubt it, Gara, your husband will definitely come back. He will return to being a dramatic husband. Hehe."

Clothes complete with pants and others have now been arranged neatly on the mattress. "It's over?" tanya Kharisa looked towards the bathroom and smiled meaningfully.

Muscled man with vague wound marks on some parts of his body as if adding to the word sexi. Because only wearing a towel wrapped in the waist that is not so long.

He stepped closer to Kharisa and brought his wife's body back into his arms. The eyes that were emanating a smile instantly could not control his fear anymore.

He closed his eyes tightly feeling a hug so deep into his heart. "Come home for me." he said softly.

The red lips landed gently on Kharisa's forehead. Slowly he landed his lips right on Kharisa's pink lips.

There is no more rejection that Kharisa is doing at this time. Gara began to launch his lips and sense of taste in the cavity Kharisa.

This kiss as a sign gives strength to Gara. The two enjoyed each other for a long time. Until finally Gara realized he did not have long, before Mr. Dave was furious with her.

"I help you get ready." Kharisa immediately grabbed the clothes of the husband. Make sure no one is left with any clothes. After the husband and wife drama, now Kharisa deliver the departure of the husband to the car.

"Where are you going? isn't it a holiday?" Mistress Harina was curious even more she saw the face of her daughter-in-law who was swollen.

"How there is business, Mother." said Kharisa trying to keep showing a smile even though his body wants to fall.

"Vino, Vano take care of my wife. You'll get a lot worse if my wife gets scuffed in the least. Remember that." shouted Gara from inside the car with her head slightly out.

"Every Sister-in-law." Vino and Vano both saluted him.

"Hurry home." Again Kharisa said it with great hope on Gara.

The car drove off Mr. Tedy's residence. Split the streets of the city. Some skyscrapers look beautiful towering.

The speed of the car is getting higher, Gara really wants to end this immediately. He wants to live a quiet life at least the anxiety he feels every night will not increase again by adding one victim ordered by Mr. Dave.

Will you be able to return home safely?

Look forward to the next!