Mafia Wedding Games

Chaptre 63. Give Tranquility

Upon arrival at Rifal hospital immediately carried Kharisa. The panicked face was clearly painted on Rifal's handsome face.

Kharisa was immediately examined by the Doctor, Some time passed, now with enthusiasm Rifal heard the explanation of the Doctor.

"The patient's condition is very weak, it seems that the patient is experiencing severe stress. This is very dangerous with age. Please help me not to think too hard."

"How about this time, Doc? is it still okay?" ask Rifal.

"So far it's still safe, lucky your wife's content is strong."

"Oh.em sorry Doc-"

"It's okay, I stay first. This is a recipe that needs to be cut. And for one day we let your wife take care of her first yeah."

"Oh yeah, Doc."

I don't know what the handsome President's mind is. His face was sparkling when imagined if the unconscious woman in front of him was really his wife.

Rifal gently stroked the forehead that was slightly covered by the child's hair.

Slowly the twilight began to come, the golden sun came down over the street. The roundness of the afternoon sun made a burning red hue at the end of the sky that looked yellowish orange that day.

The reflection of the twilight light began to slip in between the blinding white curtains of the sleeping eyes.

Slowly the jet-black eye bead opened, after its long sleep. Gara rubbed his face and glanced around the room.

"His afternoon why hasn't Kharisa come home yet?" tanyanya began to worry.

"Mom." said Gara who saw Madame Harina just came out of the bathroom.

"You're awake, it turns out, I'm waiting for Kharisa, it's time for you to clean your body. Did you just ask the nurse for help?"

"Susters? Mom don't joke. Because I don't want to, Mom." he said. "Kharisa will be here soon." he continued.

Mistress Harina was intrigued to see her son's panic when offered with the sisters.

"OK-okay, but it's been so late in the afternoon why hasn't your wife come home yet?"

"Please call, Mom."

Lady Harina immediately grabbed her bag, she called Kharisa.

Phone connected.

"Hello."

Mistress Harina's forehead creased as soon as she heard a male voice from across the street. His eyes glanced at Gara who was staring at him waiting for an explanation

"Th-this who?" madam Harina asked doubtfully and her eyes still glanced at Gara.

If only Gara wasn't sick maybe that guy had taken his mother's phone.

"Mom, give it to me."

Mistress Harina raised her hand in front hinting that Gara should shut up first and leave everything to her.

"Lady..." Because back to sound.

"I'm Rifal, is this Kharisa's mother?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, where's Kharisa?"

"Kharisa fainted, this is me waiting for him. It was conscious but it seems Kharisa experienced severe stress to hysterical fear. The doctor gave me a sedative."

Mistress Harina silenced her stunned mouth, Because she was getting curious what her mother heard? and who's talking across there?

"What hospital is it?"

"In hospital x, Mom."

"Thank God it just so happened that we were in the same hospital."

Because he rounded his eyes to hear the word hospital, can be sure his wife is experiencing an illness.

Madam Harina had already gotten information about her daughter-in-law's room. The call ended immediately and Madam Harina informed Gara.

Gara's eyes reddened, it was painful every time the wife was threatened why she always could not be useful like a protective husband.

"Mom, help us get there."

"Well, Mom will ask for help with the nurse first. Wait here, yeah."

Mistress Harina passed leaving Gara with a million jitters in her.

After being helped to hear the nurse even though it was very painful, because he did not care that he still wanted to see his wife immediately.

Mrs Harina, Gara and the sisters have now stepped into Kharisa's room in a wheelchair that she is pushing.

There were three knocks on the open door. Carrying those clean black eyes glanced towards the door.

The wheelchair appeared the earliest, his eyes glared back to watch the situation Gara. It's beyond a doubt.

"Your wife experiences stress and fear. I don't know for sure, maybe you as her husband are much more understanding. Then excuse me first."

President Rifal decided to leave immediately, he was reluctant to linger with Kharisa. His heart always trembled when it was close together. Of course the handsome man did not want to be the third person in the household of Gara and Kharisa.

"Thank you" said Mrs Harina as Rifal was about to step past her.

"Together, Mother." The most soothing smile of the women of course.

Mistress Harina returned Rifal's smile in full.

Gara was already staring in the face of the woman who was currently lying in front of him. "Kharisa." call Gara Lirih.

Lady Harina hugged the body of Gara who was still loyal in the wheelchair. "Kharisa's suffering, son. It's because of Mom and Dad."

"Mom, please don't reveal it again. Forgetit. Kharisa would be more embarrassed if he remembered."

Mistress Harina let go of her hug on Gara and turned to hug Kharisa and kissed him on the forehead. His hand rubbed Kharisa's forehead.

"I'm sorry, baby."

Mistress Harina seemed to shed tears while kissing the hand that was in her grasp.

It looks like Kharisa's stomach is starting to contain down there.

Long enough the two were in the room until the clock showed seven o'clock at night. I no longer remember his health. Lady Harina repeatedly asked him to return to her room but Gara refused.

"Gara, let's go back. I'll bring you here again if Kharisa's conscious."

"No, because you have to look after Kharisa, ma'am. Sus, please take care of my room so I can move here."

"Good, sir."

The nurse immediately came out of Kharisa's ward without rejection.

As long as the mouth is still fine no one will be able to prevent the wishes of a Gara.

After they were in the same room, now seen closed eyelids occasionally move slowly. Kharisa opened his eyes.

"Kharisa." said Mrs Harina and Gara together.

Their faces smiled widely, but unfortunately the smile faded when they saw the reaction of Kharisa who rose from his sleep and pushed back his body.

"Please don't, I beg you." Weeping again broke out in the room. Kharisa clearly saw Khard in front of him.

Mistress Harina who approached her looked like Khard who was trying to fuck her again.

"Kharisa, come. We live together with our children. I'll make you happy. We have to get out of that family."

"No. No, go!" Kharisa cried hysterically to hide his body in the thin blanket.

"Kharisa." call Gara who can only make a sound without moving.

Kharisa could not act normal at all, his fear really made him panic.

"Kharisa, ahh." Because whimpering while forcing his body must move and reach the wife.

He could not help but see Kharisa in such fear. Mistress Harina was stunned to see Gara.

"How to" he said in shock. How could Gara who was trying to hold back for healing now even force himself like that?

"Gara, I'm scared. He'll come again. He wants to take me away. Please don't let him take me. I don't want to." Kharisa hugged her husband's body tightly.

Just like when he was at the hotel, Gara came to hug him. Only the presence of Gara could make Kharisa conscious again.

"I won't let that happen, you're my wife. Don't worry that jerk won't be able to take my wife. Okay?"

"I'm scared. I fear. He's coming."

"Kharisa, listen. ah..." Grimacing, his body felt very sick. "I won't let that happen."

Kharisa's puffy face with clear circles that continue to descend now looks at the handsome face of her husband. Gara flanked Kharisa's face with both hands.

"I'll protect you. Stay by my side."

There's no answer. Kharisa went into his arms. Until they both slept on the bed. Mistress Harina could only be the observer of the couple in front of her.

Sick? no. gabe. Because they no longer care about their pain. Cuddling with Kharisa makes her willing and forget

wounds on his body.

"I'd better just go." Lady Harina stepped away towards her husband's room.

After the departure of Mrs Harina, Kharisa again heard her voice.

"No, I don't want to. Don't take me. I beg you."

Because he woke up to hear the voice of his wife who increasingly tightened his embrace. Gara landed a kiss on Kharisa's forehead long enough.