Mafia Wedding Games

Chapters 71. Bipolar

Since that day, Kharisa has always been in the house. Gara who had started to be active in the office with Randa seemed annoyed.

In the main room of Mr. Tedy's office, right in the oversized chair that currently features a man staring at a pile of files on the table.

The clock has shown at 12:00 which means it's time for lunch. But not for Gara. He threw his body on the back of the work chair while continuing to stare blankly at the file that has not been done.

"Argh.... Why is it so boring to work like this? if I used to use only strength and tactics, it would feel a lot more fun. Gosh, Gara, realize you've left that job."

Hearing the rough grunt in the unclosed room, Randa quickly ran over to Gara.

"What's wrong? are you sick?" tanyanya.

The jet-black eye bead stared intensely at Randa. "Well it hurts, my eyes ache to see the mountain of paper in front of this."

Randa chuckles at the protests from Gara. "Patience. You will also get used to it. Do you really want to go back to taking up the profession you used to?" asked Randa to tease her friend.

"Here you go, you'd better handle this. I want to go home."

Gara hurried away from the room without waiting for Randa to finish speaking. "Hey... Who is the heir to this office? huh!"

But unfortunately, Randa's cry was not at all touched by Gara. The man seemed to have entered the elevator with his flat face.

While Vino and Vano, for a while they are still working on the lower floor. Because they are still in the training stage, just like other workers. Both kids had to go through the process.

On the other hand, a woman who was parked the car right in front of Mr. Tedy's office smiled widely when she found out her prey had appeared before her.

"Gara," Reynka hurriedly removed the seat belt from her body and ran down from the car to chase after Gara who was about to open her car.

The woman immediately pounced on Gara from behind with no idea of her embarrassment. "Gara, I miss you."

A very familiar voice, of course, for Gara. He tightened his jaw trying not to act rudely to the woman he once loved so much.

"Down, Reyn!" hardik Gara unwillingly turned his head towards Reynka who had been stuck perfectly on his body.

"No, before you promise to give me time this time. Please don't torture me like this. You might hate me. But what's wrong if I still love you so much? I don't want to be like this either. I don't want to ruin your relationship with him. But please, Gara, help me let you go."

"Sorry, I can't. You can question it all to yourself. I've been waited on by my wife." Because he threw Reynka's hand that was perfectly circular on her body and immediately got into the car.

"Even in a good way you won't help me, Gara. Just look, don't get me wrong if everything happens beyond your expectations." Reynka smiled at her smile that was still staring at Gara's departure with the car.

"It's still the woman who annoys sister-in-law." said Vano who was furious at Reynka's behavior.

"Let's at least we're sure Sister-in-law won't falter with the temptations of that pretty little granny" Vino chuckled at the reaction of her twin sister who was staring at her intently.

"What do you say is beautiful? basic leaning!" pekik Vano then left Vino alone to the restaurant next to their office.

"His acceptance of forgiveness from Gara is still not enough? do you want to be thrown in jail? huh!" Randa who saw the presence of Reynka who just happened to want to step towards her car is now stopped.

He looked up and approached Randa. "You stupid or too plain? Because it still loves me so much. Maybe he'll put me in jail. You should have thought of that."

"Well, really? real great. I'm even more lace status than Gara wouldn't want to have a female acquaintance like you. What else is ex status. What a disgusting beggar of love."

Instantly Reynka's eyes bulged furiously, her hands clenched so tightly. But Randa just smiled mockingly at him and then went with Vino to the restaurant.

After a short trip, now Gara's car has arrived in the yard of Mr. Tedy's house. Because walking with a flat gaze towards the house.

The sharp eye bead caught the figure of Father and Mother who were at the dining table together with his beloved wife.

"How come you've come home?" ask Mr. Tedy.

"I just want to have lunch with you guys. After this I will go to work." said Gara while landing his body on the dining table chair.

Kharisa swiftly served her husband with various kinds of side dishes that he arranged on the man's plate. There are no words of introduction to eating. The atmosphere of silence, Kharisa was much more reserved than before.

His eyes were always visible during the day but no one dared to ask Kharisa.

After the lunch, Mr. Tedy now returned to his room to consume drugs assisted by Mrs Harina.

"Dad, what's wrong with Kharisa? I'm so worried, lately she's been so much different."

"Yes, I think so too, Mom. Later we have to ask Gara." said Mr. Tedy.

"alright. Now Dad rest. I wait for you after that I'll go down to meet Gara and Kharisa."

At the dinner table now lives Kharisa and Gara who are still silent without a word. Only Gara's eyes would occasionally steal a glance at his wife.

"You want us to take a vacation?" ask Gara.

Kharisa glanced for a moment then nodded his head. "All right, tomorrow we're leaving. But promise me you won't do everything like last night and before."

Without knowing it is not Kharisa's will. He just followed what happened to him without being able to fight back.

The flashback

In the middle of the night at exactly 12:00 Gara woke up when he realized next to him there was no Kharisa. He opened his eyes trying to wake himself up.

"Where is he?" muttered Gara who had not had time to get out of bed had already heard the commotion on the balcony of their room.

"Jeez Kharisa." Instantly Gara put away the blanket that covered his body and then moved closer to the source of the sound.

"Yetoooo." Several times the sound of screams was heard clearly into Gara's room accompanied by the sound of a table-throwing that was hit several times.

For peeping on the action of the wife. His eyes were round, finding Kharisa who seemed to be disheveled by his hair and crying even occasionally slamming his head on the table.

"Kharisa, stop! you're hurting yourself." Because it prevents Kharisa when he wants to continue his action. He hugged Kharisa tightly sitting on the chair while crying hoarsely. His voice was almost inaudible as it ran out when he shouted earlier.

"Detachable. Unhand me!" Kharisa tried to wriggle from her husband's embrace.

Because they tried hard to hold Kharisa and they entered the room again. Without letting go of his embrace, Gara gave a sedative to his wife.

A moment later, Kharisa fell asleep again. Gara reached for a cell phone to contact the doctor who handled his wife.

Tut

"Hello,"

"Dok Night, I just found something weird about my wife. She was hysterical in the middle of the night. What exactly is going on? why on a night like this?" Gara's voice sounded panting from exhaustion against Kharisa's movements earlier.

Across the street, the doctor who had just read a book closed the book. "Depression of your wife will appear at night. It was because he was re-remembered with something frightening or pitiful. At night, the atmosphere is very quiet and even quieter. That's why your wife's condition returned. As much as possible he does not feel lonely, sir. Maybe that way slowly will help her bad memory disappear."

"Alright, Doc. Then I'll try not to let the night be quiet."

Eventually the call was cut off. Gara looked back at Kharisa's sleeping face. In the rubbing sweat that flows on Kharisa's forehead then in the kiss of his wife's forehead.

Gara began to see the strangeness suffered by his wife since the first night they were at home. Kharisa always does bad things when Gara is off guard at certain hours. Whether it's at night or even dawn. Because trying to keep watch every night, but nevertheless he is just an ordinary human who can sleep and sleep at any time.

Flashback off

After his second agreement to go on holiday Kharisa smiled so widely that he could not control his pleasure. Kharisa walked while jumping excitedly towards his room.

Gara frowned looking at such a strange Kharisa. "Kharisa wait!" shouted Gara who was trying to chase after his wife to the room.

"Hahahaha we're going on vacation. Hahahaha I'm so happy." Kharisa shouted loudly without caring for her husband.

There was a sense of pleasure to see his wife back cheerful, but somehow Gara became shudder in horror himself after long listening to the laughter of Kharisa who could not stop.

At the close of the door, he watched Kharisa sitting on the balcony of his room in a still laughing voice. "Kharisa." call Gara.

Without even listening to her husband's call, Kharisa continued to laugh even as he turned into the room and hugged Gara. "We're going on vacation.hahaha."

"Kharisa stop." Because he felt strange with the behavior of his wife who hugged him so strongly.

"Yes we're going on vacation. Now get some rest, I gotta get to the office."

"To office?" ask him to stop laughing.

"Yes, I have to finish a lot of work so we can have a vacation. Okay?"

"I.I want to come."

"But you're sick. At home, well, I'll be home soon."

Hearing the rejection from Gara, Kharisa fell silent for a moment. He looks so sad. I can't bear to leave his wife. But it was impossible for him to bring his wife to the office in the current state.

"Let's just lie down." Dutifully and disappointedly, Kharisa covered his entire body with a blanket.

After making sure Kharisa was calm, Gara went out of the room. "Mother" said Gara who was shocked to see Madame Harina in front of his room.

"Mother will accompany Kharisa. You come home soon."

"Good, Mom. Just go first."

Along the way Gara kept thinking hard. What happened to his wife just now. "Argh.no. There's no way Kharisa's a mental disorder." he screeched while rubbing his rough face which was focused on driving a car.

In the middle of the journey, Gara remembered one thing. "Bipolar, no. That's not possible. There's no way Kharisa's suffering from that disease" he said.