Mafia Wedding Games

Chaptre 72. Acting Gara

A speeding car breaks the crowd instantly changing the initial goal of heading to the office. "Well, I have to see the doctor in person" said Gara.

Twenty minutes later, Gara finally arrived at the hospital. He immediately went to the doctor's room because he had sent an appointment message.

The pounding of Gara's pantofel shoes sounds melodious touching each other with the movement of the handsome man's legs. He came to the door of the doctor's room.

The burly hand knocked on the door then turned the door knock. "Please come in, sir." said the Doctor.

"Thank you, Doc." said Gara.

The man landed his ass in the chair. And without many words, he immediately said everything that happened with Kharisa, his wife. "So, what's my wife going through, Doc? I'm worried."

"Then you can immediately bring a patient for us to check further, Sir. And after that if the patient has bipolar disorder, we will immediately follow up."

"But do you have the same thoughts as me, Doc?"

"It seems that if indeed the traits that you say are true happen to the patient, there is a possibility that it is indeed true, sir."

After the second deal, Gara immediately rushed out of the hospital. He returned his car to the company to attend a short meeting. In the middle of the trip Gara's phone rang.

Because he grabbed his phone and then put the thin object on his earlobe. "Hey, aren't you at the meeting any minute?" Randa had already voiced without waiting for Gara to say hello first.

"What's wrong? I'm already on the street."

"Oh well, I'm waiting for you" Randa said, turning off the phone.

Without him knowing if at this time Gara is trying to calm her gerogi. "Ah.sial, this is my first meeting. I don't even know what to do later. Although he has done the exercise before" he said while rubbing his head rough.

"If only Kharisa wasn't sick. He could've helped me. Right now I can only rely on Randa." During the trip Gara looked riled up. He kept thinking about how to handle the meeting today.

No one knows what Gara got during her short trip just now. The car parked in front of the famous office looks open.

For stepping with a body that is not as usual. The face was so hard. Some of the workers in the building looked astonished and half confused. How not? Because the sole heir of CW Sejahtera who had looked fit this morning, now suddenly showed the forehead that had been bandaged seemed to be stepping gontai.

Without a care anymore, Gara stepped straight into his study. There Randa was seen frowning.

"What'sthis? you're out of an accident?" ask Randa worried. But when his hand was about to reach Gara's forehead, the man brushed off first.

"Be quiet! I'm in pain. For the sake of this meeting I have to remain strong to present our company's CSR plan" said Gara trying to steal the attention of his best friend.

CSR or commonly called Corporate Social Responsibility is a business approach by contributing to sustainable development by providing economic, social and environmental benefits to all stakeholders.

Randa certainly did not have the heart to see Gara's statement. "That's it, let me lead this meeting. You can learn next time. Right now you're not supportive. The important thing is to just attend. Okay?"

Bak got an umbrella in the heavy rain, Gara almost laughed freely. But she quickly closed her mouth. Still with a sick face, but did not reduce the creepy look on the handsome face.

Both of them entered the meeting room. Randa started to open the meeting well. The man was much more experienced than Gara. Because he continued to pay attention to the movement and response of each of the investors in the room.

What an amazing meeting. There is no doubt from the investors to accept the proposal from the company CW Sejahtera.

"Ah...just like this?" batin Gara was relieved while leaning his body heard his breathing blow so rough.

After agreeing to the deal all passed away from the meeting room. So did Gara who had left Randa without hearing Randa's cry.

"Hey, where are you going? we should"

Looking at the invisible interlocutor again, Randa could only sigh roughly. "Well, didn't she look sick?"

On a different side, precisely at the residence of Mr. Tedy.

"Kharisa," Mistress Harina seemed to gently rub the hair of her daughter-in-law who had not spoken anymore.

Since Gara's departure, the woman immediately went up to the bed curled up as if she felt something mixed, between fear and happiness.

Lucky Madame Harina was able to provide warmth with her embrace. During that time also the middle-aged woman shed tears. Kharisa's situation is very concerning.

"Why is your fate so bad, son?" said Mrs Harina staring nanar at the woman who had fallen asleep in her lap. Every now and then Mrs Harina wiped the sweat on Kharisa's forehead.

The affection of Mrs Harina could not cover the longing of Kharisa on the caresses of her parents, especially the Mother. That's why Mrs Harina's touch was able to hypnotize the tension that Kharisa felt.

Suddenly the door sounds open. "Mother." said Gara.

"You're home yet?" mrs Harina asked Gara, but was not answered.

"Did he make a fuss, Mom?" tanya Gara saw the breath of Kharisa who had been regularly moving in his body. But the appearance of the blanket in the room could already explain if there had just been an incident.

"Sst. Your wife just went to bed. Come with me. Come on out." Lady Harina pulled her son's hand towards the living room.

"Gara, what really happened to Kharisa? why does Mom feel that there is something strange about her behavior?" ask Mrs Harina.

"Mom, Gara can't explain for now before we take Kharisa to the hospital" Gara said.

"To the hospital? is that a sign that Kharisa is suffering from a serious illness, Gara?" he asked with full of anxiety.

"Mom, because I consulted with the doctor earlier. And the doctor suggested taking Kharisa back to the hospital so that it could be confirmed clearly the disease" said Gara.

In the midst of the conversation, there appeared a man with slow steps sighing violently. "Mom, apparently here? I've been waiting in my room for a long time."

Mr. Tedy who surprised Madam Harina and Gara suddenly made the two throw a gaze at Mr. Tedy.

"Dad." Lady Harina greeted her husband by helping her to sit on the sofa with them.

"What are you guys talking about? Hem?"

"That's Dad..." Madam Harina hung up her words.

"What happened to Kharisa, Ma'am, Gara?" tanyanya full of search.

"You want to hide something with Dad?" ask Mr. Tedy again.

After a long silence, Gara finally told the truth. He must be able to move quickly to take his wife to the hospital.

"Gosh, I really didn't expect it to happen this far" said Mr. Tedy, concerned about the fate of his son-in-law.

"Yes Dad, I also can't bear to see Kharisa sad like that. I'm afraid that Kharisa's having a mental breakdown." Madam Harina continued her remark after feeling hesitant to say it.

"Mom, Gara won't let that happen. After waking up, Gara will take Kharisa to the hospital."

"Yes, Son. The sooner the better. Mom and Dad will support all your efforts for our daughter-in-law, won't you?"

Mr. Tedy smiled to see clearly the face of the son just wayangnya. "It looks like our son is already starting to die love huh, ma'am? it's not in vain that you force them to get married." said Mr. Tedy.

"Dad, don't talk no." elak Gara looked at the face of the Father annoyed.

"After all, this is not the time to argue" Mrs Harina said.

"Doesn't you love your beloved daughter-in-law yet? otherwise, I can match up with Randa. Looks like he's a good man." seduced Mr. Tedy.

Gara's jet black eye beads are perfectly rounded. "Ah, come on, 'cause you want to rest."

Not yet had time to pass away Mrs Harina and Mr. Tedy aware of the strange thing. "Gara." call the two together and successfully make Gara's body turn back towards him.

"What else, Mom, Dad?" tanyakanya.

"That's why your forehead? did something happen?" Mistress Harina got up from her seat about to grab a bandage that stuck perfectly on her son's forehead.

"Oh. It's just style, Mom."

"Style?" asked Mistress Harina wrinkled her forehead.

For removing the bandage on his forehead. "It's all about going to the room first."

Again the footsteps stop when they hear the sound from the door. "Oh my God, so it's just style? does it have anything to do with the meeting at the office?" Randa loudly voiced while continuing her footsteps.