Wife 108kg Mr. Bara
Chapter 81. Karma or death?

“Let that thing go right now or you'll regret what you did!” gavin said with great emphasis. He intimidated Gisella with his sharp eyes and his approaching footsteps.

“No will! I will not give this thing to you that you will eventually point at me!” gisella replied defiantly, the footsteps that kept retreating came to a halt. He had no more space to escape.

His life is threatened now, there is no guarantee he can breathe calmly tomorrow. His bad premonition said the man would definitely kill him right then and there.

“Traitors like you deserve to die!”

Gisella chuckles at the words of the man who is still her husband.

“You should say! Then what about you, dear Lord Gavin? Don't you realize what you did to me and to your ex-wife. Have you ever treated your wife well. For you wife is nothing more than a display doll that can satisfy your eyes, stomach and lust!” sneer Gisella with her cynical face.

"Close your mouth, ja-lang woman! You have no right to correct me!"

An enraged Gavin instantly snatched the revolver of caliber 44 which was tightly gripped by Gisella. Gavin seized it firmly and with all his might as well the woman held it back from her hand.

There was an interesting pull action that was quite tense between them. The tip of the gun was in front of the face of Gavin and Gisella alternately. Nobody wants to give up.

Dor's!

Platuk. Gisella was glued with perfectly widened eyes as if she wanted to jump out of place. Within seconds, the body that was shot was immediately lying on the floor.

The two people who were downstairs gasped in shock, they looked at each other for a moment. Then run towards the origin of the sound.

The door opened in half, how frantic Mark and James saw Gavin lying on the floor covered in blood with white lead lodged in his chest.

"How's the condition?" ask Mark to James. Mark frowned seeing Gavin's eyes bulging upwards with a gasping breath.

"I don't know, call an ambulance. I'll be able to stop the bleeding" James replied.

The two men tried to be calm, the blond man grabbed a cell phone in his pants pocket to call the health center while James took off Gavin's jacket and gave him first aid so he wouldn't bleed out before doctors could handle him.

After shooting Gavin lying on the floor. Panicked Gisella immediately ran out of the room still with a gun in her hand. Sweat and tears. He walked half a run to the side which led him on a staircase that ran through the kitchen.

Gisella believes Gavin will never come alone. If he escapes through the front door, he will be easily caught.

"I have to get out of here, I don't want to be arrested and in jail. Nah! I don't want to!" he murmured with a loud breath.

Gisella is not a stupid woman, of course, before running she took her bag containing money and also jewelry that was already stored in the bag. All of that for his next life.

Driving a sedan in the garage, the woman took the car to split the road between tall, lush fir trees.

The house they lived in was hidden in the middle of an evergreen forest not far from the residential area, looking so calm and beautiful. But it turned gripping in just one night.

"It looks like nobody's after me. Where am I going now?" said confused. He could breathe because no one was following him. But it was only for a moment because in a second later he became a dazed person who did not know the direction of the destination.

" I'm .. I'll ask Gabby for help. Yes ... I'll go there for help. I'm sure he'll help me" he said to himself.

When pressed like his current state, for some reason there was only one name that flashed through his mind. The name of a friend she had when she was not Gavin's wife. A friend who has long forgotten his existence.

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Yonna blinked her eyes, the sound of a cell phone ringing disturbed her sleep that had just fallen asleep an hour ago.

His son Noah was feverish and fussy all night he had to be willing to stay up wiping the boy's temples in order to fall asleep. At around 3 am she was able to leave Noah's room to join her husband to sleep in their bed.

The ringing of the phone kept ringing incessantly, piercing the ears. It's not just him who's distracted. Bara who was asleep beside him also woke up.

"Mas, pick up your phone! It sounds very noisy, it seems important," said Yonna. He put his thumb and index finger on the forehead to massage while looking at the sky roof of the room with a dim light spot.

"Hmm" murmured Bara. The man who slept without the shirt grabbed his cell phone which he put on the nightstand right next to him.

His eyes still felt sticky like a lamp that was left only 5 watts. He picked up the phone without seeing the name or number on the screen.

"What?" the hoarse voice of Bara sounded high. His sticky eyes instantly opened perfectly wide with a clearly imprinted panicked look. Yonna got up from her sleep, looking at her husband question mark.

"What's wrong? Why are you panicking like that?" ask Yonna after the phone call is closed.

She rubbed her face and hair rough. He looked at his wife with a difficult gaze Yonna described.

"So Papa called, Gavin went to the hospital with a gunshot wound to his chest."

"Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun," the long-haired woman shrieked as she covered her mouth with her palms.

"Cock can get shot? Which hospital? I'm comin?"

"No, you're at home with Noah. He's still sick, and you're just getting some rest, right. Let me go," Bara replied quickly. The man went from the bed to the bathroom to wash his face and change clothes quickly.

This time was not the right time for him to be jealous of his sister and wife, just that his wife's condition that seemed limp lately was enough to make him worried. That's why he forbade his wife to come.

"What exactly happened?" whispered Yonna with eyes not separated from the back of her husband who disappeared behind the door.

The problem of alternating approaching like a storm in the dry season that never ends.