His Purpose
1. The Pangs Behind the Rain

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"I'm sorry, I can't marry you" wrote a man standing on the roof of a building. Down, look up, look across the street. At the hotel where the event was held.

He should be preparing for this moment, the event is about to begin. However, he had already decided, he would not marry.

There was one reason he could not give. A reality that he wants to keep until the end of his life. But that's clearly impossible. No matter how small the secret will be revealed.

But for now, let him avoid. Sounds like a loser. Is correct. But it would be better than watching a woman crumble on her happy day. In the end, the decision he made still hurt the woman.

He has no choice.

"I love you. I love you too. But, I don't think we're meant to be together."

"I'm really sorry. I hope you are happy always, Maria ..," she whispered to the wind. Flying the hopes and hopes that have run aground. He stepped off the roof, carrying all the intentions that might one day lead to regret.

Along with the cracking of a scattered heart. In another corner of the room, a woman looked down at her phone with trembling hands. His eyes were empty as if there was no hope.

It was true, his hope had just been forcibly snatched through a message. Quite a loud clanking sounded as the little tiara slid from above his head. Falling to the floor.

His shining eyes were no longer dazzling. His charm is lost and defeated by the gray above the clouds. It was as if nature could feel what Mary was feeling. Thunder rumbles broke the horizon. The light shone as if through a window.

It was still early in the morning, but the sky had already fought to bring down the rain troops. The capital and all the activities of its inhabitants. They were looking for a roof to shelter. But Mary lost her place to live.

Legs decaying. Her dress expanded as her knees came into contact with the marble. Breath faltered. Spit blobs seem difficult to swallow. He squeezed out the details of Swarovski that were filling his body. Design famous designers who are now losing meaning and use.

He faintly heard a voice from outside. The hard and tough debate is quite fraught. But she could not draw Mary completely from her daydreams.

He shook. It must be a joke. Gabriel can't hurt him. The man loved her very much. He's unlikely to destroy a marriage that's been designed for a year.

His trembling hand held up the phone. Finding the number of the lover is suddenly difficult to find. It took a struggle for Maria not to press wrong. Eventually, he found a name he was looking for. He made a call and attached the flat object to the ear.

"Why not be appointed ...?"

"Come .. pick up the phone. Tell me you're just kidding. It's not all funny .." he said trembling.

About three times Mary tried, not a single call was received. The rest of the number is off and out of reach.

"What's going on? Why would you do this?" Maria held on to the floor. His shoulders decayed as sobs of crying sounded.

The raindrops could not block the pain. Maria Pradita Tjandra's. The thunder in his heart echoed more than the lightning that struck the center of the city.

***

Outside the room.

"What do you think I'm gonna do? Of course I'll pull my daughter home. They've smeared my face like spit!"

"But, Mister. Failure of this marriage will lead to public opinion against you. Basically, their relationship tends to strengthen both parties. Your company and Wiranata both benefit. Although this marriage is intertwined out of love and out of self-awareness, the real thing is that the two great families unite power."

"So, when this marriage is finally annulled, they will assume your power is no longer great. This will be a loophole for those who are after you as well as Mr. Wiranata."

"To put it simply, if the marriage of Miss and Young Master is cancelled, it is not just an impact on the company's shares, the company said, your enemies will also move more aggressively because they think this is the right gap to aim for your negligence."

The man called Liem looked down. "Sorry, Sir. I'm just worried about Miss. Because every time you have a problem with someone, Miss is what they're after."

"I don't care. I can strengthen protection. What I think about now is the state of his heart and mental state. What would happen if he knew he had been dumped. I don't care if they want to attack. I don't care they're pulling all of their shares out of the company."

"Originally you know, Liem. Assets and possessions are nothing if my daughter suffers."

"Mr ...." Liem could not speak anymore.

No one can oppose if a Rayan Adibrata Tjandra has decided. Especially the thing that concerns Maria, the only daughter entrusted by the late Madam Tjandra who has long since returned.

"What about the offer?"

Rayan grunting. "What do you think? Of course I refused it. They may be playing with marriage. Replace the bride-to-be? It's the same as spitting my nose in public! Although what Wiranata threw was his eldest son, even reportedly he was very great and got the nickname Asian Cheetah. Still, all I thought about was Maria's feelings. I don't want to treat my daughter like a bargainable item. It's not like it's an insult."

Liem nodded. But a moment later he was struck by something. His eyes widened and moved repeating the reading.

"Mr ...."

Liem. "Arsena Group, the largest supplier of our company suddenly wants to cut cooperation," he said, staring at Rayan with a face filled with horror.

"What?"

Liem immediately showed the tablet he was holding. Rayan was reading the official email that came in exactly one minute ago.

"What'sthis? The invited guests haven't even sniffed at this matter."

"really. Like a creeping electrical current, it could explode in some time."

Rayan remained silent.

"Master?"

The man took a breath before exhaling it heavily. "I've guessed sooner or later they'll press. Since knowing I would make a message with Wiranata, their side is indeed unmitigated to offer cooperation with great benefits."

"But, like I said, I can't possibly"

Clamps.

"Mr ...."

Mary's voice chanted as the door opened. Surprised, the two men looked at each other at the same time.

"Gosh, Miss!" Subconsciously Liem exclaimed when he saw the eye makeup on the woman.

Maria ignored. He looked up at the father who was silent looking at his appearance.

For a moment he was silent. Doubt arises when he opens his mouth. Is the decision right?

"You ... already know?" lirih Rayan, flat.

Maria nodded. He tried to strengthen the heart that fought in the commotion. The rain has not yet stopped. Instead of stopping, the roar grew louder with the heavy wind shaking the trees.

Maria gulps. "Papa. Wiranata's eldest son ..." He looked up. "I'm willing to marry him."