His Purpose
12. Elusively

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"How's the deal?"

The sound of footsteps filled the silence of the corridor which was then in silence. Gibran walked firmly with a stern expression as usual. While behind him, Nick follows faithfully.

"There is no certainty, sir. Our higher-ups are having a little trouble. Hans Corporation was quite difficult to conquer. They often seem to play with this project. Maybe ... Only you can handle it. Sorry."

"No problem. I make sure they can't be struggling against me" Gibran said sharply.

While at the end of the corridor there, Maria observed the two curious. His eyes narrowed at Nick and Gibran. Because of Laura's words yesterday, he became a senewen himself every time he met Gibran.

It's no longer about being naked, but what's true about Gibran as Laura says.

Especially the existence of Nick who always follows Gibran wherever. It is not impossible if they are involved in more relationships than work. Again said Laura.

God, why did he become a kepo like this? Realize, this is none of your business, Maria!

The two men are getting closer. Maria who dissolved in her own assumptions was constantly in the fog found Gibran's gaze pointing at her.

"Emc ... Ma'am!" mary exclaimed at a servant who happened to be cleaning not far from there.

The waiter came closer. He paid respect to Maria. "I, Madam. You need anything?"

Maria flashes. His mouth opened and closed stiffly. "A-Ah .. that ..."

Oh, my God, what does he have to say?

Maria thinks. Then he placed his hand, rubbing the console table beside him. "This. The table is still dusty. Please clean up, yeah."

The waiter was a little bit pecked. He looked at the table that Mary touched. "really? I just wiped it."

Maria nodded uneasily. "Yes, Ma'am. My hands are rough because they come into contact with dust."

"Is that? Oh, my God, I'm sorry, ma'am. Okay, I'll clean it up again. Again forgive me, madam." The waiter looked down many times. Apologizing for his mistake . He thought he had done negligence in carrying out his duties.

His roar looked very frightened when he realized Gibran's presence. He bowed in honor of his master. Seeing that, Maria grimaced in heart. There was a speck of guilt for engaging the servant to escape.

Maria throws a stiff smile. "Pa-Morning," he said to Gibran.

Let alone the waiter. He whose status is the legitimate wife of Gibran alone is often confused with it.

"Morning, Madam." Nick threw a smile and a polite nod. Maria responded with something similar.

Mary sneered at Gibran, who did not return her greeting. Suddenly awkward atmosphere. He could see the waiter getting agitated. Jesus, did Maria just put someone in trouble?

"Let me clean, Ma'am," he said, then scooped the washcloth out of the servant's hand.

He was too nervous and confused to do what he wanted to do. It would be unethical if he suddenly ran away when Gibran had just stood before him.

"Mrs, what are you doing? Let me just—"

"That's it .. This is easy work. Let me do this lap. You must be tired."

With trembling hands Mary began to wipe the table sisian. He turned his back on Gibran, Nick, and also the servant who was looking at him in astonishment. In contrast to his two subordinates, Gibran did not flow any expression. His voice remained flat even though his eyes were watching Maria.

His movements suddenly stopped when a hand blocked his arm. He turned his head, suddenly his saliva choked in the middle of the esophagus when he found Gibran standing next to him.

The man did not look at her, but rather the cloth that Mary was currently holding.

"Why?" said stammering.

Long Gibran did not answer. Mary felt her blood flowing rapidly, from the base of her arm, up to her heart.

He swallowed. The fragrance of Gibran reminded him of the incident in the spa room yesterday.

Just sec. If Gibran wasn't interested in women like Laura said. Isn't that an advantage to him? Maria didn't bother to feel embarrassed and crazy when she met Gibran. After all, Gibran would not react even once he was naked.

Is correct. Just relax, Maria.

"Co-Cocco ..."

"You'll ruin the whole decoration if it moves like that" Gibran said, flat.

"W-What?"

Gibran's rolling eyes pointed at the table. "I didn't know you had such a reckless nature. Pick up the jars first. Just wiped."

Gibran flapped Mary's hand. "If you can't, don't force it to do it. Especially just to distract."

After saying that Gibran quickly passed leaving Mary or the servant who was pecking on the spot. Nick nods politely to Maria before following Gibran, who has entered the elevator.

Whatdoes thatmean? Can you guess what Maria is thinking? O Lord, Mary became a parno and did not dare to think in the face of Gibran. If this is the story, does the man also know that Maria was fascinated by her cruel good looks?

God, what kind of assumption is that? There are people who can read the heart. Even psychologists guess it from expression. Never mind, stop thinking like that. Let's just say Gibran is too smart.

Maria snorted, she muttered involuntarily. "Isn't she too cool to be a same-sex person?"

"Mrs? You said something?" ask the confused waiter.

"Ah .. no. I just think the painting here is too spooky." Mary chuckled loudly at her own words.

Indeed indeed. No painting no Gibran, both equally creepy.

By noon, Maria was preoccupied with the arrival of interior designers who designed her room. They have finished with the arrangement plan as well as any furniture that must be replaced to adjust. Mary herself did not manage much. He loved the plans they were working on.

For a while her room was renovated, Maria stayed in a second-floor guest room. Laura and the other servants hurriedly moved Maria's belongings there. Because tomorrow those designers are already starting to get to work.

He opened the balcony door that was connected to the veranda. The home of Gibran is very large. The poles are big and strong. As if to depict the majesty of the powerful owner unshakable.

In retrospect, Gibran's existence almost defeated his own father. Abhimanyu Wiranata's. His father-in-law did have an infinite number of assets, but his residence was clearly not this grand.

He just realized, Gibran is more impressed like a ruler rather than the heir to the throne. Maria believes one hundred percent, without the support of her father, Gibran can still flap wings into space. Simply put, the man can live without his father's big name.

Gibran is mysterious. Maria couldn't even guess anything from that flat face. All Mary felt was an unusual radiant of charm. Maybe Gibran is not aware, but his character like that just a lot of menghantukan women.

If only he had met Gibran first, not Gabriel. Perhaps his heart had already sunk into the elusive vortex that the man had created.

Gibran is difficult to understand. The man is difficult to identify. Full of secrets and has a strong bullying nature. With just one glance the man can conquer all the creatures of the earth.

Sounds excessive. But it's not impossible. Gibran's presidency is that big for him, maybe for someone else.