His Purpose
16. Attention Gibran

"Eat a lot. Papa look at you I'm a mess."

Maria nodded and smiled. Today he is very happy. He was relieved to be accompanied by his father. For days he endured loneliness in solitude. Being locked up in a foreign place without knowing what to do.

Maria bribed her dinner again. His appetite suddenly increased after the unexpected arrival of Rayan.

"Papa's staying over, isn't he?" ask Maria after swallowing her chew.

Rayan who was stirring the contents of the plate, stopped her movement for a moment. He looked up, smiling in response to Mary's question. His head nodded, "Yes. Papa's staying over."

Rayan said it in a normal tone. However, if examined more deeply, his gaze contained full meaning.

It was not realized by Maria. He cheered because tonight will not be lonely and scared anymore. The father will accompany him until dark.

"Master, Ko Gibran hasn't come home yet?"

Marta who had been standing not far from him, looked down apologizing. "Sorry, Madam. Looks like tonight sir's not coming home. A little while ago Nick told me they had a foreign service trip. Maybe in about 2 or three days you'll be back" he explained.

"Is that?" mummy Maria.

He stared badly at Rayan. The man should have received a welcome from her husband. That was done by Gibran as the host.

Rayan who understood the feelings of her daughter also threw a warm smile full of dignity. He rubbed Mary's head with love. "What's wrong. Papa's purpose is to come to meet you. We met frequently at work meetings. Even now Papa meets him more often than you. To the point of being bored."

"Yes, you've received the bag, haven't you?" rayan continued asking as well as diverting the conversation.

"It has. Bag's pretty. Maria likes. Thanks, Papa ..."

"Either. So, dong smile. Papa's son is beautiful when he smiles. Just beware of losing."

Maria spanked her father's arm. Her lips were embarrassed. "Papa don't be a monster. There are many people here" whispered Mary. His eyes slightly glanced towards the servants standing at the side of the room.

"Lho, it's okay dong. Let them see our harmony. So they can know who to deal with if they dare to mess with you."

"Papa, the waiter's here all right. It's so good that Mary is told to eat every hour."

"really? Then why do you even look skinny?" rayan asked with a slightly flat look.

Maria grimaces. He scratched his temple in doubt. How not to be thin, while here Maria thinks more than eating. But Maria wouldn't say that to Rayan. Maybe the father was worried and ended up throwing anger at Gibran.

However, Mary still had compassion for her husband. He did not want Gibran to be affected when Mary herself realized that the man was a victim in this marriage.

Is correct. Gibran is a victim. It was inappropriate for Mary to act arbitrarily at the man. If not for Gibran who willingly married her in times of urgency, maybe now he is sad to see his father slumped because of the threat of bankruptcy.

Mary smiled, "Father, if Mary eats every hour, Mary's fat."

"laggingly good. Funnier. Papa has never seen you fat since childhood. Except for the baby."

Mary manyun. "Funny from where? That's gonna be a mockery."

This time it was Rayan who was smiling. His outstretched hand rubbed Maria's head, slightly rubbing her hair into disarray. He paid no heed to Maria's angry protests.

"You want to be fat or skinny, you're still Papa's son. In Papa's eyes you are beautiful in any condition" he concluded before telling Maria to continue eating.

While Maria shook her head smiling amusedly. Obviously any parent would say such a thing.

***

"Papa, what is this area? Why did Papa get a helicopter?" asked Maria who was struggling spoiled, leaning to embrace the body of the father in the family room.

Rayan smiled, looked down for a moment rubbing Maria's hair, then refocused her eyes on the television in front of them. "Papa took the helicopter because he wanted to show off."

"What?" Maria looked up in disbelief.

Rayan chuckles. "Yes .. once Papa also wanted to boast to Papa's rich son-in-law."

Maria pursed, she rested her head on Rayan's chest. "liks. Papa's not a person who likes to show off. This area must be too far to Papa by air. Koko would go out of town too. Tell me, where is this really?"

Silent. Rayan did not answer Maria's question. His father seemed very focused on staring at the news channel on TV. Or just pretend to focus?

"Father!" reprimand Maria gegegetan. "Answer! Papa must know where this is. Otherwise, there's no way Papa can get here to see Maria."

What exactly are Rayan and Gibran hiding? What does Mary not know here?

Thinking about it, it felt like Maria had become frustrated herself. He felt like the stupidest man in the world.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Mistress?"

Mary turned her head towards the door. Laura stood there, still in her servant's uniform.

"Why? Come inside."

Laura came in after she got permission from Maria. He also walked over to the mistress who was spoiled with his father.

Laura bowed for a moment, then she looked at Maria. "Madam, the flower that Madam asked for this afternoon, I have stored it in my room. The dresses of the Madam have also been arranged according to the color, exactly as the Madam wants. If it's acceptable, the Madam can check it out now. Who knows if something makes the lady less satisfied."

Maria nodded, "Yes, thank you, Laura. No need, I trust you. Now go home, it's been very night. Sorry for making you late than usual" he said. His death implied regret for having made his personal servant work more.

Laura shook her head curiously, "It's okay, Madam. This has become my duty. I am very happy to serve the Lady. Please don't thank me."

Maria smiled, looking at the girl warmly. Until Laura could not hold haru in her heart. How much she was grateful for Mary's kindness. The woman seemed to spread a bright aura on the originally gray Mansion without a soul.

"I'm very helpful, of course I have to thank you."

"Mrs ..."

Seeing Laura who was again about to cry, Maria immediately shook her hands. I don't know how many times the girl overreacted. It seems, his heart is indeed a baby's butt.

"It has. There's home. As a gift you can carry that bag."

Laura blinked. "Ta-Tas? What bag, Madam?"

Maria shifted her eyes indifferently towards the TV. "I know you're very interested in the little bag in the corner of the closet. Take it if you like."

Laura wide. Shame instantly appeared to crawl over him. He did not expect it turned out that Mary was secretly watching him. It's mortifying. It felt like Laura wanted to bury her face this time as well.

"Mrs .. I don't mean. Sorry for my sassness .." she shook.

Maria rolled her eyes lazily. "You or not? If you want, take it. Don't cry here. Noisy. Your crying makes me creep."

"You! Of course I want to! Well, then, thank you, madam. In exchange I will be loyal to Madam to death!"

"Laura, are you doing a hero's oath?" ask Maria flat.

Rayan herself could not resist the rarity. He shook his head in amusement staring at his daughter's interaction with the servant.

"Madam, I can't defend myself. But, I will definitely defend Madam if something unwanted happens!" laura who was in the eyes of Maria even impressed funny.

"Yes yes .. there go home."

Laura nodded obediently. "Good, Mistress. See you tomorrow!" he said half exclaimed, cheerful.

Maria nodded, letting Laura go from before her. But a moment later he remembered something. "Wait!"

"Yes, Madam? You need anything?" Laura who had reached the doorway, turned to look at Maria.

"Home light bulbs haven't been turned off?" ask Mary astonished.

"Oh, that? From now on sir forbid us to turn off the lights at night, madam."

Mary's forehead twitched. I can't believe what Laura said.

"really?"

Laura nodded. Mary must not believe. Does this have anything to do with last night? I don't know. But, Maria could not help her heart that suddenly rippled strangely. Could he consider this a concern for Gibran?

"Good then. I'm not afraid of the night anymore."