His Purpose

His Purpose
165. Hope and Dismay


Roman sat pensively in the waiting chair of the hospital. Beside him, Gabriel also flinched. Just like Nick who also stood still with a look of anxious hope.


While Maria, she did not stop crying in Rayan's arms. They are all waiting for the doctor's information about Gibran's condition suspected of poisoning.


Beside everything, Romanjaya's heart was most jolted. Has not recovered the condition of his son, now the grandson must also die.


The door in front of them opened. A doctor opened the mask and looked one by one at the face.


Roman and Gabriel, Nick and Maria and his father are standing close by.


"How's my grandson doing, Doctor?" It was Roman who first asked.


The doctor breathed heavily. "It's a foreign and rare poison, only the maker has the antidote. We can do nothing but slow down the performance of toxins in the patient's body. But it also only lasted 48 hours."


The statement made everyone there stunned, especially Maria whose body was immediately limp supported by the father. The woman cried in Rayan's arms before fainting unconscious.


Maria was immediately taken to one of the rooms to rest and be examined. Because the hospital is in the name of Wiranata, Roman has full power to provide the room for the grand daughter-in-law.


Now Roman, Gabriel and Nick are left feeling restless and tense. It's only 2 days. Where could they find the antidote if it wasn't Willis?


Right, again Willis the mafia devil. Roman does not know what grudges they have against him until he attacks his family.


Is it not enough that only Abhi is wretched? Why did Gibran have to be hit by the stone? Don't they want Gibran?


Nick seemed to be talking something over the phone. He then let out a long breath.


"What's wrong?" ask Gabriel.


"The poison was allegedly intended for Madam. True to my suspicion, the culprit was the servant I had seen earlier. He was found dead in a room. Willis must have killed him."


"Gosh my god." Gabriel massages the forehead. "Another murder. I don't understand what's wrong with them."


And what's more makes me not understand why Papa still had time to fuck with a female demon.


Gabriel's heartbroken considering the reality. To believe, it feels impossible. In disbelief, the evidence of the visa explains the results.


"What should we do now? There's not much time for us to get the antidote." Roman said limp.


"I'll see them."


Roman looked quickly. He strongly disagreed with Gabriel's proposal. "Don't. They are dangerous. You can just go home the name."


"Well how? We should take it, right?"


"Let me, sir. I'm going to meet Willis" Nick said confidently.


Roman sighed. "In the meantime, don't be too rash. We are not facing the streets. Think about your safety, son."


That night, the first appearance of Gibran and Maria which from the beginning attracted attention as a pair of phenomenal conglomerates, the public was also shocked by several stories of murder and dark life of the rich.


Assumptions in the media. From the start the story of the actual broken household to the business competition that led to the bloody incident. A photo of Gibran who collapsed when giving a speech on the podium immediately dominated the internet search.


Moreover, the truth that previously the woman Gibran married was the lover of the younger brother, enough to make the public wonder and curious, what their life was like behind the scenes.


***


"City .. hiks." Mary could not help but cry. He clasped Gibran's hand and kissed him many times.


"Koko woke up .. I'm afraid .. hiks."


"Don't leave me. Don't leave our child .. wake up ... Koko wakes up .. hiks."


"I'm sorry. Should have ... it should have been for me." Maria rested her head on the edge of the bed. Tears soaked Gibran's hands that were increasingly cold. The freezing of Mary's heart slowed as fear crept through each time she stared at the clock.


"If I had drunk that glass. No, if I hadn't received that glass from the waiter, this might not have happened."


"Coko's right. I'm stupid, I'm careless, I always make a mess. And this time I put Koko in danger. I've always made it difficult for Koko .. hiks."


"I always spend Koko's money. I always whine making Koko dizzy. I often pissed Koko off. I'm sorry."


Maria's body trembled, sobs sounding heartbreaking. All the complaints he let out beside Gibran. His heart was filled with fear because the time had gone 12 hours.


"Marya." Gabriel appeared in the doorway.


He stood there before slowly approaching Mary, who still refused to move from Gibran's side.


He looked at the brother who was lying stiff with a pias face. His chest was also crowded considering that not only Gibran died, his father was still faithful in a coma.


"You haven't eaten. Quick breakfast. Let me wait here."


Maria shook her head. He did not speak, but a gentle shudder on his shoulder showed Maria still not stopping crying.


"At least think about your baby. You may grieve, but let no other sorrow arise from your selfishness."


Gabriel sighed and gulped. "You should be grateful, your content is fairly strong despite being hit by any condition." He nodded and snorted. "I failed to even defend my own son."


Unexpectedly Maria raised her head slowly. He looked at Gabriel, looking at him without a sound.


Gabriel stared back at Maria with a small smile, inclined to be sad because he understood what was currently on Mary's mind.


"Sorry." He can only whisper it. "I was wrong. I'm sorry." Gabriel pausing. "I .. can't keep loyalty for you. I admit I was wrong. I'm sorry, Maria."


Finally after a year Mary learned the truth from the reason Gabriel left her on the wedding day. Now he understood, and he was grateful that God had distanced Gabriel and given him a successor as great as Gibran.


Not only perfect, Gibran also faithfully keep his heart from other women. Maria is fine even if the man is cruel and often punishes people in a sadistic way. Because to him, Gibran is a man who knows how to hold trust.


"So, now you're eating, huh? For your baby's sake, for Brother's sake too. If you're sick, he'll probably be disappointed when he recovers."


Maria turned to look at Gibran. "Will it recover?" tanyanya. "What about the antidote?" Maria looked up at Gabriel. "Where should I get that?"