His Purpose
167. Trapping

Mary grimaces to touch her stomach when the fetus makes a move. Because of aches he moved for a moment from the side of Gibran and switched to straightening the body on the sofa.

"Oh, son, calm down" said Maria as she rubbed the surface of the stomach. His eyes were closed with his forehead wrinkled deep. It feels very uncomfortable every time his son moves actively in there.

Maria couldn't sleep for a moment. Though usually Maria is very easy to get sleepy during the day. But as much as possible Maria isn't doing that right now. Mary must take care of Gibran. Mary was afraid that anything would happen to her husband if he slept.

Unrecovering his heart was haunted by anxiety, suddenly a message entered on his phone. Maria opened and read the message from the foreign number and then sculpted.

Mary glanced at Gibran, who was lying in the patient's bed. He clasped his cell phone tightly while gulping. Grandpa's not around, so are Nick and Gabriel. Papa hasn't been here because of a lot of work.

"Is it okay if I go for a while?" haunter Maria muttered.

Maria slowly got off the couch and approached Gibran. She looked at her husband, rubbing his beautiful face, now turning pale and blue.

"Koko, I'd love to help you. Let me go for a minute. Here's toyou. I won't be long" whispered Mary, who kissed Gibran.

He turned and left the room.

Maria breathed a sigh while reassuring herself. He certainly can. He could have gotten the antidote. Gibran must be cured. Yes, this is all for Gibran.

Maria who was stricken with fear and confusion without a second thought to respond to the message that entered on her phone a moment ago. The contents of the message contained about the antidote to the poison that Gibran needed.

The sender said Maria could get the antidote on the condition that Maria should see him right now.

"It's just for a minute. If it was just a prankster, I'd be back sooner" Maria said.

He's not even a little sure. However, those who are silent make him take this line of recklessness. If Grandpa, Gabriel and Nick don't want to share information, then Maria will find out for herself.

Who knew that person indeed had the antidote. Everything has to be tried, right? Maria would try anything for Gibran. Mary does not want to remain silent in uncertainty.

Maria took the taxi she stopped by the side of the road. At the same time Rayan entered Gibran's room and was confused when she found her daughter not there.

"Marya?" call Rayan while circulating eyes.

He opened the door to the bathroom and the living room were closed tightly. There's no Maria anywhere. Did his daughter go down for food? Rayan came here because he wanted to deliver food.

***

Maria got off a taxi at a downtown cafe. His head circled for a moment, staring around and the phone in hand alternately.

One message back in. Maria was asked to go up to the second floor and walk slightly to the right to find a table near a large vase.

"That's an urn, huh?" ask Mary to herself.

Carefully Mary began to climb one by one the steps. The condition of her stomach which is pregnant is quite difficult to walk. But thankfully, Maria was able to reach the top step safely, despite her overwhelming tiredness.

This cafe is quiet for lunch time. But Maria was not so concerned, she immediately looked for the vase in question and met. A large urn with tall ornamental plants is visible a few meters from where it stands.

Mary moved her legs slowly, her hands faithfully holding her belly which inexplicably made her baby move so actively, making Mary occasionally stop to grimace.

"Son, calm down" he whispered softly.

He continued his steps and breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived next to the urn. A man stands on his back to Mary with both hands tucked in his pockets.

The posture is quite high and strapping wrapped in a body suit.

The man turned around, and Mary was surprised to see who was standing before him.

"Sir Bagas?" he cried in disbelief. "You-and"

Bagas smiled. "Mary, I can finally meet you" he said happily.

Not so with Maria. He felt played and fooled in such a way.

"You intentionally?"

Bagas was silent, his net could not be separated to look at Maria. Now the adoring highlight is so clearly visible.

"Maybe," Mary murmured unexpectedly. His breath was trembling with emotions slowly turning to the surface. "You can look at my family situation as a joke!"

"I'm sorry, Maria, but I didn't mean to joke. I seriously want to see you. Only then can you willingly meet me."

"Enough!" shouted Maria annoyed. He feels cheated.

"I know you like me, but it doesn't have to be this way, right?" Maria has lost her formal language. "Sugary."

"Do you not have the slightest sympathy for my husband? He's lying weak right now, and I left him just to see you!" Maria covered her face while crying out in annoyance.

"I've been hoping to get more antidotes," said Maria accompanied by sobbing. He was snuggled in front of Bagas.

"Maria," call Bagas quietly. He tried to touch the woman's shaky shoulders, but Mary nimbly avoided.

"Basar has no heart" hissed Mary, looking hatefully at Bagas. "Now I know your true nature." He turned away.

Bagas pursued and tried to block Maria's steps.

"Mary, I love you! From the first day we met!" shouts Bagas at the end.

"But I don't!" reply Maria no less hard while looking fiercely at Bagas. "I've never even met you other than when I was in Papua. Don't make it up, when did you meet me before that?"

Netra Bagas dimmed. "You may not know, but I've been watching you since you used to visit your papa at the company. The reason why I thoughtlessly partner with him, is all because of you."

Mary snorted, opening her mouth in disbelief. "Basic crazy. Just fuck you, goddamn it."

Maria stepped back, but because she was pregnant she could not quickly go down the stairs until Bagas was still able to chase her.

"Mary, listen to me. At least look at my feelings. I've liked you a long time, long before your husband!"

"Then what should I do?" Mary stopped again. "I have to return your feelings, right? I'm already married. You should know enough to say that to a married woman."

"Enough, yeah. You are wasting my time so much" Maria said.

He went down the stairs carefully. However, only arrived in the middle suddenly ...

Buk up!

Bagas captured Mary's limpid body. "Sorry, Maria. I really can't stem this feeling. You must be mine. After all, your husband is soon dead too."