His Purpose
175. Be Over

Maria inched backwards as David brought her feet closer. His eyes could not be separated from Maria who now shook her head. The memory of the torture that David had inflicted on her had once again struck Maria traumatized.

"How many times have I told you to stay away from Gibran. You're so stubbornly clinging to it. Even after breaking up, you're still pregnant with your pregnancy!" press David.

"It's a pity that the accident didn't make you die." David grunting. The man stuck out his cane pressing on Maria's stomach.

"Aargh!!!" Maria shook her head in full supplication. "Don't .. please don't hurt my son anymore ..." Maria sniffled in her stomach.

"You didn't fulfill my request to stay away from Gibran either. Then, should I care about your request?"

Mary was crying. "What's wrong with our relationship until you keep coming after me like this?"

"Your fault? It's your fault that you're so loved by Gibran!"

"Love makes him weak! He can turn stupid in an instant just from thinking about you. Feelings make him lose logic. I will never let my successors fall into that sickening cradle."

Mary looked at David for mercy. "Any human has feelings. I'm sure you have it too, even a little."

David shakes. "I've never allowed myself to be as stupid as my children and grandchildren." He pressed his staff back against Mary's stomach, causing her to scream in pain and beg for forgiveness.

Bagas came suddenly, he held down David's staff while staring at the old man sharply.

David laughing. "What's wrong with the men. Why are they so fond of stupid women like her?"

"Enough. You promised you'd let Maria go after I managed to have her."

The two look at each other. David looked at Bagas while grinning meaningfully. "But you don't have him completely yet" he quipped ambiguously.

He looked at Maria for a moment. The woman shook her head, understanding what David meant.

As Bagas approached, he crouched down before Maria and tried to touch both sides of her face. "Mary, you want to get out of here, right? Now I'm the only one who can get you out safely."

Maria kept shaking. "No. Release him! I'd rather die than get dirty like that."

"Marya, listen!" Bagas forced Maria to look him in the eye. "I promise you, I'll make sure you and this baby are safe if you're willing to have me now."

Bagas' words stunned Maria. He stared at the man full of emotion. "You crazy? Do you realize what you're saying? I'm someone's wife and I'm pregnant now!" Mary was crying tired. "You can think of such a thing!"

I don't know what those people think. They are cruel and selfish.

Koko, can we still meet? If you leave, I don't have enough reason to stay either.

David Willis chuckled at where he stood. He turned for a moment to Jim who was now standing by his side.

"Now choose, accept Bagas and you can get out safely, or are you and your son dead here?"

"Fucking devil!" hiss Maria is full of hate.

But David only responded to the mockery with rarity.

"Your blood also flows in my son's body. He's Gibran's flesh and blood, your own grandson!" Maria shouted loudly.

Even David's laughter increasingly echoed throughout the dark room. "I don't care. I will create my own successor that I want. And certainly not from the womb of a lowly woman like you. Our level is on a different level. You and Gibran are not at all equal. Gibran controls most of the stock market in America. While you? You're just a woman born to a small businessman whose family is only up to a few countries. Tjandra's not special enough compared to Willis."

"We may not be as rich as you, but we know what to be grateful for in life. Gratitude is determined by comparison with others. We are grateful for what we have, because there are still so many people who live all mediocre or even lack. We're not greedy like you."

"What do you know about greed?" David grunting. "Humans must be greedy, so that they can achieve all their goals."

David's eyes turned to Bagas who momentarily looked pensive. "Wait for what else? Do it now if you don't want your company out of business."

Maria shook her head. "No, Bagas. Be aware of what you are doing!"

"Mary, only in this way can I save the company and own you."

"Fuck!!!" mary shouted trying to avoid Bagas who was now trying to grab his shoulder. "Depart, motherfucker! Ahhhh!!! Sakit!!!"

"Hhhh ... Hhhh ..." Mary gasps to touch her contracting stomach. Something in the form of fluid now feels flowing from between his thighs.

Maria shook her head. He beat up Bagas who was now trying to crush him and kiss him. "Bagdim!!"

"Yarodong ...!"

"Yarodong ...!"

"Mary, quiet!" An annoyed Bagas fought hard holding back the two hands of Maria who attacked him brutally.

"Don't .. hiks."

"I had no choice" said Bagas.

Bagas started pulling the buttons of Maria's top dress. Maria screamed again to rain down on the man with various attacks. He even spat at Bagas until the man was furious and hit back at Maria.

David watched the spectacle while chuckling happily. While Jim, suddenly he was stunned to see Maria who was about to be forced by Bagas.

Suddenly Jim's eyes fell on a crowbar not far from Maria's head. At that moment, their eyes accidentally collided. Mary looked at him with plea. The tears that flooded his face looked so heartbreaking.

With a flat face he glanced at the iron object whose gratitude Mary immediately understood quickly.

Maria looked up at the crowbar beside her. He cried in disgust when he felt Bagas began to kiss his neck and squeeze his chest lustfully. He did not want to, until whenever Mary would continue to feel dirty after this.

With great effort Mary stretched out her arms and grabbed the long iron and dragged it with the rest of her strength. This is his last fight. Mary hoped God would give her a little mercy to endure.

Buk up!

Bagas away, the man held his head that had just been hit by a sharp hard object. Right, Maria just hit the tip of the crowbar against Bagas' head.

"Maria ..." sizzle Bagas full of emotions.

Plaque!

Bagas slapped Maria hard. Maria gasps with her head cupped. He gathered a deep breath before then staring at Bagas full of confidence.

"Yeah!!! Buk!" Maria kicked Bagas with all her might.

The man slid back. Without wasting any time Maria raised her crowbar high and swung it against Bagas face.

Bagas' nose was bleeding a lot, and his eyes were red. The man cupped his broken nose. "Maria .." she said.

Mary who seemed to be in disrespect paid no more attention to anything. He continued to swing the crowbar hit the body of Bagas who is now lying unable to fight.

All the anger he let out and vent it on Bagas. Maria only stopped after Bagas did not make a move.

Mary threw away the iron with her body shaking violently. His breath faltered staring at the figure of Bagas who was bleeding horribly.

David Willis laughed. "Killer," he was satisfied.

Mary kept her mouth shut with her hands. His roar looked so shaken. Is Bagas dead?

Bagas's dead.

He's not moving. He's not breathing. Oh God. Mary's hand was raised. He looked at the two with a shocked expression.

Killed her? Me ... I beat him to death? Not likely. I'm just trying to protect myself. Is correct.

Maria nodded convincingly. However David continues to provoke Maria that he is a murderer.

"You're killers. Many men are hurt because of you. Gibran's dying, Gabriel's wounded because he's protecting you. Then, look at Bagas now. He died in your own hands. Hahaha ..."

"No ... I'm not a killer" Maria denied. "I'm not a killer. Nope. I'm just protecting myself. Yeah, I-I .. I didn't kill him. Bagas forced me to do it." Maria did not stop whining as she continued to look at her trembling hand.

"I'm not a killer .. hiks ... I didn't accidentally .. hiks."

Maria's cry broke as her body collapsed on the floor. Maria shook her head in her hair, trying to deny the fact that Bagas had indeed died in her hands.

In the midst of that turmoil, a man walked staggeringly into the hallway. His usual sturdy body now looked fragile with breath sounding tired.

It arrived at the end of the space, the dimness still able to take his attention. His eyes circled for a while and stopped right at one figure of the woman who now seemed to cry in shock while rummaging.

"Maria ..." call her shrewd.

A moment Maria flinching. He took off his hair and looked up slowly. The two looked at each other. Maria, her tears are hardening again with an increased heart rhythm.

His back is straight, "Koko ..."

Gibran smiled slightly. His face looked pale and pale. He nodded, stepping back slowly towards Maria. His hands are holding on to the wall. Mary also rose up slowly ignoring her stomach and her head that was pounding. It was hard for him to stand with his body covered in blood.

The two couples looked at each other. "Koko .. Is that really you?"

Once again Gibran nodded with a smile.

They did not realize David's fizzy look was upset. The old man grabbed the gun in Jim's hand and pointed it at Maria.

Gibran who first realized it was ready to stop the move. He stared alternately at the gun and the wife who was approaching him with a big smile.

Gibran. It was as if time was slowing down he was trying to run when David started pulling the trigger.

"Nooo!!!"

Dor's!

Silent.

Silence gripped after the sound of the gunfire echoed with the sound of a collapsed body hitting the floor.