His Purpose
18. Dangerous Labyrinth

"Koko .. when to go home?" mary asked as they met in the dining room. He looked at the husband closely, watching his face which was still difficult to guess.

"It was yesterday."

Lies. Inner Mary. Obviously he saw the man in the middle of the night talking to his father.

By the way the father, Maria has not seen the trunk of her nose since.

"Mother Marta, where is my Papa?"

"At 6 he was ready to go jogging, Madam."

"Jogging?"

"really. In the south there is a jogging track."

"That's it," murmured Maria.

He had never been there and only found out there was such a facility in this mansion. He did not even know how many hectares of Gibran land to contain accommodation that is fairly complete.

"Want to go to the office?" ask Maria at the dinner.

Gibran murmured in response. The man was busy eating breakfast on the plate.

Maria looked doubtfully. "That ... shouldn't Koko rest first? Koko just got home early this morning." If Gibran is sensitive, he slightly suppresses the word early in the morning in his sentence.

"Today there was a meeting" Gibran replied briefly, without turning his head.

Alright. It's up to the guy. Mary also forbids. Who is it?

The sound of spoons and forks stored on a plate caught Mary's attention. Apparently Gibran was done with his breakfast. The man got up and left the dining room.

However, just a few steps away, Maria's reflex cry made her stop.

"Shop! A minute!"

Gibran turned around, raising his eyebrows with the intention of asking. Then he was startled by Maria who suddenly grabbed his hand. Not yet had his mouth to make a sound, his body was fixated on what Maria was doing next.

"Hour hands are out" said the woman, focusing on putting a watch on Gibran's wrist. Without knowing those pair of eyes were looking at him deeply.

Mary smiled gently patting Gibran's arm. "good. This clock fits in Koko's hand. Isn't this the Limited Edition?"

"Hm."

Maria nodded with her lips slightly pursed. "I used to fail to get it for Gabriel," he muttered involuntarily.

His voice turned a little sad. He flinched as Gibran pulled his hand. Not hard, but pretty hasty.

"Marta."

Marta rushed over to Gibran, helping to pair the suit as she used to do every day.

While Maria could only stare at it in silence. Even until Gibran came out of the dining room, he was still standing in his place. Until Laura approached and rebuked him quietly. Only then did Mary come to her senses from her condition.

"What am I doing?" mary's whispers were not heard.

I don't know why, but he felt guilty for saying Gabriel's name just now.

***

"You're fine here, yeah. Papa will miss you so much."

Maria nodded, her lips clenched in tears. Just a moment he met his father, now the man has to return to Jakarta. Is correct. Two days felt very little for Mary.

"Mr ..."

"Hmm?"

"Sneak up again."

"If Papa is here, Papa will go bankrupt" he said jokingly.

Mary's lips pursed. "Where is it like that. Let Uncle Liem take Papa's place. Isn't that right, Uncle?" Maria's eyes shifted to the back of Rayan. Where the confidant of the father stood, then looked down as they met a glance.

"I'm not that great, Miss," he said in a simple tone.

The sound of helicopters echoed in their midst. Maria releases her father's return with the nelangsa. Rayan began to step closer to the private vehicle struck by the family surname. She hugged Maria one last time before climbing the stairs.

Not much different from Maria, the man's eyes also glazed. A heavy and reluctant feeling filled his heart. Therefore, to prevent his recklessness to take Maria away, he immediately told the pilot to close the door and make a flight.

Maria looked up slowly as the helicopter took off. He stood in the middle of the room with a hollow feeling. For a moment he enjoyed the warmth, now he must be back in the cold.

Laura approached her sculpting employer, although the helicopter had shrunk in distance. The girl's sharpness was emitting pity. He understood the feelings of Mary who was left in a place that could be said to be foreign. Moreover, Gibran's always indifferent treatment, the woman must have missed the attention.

"Madam, come on in. The sun is so hot."

Maria had no choice but to follow Laura. In the corridor, Marta bowed respectfully as she invited Maria into the Mansion.

He walked with an empty look. Exactly his heart was hollow after the death of the father.

"I want to take a walk on my own. You go" said Maria to Marta and Laura, as well as several other servants who followed her.

Marta stared disapprovingly, but Laura asked for understanding through her eyes. Finally, Martha asked her children to leave Mary.

After they left, Maria turned around, stepping towards the backyard of the Mansion. He saw the view there was greener. He needs something fresh to cool his head.

As his feet stepped on the back corridor, the first thing he saw was the vines adorning each pillar. The atmosphere is very shady and beautiful. Fragrant flowers faintly ventured into his nose.

Sure enough, it's more calming here. Maria stepped more and more to the middle, until she reached the end of the winding corridor and found a path in the form of rocks arranged in such a way.

With a curious face Maria walked to where the rocks were headed. A unique tunnel that was again made from plants he encountered.

Maria did not stop amazed. However, Mary was not at all aware that her interest was taking her deeper. Flowers bloom on the right and left sides. Sometimes Mary touched and smelled her fragrance.

The steps are getting further into every bend that exists. He did not think at all that his curiosity would lead him to trouble.

Clearly, Mary was confused as she regained consciousness and intended to return. He went down the road he felt he had passed earlier. However, what he found was precisely some dizzying branched hallways.

"Geez, what place have I entered?" murmured Maria worried. Fret began to surround his heart.

He did not want to give up just like that, one by one he tried to pass, but not the exit he found, but Mary realized she was getting lost more deeply.

At that moment he realized he had entered a real labyrinth.

"W-How is this? How do I get out?"

Maria tried to open her phone. However, he forgot here there is no network. The satellite somehow can not reach its existence. It makes it difficult to get an internet signal.

Amidst the panic, Mary was increasingly made to tremble by the sound of the growling of something. His body was trying to guess the origin of the sound. Over time, a loud growl was heard approaching.

And a cat-like foot appears but is larger in size. The fur is white with a gray black stripe. At the same time the sound of a roar accompanied by a growl made Mary seem to die on the spot.

Cellphone fell. Unfortunately, it seems to provoke the attention of the animal.

Mary backed away with trembling legs. His breath was terrified. As the tiger's head appeared, he tried hard to get away from the place without a sound.

But it is undeniable that the tiger's intuition is so high. Until it did not take long his savage eyes found Maria who pecked with a face as white as a corpse. Maria glares. The white tiger with a very large size and height almost equaled its height stood gallantly ready to pounce.

The tiger roared, making Maria reflexively scream and run in an indeterminate direction. All the energy he put in to stay away. He didn't even realize his face was already soaked by tears.

He did not expect his intention to seek tranquility and even brought him to meet a predator.

"HEEELLPPP ...!!!"

"HELP! SOMEBODY HELP!!!"