His Purpose
AFTER HIS PURPOSE 2

Cobbs Hill, Rochester, New York.

"Aliandra Wiranata!!" The jolt came from the door.

Gibran Wiranata stood with a furious look. His steps swayed firmly toward Alisandra who was silent. One hand the man raised almost slapped the princess, who was then restrained by Harley's arrival.

"Sir, please calm down. Miss's test results are negative, which means she's not taking the drugs." Harley's voice sounded clear yet flat.

At first glance his eyes could glance at Alisandra who looked down. The girl must have been terrified to see the father's terrible anger.

"Of all his friends, only 2 people expressed negative, including Miss." Harley continued. "I've investigated all the children's backgrounds, as well as the origin of the drugs they're taking."

A loud sigh rang out from Gibran's mouth. The man pulled his hair back while shaking his waist. He was clucking rudely a sign of annoyance. His face was red with anger and worry.

Gibran looked back at his daughter who was looking down. His roar slowly dimmed as he realized his clasping was already outrageous.

"Daddy doesn't want to hear you're friends with them anymore. Remember, if you break, Daddy will cut off one finger of Harley as punishment!"

Alisandra looked up. "Daddy!" loudly shouting. "Haly has absolutely nothing to do with this! It's purely my fault" he continued squeaking.

"He was wrong for neglecting to watch over you. You love him so much, don't you? So take care of your attitude from now on" Gibran said. His eyes then turned to Harley who stood undaunted. The man's rapture remained calm despite Gibran's recent threat to Alisandra using his safety.

"If I hear any more news like this, I'll chop off your head without hesitation, Harley Ijackson." Gibran hissed sharply, before then turning his body away from the hall which was suddenly gripping due to his arrival.

Harley turned to Alisandra who stared at her father's departure with a sharp look. The girl's breath was puffed up.

"Now you understand the reason I've always been a stalker, right? If something happens to you, not only are you threatened, but my life is also at stake" Harley said. He then left, too, leaving Alisandra who was now stomping her legs annoyed.

"Daddy sucks!"

A whistling voice sounded from behind Alisandra. Allison, the younger sister still in her school uniform, stood leaning beside a closet, watching with her arms folded.

His mouth was chewing gum. He gave a smile, then raised an eyebrow as Alisandra turned to him. "Why?"

Alisandra hissing. His eyes narrowed with a sharp frown. "Basar boy with a cramp. You're the one who brought me to Daddy, aren't you?!" screams echoed.

Allison pretended not to understand. He answered the accusation. "Harley found you. Why are you even pushing me?"

"He won't come if you don't complain, goddamn it! No one knows about the party but you!"

Allison's laughter suddenly blew out. The young man looked up rubbing the corner of his watery eyes. "Oh, my brother is so innocent. You still don't understand how they work as Gibran Wiranata's men?" Allison raised one of her eyebrows in mockery. "They'll still know without me telling you, Sister."

Allison straightened up, she walked over to Alisandra who was faithful looking at her annoyed. "Again, if I complain, isn't that a good thing? Hey, look, I'm a brother who cares about you. Supposedly, now you prepare yourself for the university entrance exam, not even the liquor party and drugs," he said casually, as he continued to chew gum.

"They're just doing my seventeenth birthday celebration! And for a liquor party, that ... it was completely out of plan. I didn't know they'd bring those things!" alisandra was a little nervous.

Allison, the grown-up boy chuckled. This is what makes Alisandra often upset with her sister, because she always seemed to offend and mock her.

"Based on the complainant boy," hissed Alisandra, who was apparently heard by Allison.

"Hey, I told you it wasn't me who brought you up!"

Alisandra snorted in disbelief. He stared at his younger brother who was shorter than him. "I can't believe it. You're trying to take Daddy's heart to buy him a car. You think by stabbing me in the back like this, Daddy will grant your wish? Ha! Just dream, you little boy! The boy is still a boy! You're not old enough to have a SIM!"

"Yeah! Fuckin'— Ouh .. gosh, I'm not gonna curse because I promised Mommy." Allison fizzed at the end of her sentence. He chewed his gum with a loud bang to channel the annoyance when staring at Alisandra.

Alisandra looked at him full of ridicule. "Thank God that Mommy loves you so much. Otherwise, you wouldn't have escaped Daddy's rampage if he knew you still liked sneaking into nightclubs."

Alisandra brushed her long hair, as if showing off that it had just been colored. He focused one elbow on Allison's shoulders to get back to talking. "Stop meddling in my business, or I'll ask Daddy to throw away all your favorite instruments. Daddy doesn't like you music, because he thinks it'll make your future unclear."

"Understand me, lil brother? So be nice to your brother. Let's work together and keep each other a secret. Hem's? Agreed?"

Allison gave a bad beat. While Alisandra smiled triumphantly. He patted the top of Allison's head, as if mocking the height of the sister who was still far away from him.

Alisandra breezed away leaving Allison. His steps darted like a model walking on a catwalk.

Allison snorted watching that. "Hey! When I grow up, I swear I'll beat the height you're proud of!"

Alisandra ignored Allison's screams. He just raised his hand while showing the middle finger without even turning his head, until his shadow disappeared from view.

While in the corridor, Alisandra who was walking accidentally passed Harley. The man stopped to stare at Alisandra.

"Miss, where are you going?"

Alisandra tilted her head, turning back lazily. "It's none of your business, Uncle. You don't have to keep following me, 'cause I'm not going anywhere. It's all because of you, Daddy just froze all my money" he said flatly.

Harley looked at the girl quietly. He let out a faint breath as he was about to touch Alisandra's arm. However, he immediately grimaced when Alisandra turned her hand and punched her stomach hard enough.

"Argh! Sshh ..." Harley touched her stomach in pain.

"I told you to stop bothering me. Or I'll use all the moves you taught me to attack yourself, Uncle."

After saying that Alisandra continued her delayed steps. Harley silently chuckled faintly as she shook her head rubbing her stomach. "He's learning very well" she said.

His eyes continued to pay attention to the back of the girl in the elite high school uniform, before then sighing with a look of laughter.

"Time goes by so fast that it doesn't feel like you're grown, Alisandra."

No more adorable short and fat boys. Alisandra grew into a beautiful girl with a beautiful adult stature. It inevitably reminded Harley of the former mistress.

Sandra Willis, her memories will always cause tightness when remembered.

Harley shook. He looked down at the watch in hand, then pulled out the phone when he remembered Gibran Wiranata would soon leave for Indonesia.

Because of the news Alisandra involved drug parties, the oriental-faced man immediately flew to America using his private plane.

"I'll drag them home until they dare." Gibran's words were always a threat to his sons and daughters.

Alisandra and Allison, both of them are ambitious to go to school in the Land of Uncle Sam, and as much as possible they try not to make her father angry or upset.

The two brothers are always in opposition, but inevitably their brains are also sometimes in line.

Harley looked down reluctantly at Gibran's arrival who approached him. With Nick always accompanying her, the man looked closely at Harley.

"I trust them to you. Don't let me down, Harley Ijackson."

Harley nodded for sure. "Of course, Sir. I won't disappoint you."

Gibran glanced at Nick behind him. "Is the plane ready?"

Spontaneous Nick nodded. "Here you go, sir."

"We're leaving now" Gibran said. He turned his attention back to Harley. "Observe Sandra and Allison. Don't let them get too caught up in the company. I still tolerate delinquency if it's about booze and wild racing, but not with drugs."

Once again Harley nodded. He will keep his promise to look after the daughter's son Wiranata, even if it concerns life.

"You can trust me, sir."

Just a few steps back Gibran walked, he had stopped again when he heard a loud shout from the top floor of the mansion.

"DADDY!!! WHAT'S MY FAVORITE GUITAR?!"

It was Allison's voice. Gibran snorted, surely at this time his son was lamenting his favorite guitar which a moment ago Nick was damaged on his orders.

The damn thing that made him forget the time to study. Gibran was really upset because Allison too often skipped school let alone tutoring. Don't ask what it's worth. Gibran even calculated how much money he would have to spend if the boy did not pass the test.

Nick, who was standing next to Gibran, grimaced. He had a glance at Harley who was just staring flat as if completely unperturbed.

"Tuan—"

"Let's go."

Gibran continued his steps again, ignoring the sound of the footsteps running from a distance. Allison chases after the daddy who has now entered the car in the lobby.

"Daddy!!! Aarrg!!!"

Allison ruffled her hair roughly, no matter Harley who was watching her flatly, even Alisandra who was currently snorting from the upstairs window of her room.

"See? Without me telling Daddy to act first."