His Purpose
21. Crazy Rich's

"Good morning, sir."

Uhuk, uhuk!

"God! Madam is okay?"

Maria, who was sipping tea in the back garden, immediately coughed as Laura looked down to greet someone. Mary knew very well it was Gibran.

Since realizing that kisses and hugs were not dreams, Maria became often confused if she met the man. He wanted to bury his face deeply.

"Mrs, are you okay?" The worried Laura did not stop rubbing Maria's back. Give the woman a drink until her cough subsides.

"I-I'm good." Maria silently grimaced while looking down embarrassed. Especially when he heard the squeak of a chair being pulled in front of him.

Sure enough, Gibran was sitting there. Her heart rate immediately tightened nervously. The shadow of Gibran's faint kiss ran back to his head until it felt like Maria was almost crazy.

"When did you stop being so careless?"

Laura swiftly poured tea for Gibran. The man immediately sipped it without a sound. Then his eyes looked straight at Maria, but his mouth told the waiter to prepare breakfast.

"I'm sorry .." said Maria, slowly.

"I didn't mean it that way. I'm sorry if Koko gets upset and annoyed." Maria is a little bit of a headache.

Gibran did not answer. Silence enveloped the two until Laura and several other servants returned to bring food trolleys. They put the plates on the table. Although the menu is quite a lot, but each portion is very little.

Afterwards the servants took a few steps back, a little further away and distance themselves from Gibran and Mary.

Compared to that, Mary tried desperately to hold her hand so as not to shake. Gibran's existence still makes him chaotic. Although the man had never been violent, at least against him, Maria still felt fear in an unclear way.

Gibran who was about to bribe food immediately stopped looking at Maria. "What do you want to do with it?" tanyanya flat.

Maria flinched, "Yes? Why?" He doesn't understand.

However, just after he lowered his head, he realized his stupidity. Soon Mary confirmed the location of the fork and knife that had previously been mistaken.

For some reason, but in addition to intimidating, Gibran often makes him an idiot suddenly.

Maria chuckles a little trying to shake off her nervousness. No one knows under there his toes can't stand still. Maria sighed, suggesting to herself to remain calm. Gibran's her husband, not anyone else. He kept that sentence in his heart.

They ate in silence, though Mary could not help glancing at the man. To be honest, Gibran is very handsome and charismatic. His aura was also so dense. And it seemed like the man had a high level of prestige.

Maria was sure a thousand percent, any woman would fall into her lap willingly. Including himself. Uhuk, uhuk ...

Maria choked again. What was he thinking anyway? Why would he have such a conclusion? That's not possible. Mary obviously still loves Gabriel.

"Is your throat like a baby?" Gibran asked like that because Mary always chokes while eating. Not only this time, the woman often chews food incorrectly.

"Ma-Sorry .." ringis Maria softly.

They continued eating until they finished. Gibran wiped the corners of his lips with a tissue. Then after that he got up, buttoned his suit before exiting the seat area.

For a moment the man stood beside Maria who was still sitting in her place. The woman looked up, looking back at Gibran even though his heart was beating abnormally.

"Just then there will be some people from Boutique here. Order some warm clothes. The dress-dress is too thin for you to be sensitive to cold air."

Maria blinked, then looked at Gibran's back who was away entering the house. He was stunned for a moment, thinking back to what had crossed his brain.

Maria is confused, what is the real character of the man like?

"Is Koko also like this to the women out there?" mary's whispers were not heard.

***

Exactly what Gibran said this morning. Unfortunately, several people from the Boutique arrived at the Mansion. Maria was made speechless with rows of clothes coming out of the container box.

The Boutique officials went back and forth through it, bringing dozens of stand hangers into the lobby.

Unlike Maria, Laura actually looks sparkling with eyes staring interested in the clothes. Not only Laura, but also some other servants who saw.

Maria grimaced scratching her head. "Why does it have to be this much?"

He stared in horror at the front room of the Gibran Mansion which now looks like a clothing store. Did they bring all the sales here?

"Laura, don't you think this is too much?"

"Not to the size of a man as rich as Mister." Laura replied with a cry. From his eyes that seemed unfocused, the girl must be fantasizing or dreaming.

Maria blinked. There was no point in asking Laura.

"Madam, I didn't expect you to be this romantic."

Mary looked quickly, "Why? A romance? Whaties? Did I not hear wrong?"

Laura clucking. "Mrs, please understand. Although Master did not express it in words, but secretly He was very attentive. Look, he's a very responsible man." Still with a smile that had not faded, Laura walked half on tiptoes closer to the Boutique officials, standing like a fool in the midst of their busy lives.

Maria frowned at Laura's behavior which she thought was a little embarrassing. The girl's innocence sometimes gives her a headache.

"Mrs, sorry to have kept you waiting. I'm Rosalina, manager of O'Line Fashion. You can call me Rosa. These are all the best clothes in our Boutique. We'd be very happy if you'd like to see."

A woman claiming to be the manager named Rosa approached. Bend and greet respect like a salesman in general.

Maria smiled. He himself is confused as to how. As a woman, she is very interested in these clothes. But the awkwardness enveloped because he thought this was very excessive.

Why didn't Gibran ask him to come to the store? Why should the button be brought here? Maria wanted a way out. He was bored at home.

Sighing, Mary began to look at the clothes hanging. Different from the clothes in the closet that are mostly made of ceruti, the dresses she holds now look casual with a fairly thick and warm fabric.

Why does Gibran seem to know his fashion sense? Maria doesn't like to wear pants. She is more comfortable wearing a dress or skirt that makes her look feminine.

"Mrs, did anything interest you?"

"Eemm .. briefly. Everything is too good. I was confused to choose" ringis Maria to Rosa who faithfully followed her. The woman pointed and explained every detail of the clothes.

"Then you take everything."

Maria gave a crisp laugh, thinking that the boutique manager was just joking. Not until then did the woman continue.

"That's what you said."

Mary's voice changed. What exactly did Gibran do? Does that man want to show how rich he is?