His Purpose
43. Conversations

"Stupid, stupid, stupid ... Aarrghh ...!!!"

Maria nibbled her pillow on the bed. His breathing is boring because it has not stopped cursing. He hit the air and his knees in turn. Sometimes his head sank and screamed there.

He's really embarrassed. Why can his mouth after that seem without brakes?

It had been two days since she had vented her anger on Gibran, as long as Mary wanted to bury herself in the mud. Maybe this is the reason why humans should be able to resist lust and emotions. The proof, Maria even wants to run away at this time.

Mending if there is money. Even if he doesn't know where to go. Maria is a stranger without an identity.

"God ... Papa, I want to go home ..."

Geck, tok, tok.

"Mrs, let's have breakfast."

Laura's voice erupted from outside. Mary lifted her head from her knees. The hair that he had been trailing since now tangled like a storm.

Maria took a breath. Although lazy but his stomach can not lie that he needs food intake. Maria came down and hurried to clean up. In an instant he had already returned with his usual graceful and elegant appearance.

Mary opened the door. Laura's smiling face became her first sight this morning.

Maria's forehead wrinkled, "Why not go in?"

Usually Laura would go straight in even before Maria woke up. But this time no, the girl was waiting for him at the door.

"Hehe, I'm afraid of interrupting because lately the Madam has been talking to herself a lot."

"About you" decak Maria.

They entered the elevator to get down to the ground floor. Continue walking towards the dining room where Martha and a few other servants were already there.

"Good morning, Madam ..."

However, the existence of someone sitting at the end of the table made Maria instantly feel reluctant.

"Laura, I want breakfast in the garden" said Maria as she turned out of the room.

Laura stuttered on the spot. Though he deliberately wanted to bring Mary and Gibran together at one dining table, because lately the two people are like mortal enemies who are reluctant to meet. Mary avoided wherever Gibran was.

"Good-Good, Madam!" exclaim Laura. He immediately prepared what Mary needed.

For a moment his eyes glanced at Gibran who was eating. The man seemed to casually cut the pancakes on his plate then feed them into his mouth and chew them slowly.

When Laura finished and was about to leave, the man prevented her from stopping on the spot. Laura turned to face Gibran who was already standing from her chair. The man approached, then placed something on the tray that Laura was holding.

"Put it on his feet twice a day."

That's all Gibran said. Afterwards the man came out with Nick who always accompanied him wherever. Both of them passed and were ready to go to the office. While Laura, he was like a dazed fool if Martha did not immediately remind him to go to the park.

"Basic couple freak," dumel Laura while on a trip.

***

In the evening, Mary spends time reading books. He flipped sheet after sheet of novels in his hand while occasionally grabbing snacks at the table. But unfortunately when he was thirsty and about to drink, the glass there was empty.

Maria sighed and clucked. Angrily he closed the novel after giving a fold mark on his paper.

He got up from the chair, walked lazily out of the room, entered the elevator and went down to the kitchen. Because she was lazy to go back and forth, Maria all filled the tumbler to be taken to the room.

Just when he turned around, his body jolted until it took a few steps back. Gibran stood right behind him and stared straight at him. I don't know when that guy was there.

Maria immediately neutralized her expression and glared past Gibran. However, the man's voice made him stop at exactly one step before reaching the door.

"What am I supposed to do?" ask Gibran in a low voice.

Maria blinked, her forehead wrinkled faintly as she turned around.

Silent. The two of them looked at each other in silence. Maria, who still did not understand what Gibran meant, was also the man who seemed to be no expert in explaining.

"Say."

Mary was a little confused. "W-What?"

"Your favorite activity."

Mary blinked again, this time faster and answered. "W-you mean?"

Couldn't Gibran get out a longer sentence?

"What do you do when you're bored?"

Maria's reflex replied, "Shop."

Gibran nodded, "I'll bring the boots here. Especially?"

Maria sneered, "Of course it's different from shopping in a mall!" his jolt unconsciously. He immediately closed his mouth with both hands.

"Otherwise?" Gibran has not given up.

With a scowling face Mary again replied, "Watching."

Gibran nodded back, "Watching? There is a cinema room. You can use it anytime."

Again Mary sneered, "Who is at home watching alone?"

"I will accompany you" said Gibran unexpectedly.

"W-What?"

"Or you can take Laura. He's your friend, right?"

"Y-Yes ..." Maria still failed to focus on Gibran's earlier statements.

"Tell me whatever you want. You can tell anyone in this house, including me."

Gibran walked out. Just as their shoulders intersected, Mary opened her mouth to ask.

"What is Koko doing? Why is Koko asking such things?"

Maria looked. Because of their position side by side, he could immediately see Gibran's face from the side.

"I heard, before this Koko was about to get engaged," whispered Maria.

Now Gibran looked at Mary. They met and stared at each other inside.

"Why don't we just split up? After all ... has been more than 2 months, it seems that it is normal for couples to file for divorce. No need to worry about rumors. My friend even got divorced the day after he got married."

Maria was silent for a moment, "I also want to apologize for bestowing all the blame on you. I realize, from the beginning here I was wrong for pulling you in this weird marriage."

"Coko must be upset with me too. Because I'm Koko so I can't marry the woman Koko wants."

"I'm sorry. So, let's get a divorce."

Maria's eyes glazed over as she said that. I didn't think this day would come sooner. He already predicted that maybe the sentence above will be conveyed for the next few months. But, he could not stand it. His feelings are further muddled between hope and guilt for Gibran.

"thank you. Because Koko, my papa company isn't going bankrupt."

Maria gave an awkward smile. He looked down and wanted to return to the room immediately. I don't know why, but his heart seemed to be filled with something. Something urged her tears to come out.

"Have you seen me all this time?"

Gibran's question stopped Mary.