His Purpose
46. Concessions

"Moe ..."

"I-This ... Wait a minute, you guys .. who?" mary asked the two women who stood before her.

The perfect attitude accompanied by a stiff face made Maria desperately hold the ringing. Are they really women? Pretty, anyway. But how is his chest flat? Worse than Laura who previously thought Maria had no breasts.

Maria glanced at Laura who was standing beside her. Must be the girl's a pleasure because there's something flatter than her. He snorted, Laura's countenance was read once trying to be hidden.

The two women in suits lowered their glances. One of them opened his voice answering Maria's question. "Good morning, Madam. We are here to escort you. My name is Jill, and this is my friend Dean."

Instantly Mary choked on her own spit. Laura swiftly rubbed the mistress's back and asked the maid to fetch some water. The woman gulped down the drinking water to the last drop in her glass.

Maria patted her chest softly before returning to focusing on Jill and Dean. It cleared its throat, "Ehm, bodyguard?"

"Yes, Madam." Jill answered as she could, complete with a flat expressionless look that had been shadowing the faces of the two women ever since.

Inevitably it reminds Mary of Gibran who often answers questions with short sentences. Jeez, is he going back to dealing with Gibran seeds but the female version?

Maria scratched her neck in confusion. Then his eyes caught the figure of Nick who had just entered from the main door of the mansion. It seems the man is ready to work for Gibran.

Maria called out to Nick, making Gibran's assistant quickly approach and bow to him. "I, Madam. Do you need anything?"

Maria frowned at the man's nervous response. Maria had no idea in Nick's heart desperately held back from confronting him. Ever since he witnessed firsthand how Maria's brutality caused her master to be hurt, Nick immediately became vigilant whenever he met her.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid of me? Why is your face so?"

Nick blinked with his head lowered, receiving every glance from the four women who were there. He smiled back at Maria's gaze. His head shook slowly, "No, Madam. That, I'm just embarrassed to have to deal with a woman as beautiful as you in the morning like this. Hehe ..."

"Yes, what do you need to call me?" His eyes slightly glanced at the two women not far from Maria.

Maria followed Nick's line of sight, regardless of the man's reckless chatter. "Who are they?" ask without further ado.

Nick seemed silent for a moment, "They are the best female fighters in the country, Madam."

"I didn't ask about that. I don't care who they are. What do I ask about their role in this house? Why did they say they wanted to control me? Am I a prisoner?"

Nick stammered. How'this? Well, he's so confused. Nick scratched his head. "That's ... Sir, you asked me to recruit them, madam."

If you want to protest, protest at him, Nick continued inwardly.

"After. Why does he keep pissing me off?" maria grumbled while shaking her waist.

Maria decided to come to Gibran to ask this question directly. He took the elevator to reach the third floor, where Gibran's room was located.

Without knocking first, Maria opened the door to Gibran's room just like that and barged in. But his feet stopped when he saw Gibran wearing a shirt, behind him.

Gosh darn. Mary quickly closed the door and waited outside. While inside, Gibran turned his head to hear the door of his room being closed violently.

The man came out soon. Her clothes were neat and perfect. His body leaned against the edge of the door, his hands closed, looking straight at Maria's back who seemed to be grumbling.

He gave a small pee, making the woman instantly turn his head and put on a nervous look that he was trying to hide. Mary seemed so hard to get rid of the elegance, that Gibran himself was mediocre.

"What's wrong?" ask the man, flat.

"I should have asked. What's wrong with Koko? Why suddenly hire a bodyguard for me? Koko wants to keep an eye on me, right?" cerocos Mary.

Gibran looked at his wife calmly. For a long time they just looked at each other, until Maria could not stand it and stomped her feet to the floor.

"I think Koko will change after that night. Apparently not. Koko's getting a little annoying" Maria said.

He intended to turn around and leave Gibran, because he thought it was useless to ask the man. Until the bowels of the earth let out its lava, Gibran's mouth will remain silent without clarity.

The man likes to act.

Not even five steps away, Gibran suddenly made a sound. "Don't you want to get out?"

Mary turned around slowly, "What?"

Gibran was still looking at him with a meaningless look. "I'll let you. On condition of taking them wherever you go."

Mary silently tried to digest Gibran's words. A few seconds later he stuttered, "I-I mean Koko .. out Mansion?" ask carefully.

Gibran nodded briefly.

The atmosphere turned silent as Maria thought.

"Rightly out the mansion? I mean ... get out of this area? Gate ..." Mary raised both her hands to form an enormous door signal. His eyes let out a hint of twinkle and hope.

"Hem," Gibran murmured in response.

Maria took a moment. He looked at Gibran blinked, before then his mouth agape. And without being prevented Mary's body jumped with a cheerful cheer that just came out of her mouth.

Raut likes to overshadow the face of Mary who is polished natural makeup.

Without warning the woman came forward to Gibran, peeked at his cheek briefly and ran away from there, leaving Gibran glued to his place, hearing Maria's happy shriek growing farther away as the woman entered the elevator.

"MORAL ... GOD BLESS KITAA ... YEAYY ..." Maria screamed loudly as she got out of the elevator.

Attracting everyone's attention, including Nick who was apparently still on the ground floor.

The woman ran towards the dumbstruck Laura, hugged her thin body and then took her jumping. Without a care the waiter seemed overwhelmed to balance his spirit.

"Nyo-Mrs, stop. What do you mean? Since when do you worship a God?"

Maria stopped her action and gave Laura a flat look. "Couldn't you just ruin my mood for a second? I'm happy because Koko finally let me see the outside world!"

"WHAT?"

"You're surprised, aren't you? Me either. But I'm happy."

Not only was Laura surprised, but Nick was staring at Maria in disbelief. The man's body was sculpting, trying to figure out what Gibran really wanted to do.

While still where he stood, Gibran fell silent with a complicated expression. His hand clasped tightly onto the phone that had just popped out a new message from an unknown number.

Unknown: I will definitely find you.