His Purpose
65. Maria's Concerns

"Koko, I bought a lot of stuff for the waiter. Does Koko mind?"

"Whatever," replied Gibran half-murmuring. His eyes were closed with his breathing beginning to get regular.

Mary gave a smile, her index finger dancing in an abstract motion across Gibran's chest.

After their romance in the bathroom, Gibran holds her to move into bed, continuing her hot sessions in a more comfortable place.

"Koko," call Maria again.

He knew Gibran must be tired after work, but Maria did not want to miss this pillow talk that they rarely meet.

"At that time Koko sold the car I bought. But the next few days Koko bought it again. Why?"

A question that had swirled in Maria's brain for a long time.

Gibran sighed, his eyes flashing, a sign that he was sleepy. "I just want you to buy it with my money."

Gibran closed his eyes again. "Sleep" he told Maria.

Maria couldn't help but smile. He docked to hide his face in Gibran's chest, without realizing it provoked turmoil that had previously subsided.

"But what is that car for? Koko won't let me out."

Gibran did not say. Is he asleep?

Maria didn't want to give up, she still wanted to talk to Gibran and hear the man's hoarse voice.

"About Jesi ... Is Koko really related to him?" Maria's roar seemed to frown as she asked that. His voice sounds angry.

Gibran growling. He pulled Maria's head up and kissed her ferociously. Mary welcomed it with pleasure. Actually he was also tired, but somehow pheromones Gibran as if making it opium.

Gibran distanced his face, his eyes returning misty with a perfectly stiffened body. Mary could feel it underneath.

"Stop feeling jealous. I've never kissed any woman like I kissed you."

Gibran gave no chance for Mary to answer. The man attacked and made Maria endlessly shout her name. In the end, the two lovebirds started their love sessions again.

***

In the morning, Maria was shocked by the news about Jordian. Reportedly the national racer suffered an assault incident in his hotel unit. Jordian is currently receiving intensive care at a hospital.

There is no known motive for the alleged attack that occurred that night. Police are still investigating the case and looking for the perpetrators of the violence.

Maria gulps. The last time they met was yesterday afternoon. Jesus, will he be questioned by the police? Inevitably that thought made Maria nervous.

Deheman's voice in front of him managed to attract Maria's attention. Gibran looked at him while chewing his food. They are currently at the hotel restaurant for breakfast.

One eyebrow raised inquiring, making Maria instantly stammer and quickly keep her phone on the table.

"What's wrong? Why do you look worried?" gibran asked as he cut the omelet on the plate, then bribed it with a fork.

"I-It .. doesn't exist."

Maria was not worried about Jordian, she was more worried about herself when the police smelled traces of their encounter. Oh my God, how is this ...

"Co-Coko." Mary kept her knife and fork before looking back at Gibran.

The man looked up, pausing his eating activity. "What?"

"How long have we been here?"

Gibran was silent, "A week. What's up?"

Maria knew, she was happy to linger in this place at first. But, now it felt like Maria wanted to hurry home.

Maria grimaced shaking her head, "It's okay. Hehe," he said crisply while continuing to eat.

Without Mary realizing it, Gibran looked at her with a difficult look. The corner of his lips twitched slightly before then continuing with breakfast.

***

"Do you want to see the project?"

Gibran's appearance was a little casual than usual. The man wears jeans and a white shirt that makes him look cool. Maria scowled, there must be a lot of women who glanced at her later. Moreover, the figure of Gibran looks striking and shining in this area.

"Can I come?"

Gibran who was looking down tidying his pants immediately looked up. Either the man was wondering or was thinking something else.

"I'm coming, yeah. We're bored here" he continued, looking for excuses. He did not want to be alone for fear of police. Maria was planning to buy Gibran all day.

"There's Laura. You can go for a walk like yesterday" Gibran said as he checked the phone on the table, then returned to tidying up and wearing shoes.

Mary frowned, her legs slightly stomping at Gibran's indifference. It's not unusual for Gibran to give such easy permission for Maria to take a walk.

"But I want to be with Koko, not Laura. Can't we go on a romantic walk like any other couple?"

This one Maria is not making it up. He did expect quality time alone with Gibran, not just in bed.

Gibran was silent for a moment. Then he said, "Yes, change your clothes."

Maria's eyes bully in delight, "Seriously?"

"Hem."

"Yes!"

Without wasting time Maria opened the closet and looked for suitable clothes. Suddenly Gibran said, "Have pants."

Mary looked, "Why?"

"It's more polite" Gibran said.

Maria screeched, "So all this time I've been disrespectful to Koko? Hey ... Almost all my dresses are below knee length!" the shouts don't take it.

Gibran ignored. "Well or did I leave?"

"Gee!"

Maria gave up and switched to looking for the lucky pants she had brought. The jeans are similar to Gibran. Because she wanted to be in harmony with her husband, Maria chose a white blouse to complement her appearance.

Finished changing clothes in the bathroom, Maria came out and intended to take heels for footwear. However, Gibran suddenly thrust a pair of ankle boots on Maria.

"Wear this."

Maria blinked, the feeling she had brought no other shoes but high heels and tepek sandals that she often wore to the hotel restaurant. Why are there ankle boots here?

"This is new, huh?" Mary received the shoe from Gibran's hand.

"Well ... Where to buy? Couple of us." Maria glanced at Gibran's black shoes. Similarly, the difference has Maria has rights that make her still seem feminine. But at least his heels aren't as creepy as other Maria heels.

"Either. Nick got it."

"Oohh ... I think Koko bought it."

"Yeah!" Mary stood up to pick up her bag and cell phone, and took Gibran out.

The two walked to the lobby. Nick and the other bodyguards were waiting below, including Jill and Dean, and Laura who immediately waved when she saw Maria coming out of the elevator with Gibran.

The girl exclaimed shamelessly, but then she silenced when she got a delicacy from Nick. Laura grimaced scratching her hair, she looked down to greet Gibran and Maria who looked like a celebrity couple this morning. At least according to Laura.

"Good morning, sir. Good morning, Madam ..."

"Morning," Mary replied with a smile. Sunglasses perched in his eyes.

"Madam, you're so compatible" praised Laura.

"Yes, dong ..."

"But, Mistress. The driver who was admitted to the hospital yesterday. The madam doesn't want to see him?"

Laura's plain question instantly sparked tension. All eyes were on him. While Maria threw a sharp gaze with a grim look. Suddenly Maria felt she needed to drown Laura in the Augusta Strait, the strait that separates the bird heads of Papua and the Raja Ampat archipelago.