The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 110 Statement of Love

"King, why are you so hurt?" ask Ny. Marina surprised.

"So Lord King fended off the tree branch that was about to hit Almero, Ma," Cleantha replied as she carried Almero.

"Clea, let Mama take care of Almero. You better help the King treat his wounds."

"Yes, the King's wound must be treated immediately so as not to infection," continued Mr. Bayu.

Without waiting for Cleantha's approval, the two old men took Almero and Ivyna with them to the dining room. They left Cleantha alone with the King in the living room.

Fortunately, Mang Jaya quickly came to bring a medicine box.

"Madam, this is bandages and medicine."

"Thank you, sir."

"I'll stay a while, Mr. Madam. I want to call my wife to prepare dinner" said Mang Jaya.

The king sat leaning on the sofa without saying anything.

When silent like this, the wound feels sore and throbbing.

Cleantha seemed to understand the pain the King was experiencing. Quickly, he opened the medicine box and cleaned the King's wounds with alcohol.

"Sssshhhh," hissed the King as the gaping wound was touched.

"Sorry, sir, does it hurt? I'll slow down."

The king did not answer, rather he was worried when the release spoke. He was just observing how Cleantha treated her injuries carefully.

Feeling noticed by Cleantha this seintens, made the King's feelings warm up.

He longed for the attention of this woman. But all he had gained over the years was disappointment and bitterness. Her love clapped one hand as Cleantha no longer cared for him. His ex-wife now loves only one man, Alvian. Even when Alvian had left, things remained unchanged.

The king believed that even now Cleantha was paying attention to him only as a form of thanks. This fact really made the King feel lonely.

"Why am I still expecting a woman who obviously doesn't love me? That's stupid,"

the Inner King was upset.

Cleantha frowned looking at the King's face that turned sour. This handsome guy looks so peaceful.

"What's wrong with the King? He looked happy, now his expression was like that of an angry person? Did I treat the wound wrongly?"

cleantha thought astonishment.

"Master, it's done" Cleantha said, returning the equipment to the medicine box.

"thank you. I'll go to the room" said the King passing away. The man passed Cleantha without looking back.

Cleantha was made astonished to see the King's sudden attitude turn cold. But he didn't pay much attention to it. Now Cleantha just wanted to catch up with Almero in the living room and embrace her son.

"Mrs Cleantha, remember me?" call Bi Imas who just entered the villa.

"Bi Imas's? Of course I still remember," said Cleantha holding Bi Imas' hand.

"How, Madam? Madam has given birth to a son for Lord King?" tanya Bi Imas curious.

Before Cleantha answered, Bi Imas had already seen Almero at the dining table. Mang Jaya's wife approached Almero and looked at him with admiration.

"Well, here comes the little Young Master. Pisan case. Lord King must be proud, "praise Bi Imas.

Cleantha wanted to make it clear that Almero was not the King's son. But if he did that, Bi Imas would definitely ask long and wide. And it might take an entire night to tell Bi Imas the whole complicated story.

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The dinner atmosphere was warm. Mr. Bayu strengthened the familiarity in the family by telling some of the experiences of his youth. Cleantha laughs at the silliness that Mr. Bayu did in his youth. Zevira's father does have a humorous and playful personality. Distinct from the character of his late daughter who is full of cunning.

"Pa, Ma, I want to rest first" said the King standing up from his chair.

"Ivy, you want to come with Daddy?" ask the King to Ivyna.

"I still want to play with Almero, Daddy."

"King, it's only eight o'clock at night and you're going to sleep?" ask Mr. Bayu.

"I don't have an appetite, Ma. Maybe because of the pain in my wound. I just need to sleep now" replied the King.

"Then go to sleep" said Mrs. The marina.

After dinner, Cleantha invites Almero and Ivyna into the room. They've agreed to sleep three nights.

When she opened the door, Cleantha nodded. The room he occupied was the room where he used to sleep with the King. The furniture is still the same, as well as the layout of the room.

"Mommy, what's wrong with you? I'm sleepy," asked Almero shaking Cleantha's dreamy arm.

"Sorry, Honey. Le'ts sleep together," said Cleantha stroking Almero's back.

Cleantha recites the story of a thousand and one nights to Almero and Ivyna, until the two boys fall asleep.

After making sure they were completely slumbering, Cleantha got off the bed. He was not sleepy at all. Time also just showed at nine o'clock past thirty.

Rather than get bored, Cleantha chose to get out of the room for a short walk.

"Mrs, you haven't slept? We have permission to go home" said Bi Imas and Mang Jaya.

"Yes, Sir, Bi. Be careful on the road."

"Auntie made toast. Can for a snack Madam and Mister. The Lord King was still sitting on the front porch," Bi Imas told Cleantha.

"Thank you Bi."

Cleantha rushed towards the kitchen while thinking. As he remembered, the King left the dining table first in the excuse of wanting to rest. But now he was sitting alone on the terrace of the villa.

Or maybe the man could not sleep because of the pain in his wound and feel hungry. The king ate only a little at dinner.

"I will bring you this bread and make you warm tea for the Lord King,"

muttered Cleantha taking the initiative.

Finished with her activities, Cleantha brought a small tray of bread and two glasses of warm tea.

Slowly he opened the door and walked towards the terrace.

Cleantha found the King staring into the dark forest. Never had he seen the King daydream alone like that. It was as if his mind was wandering somewhere.

"Master," said Cleantha.

The king turned his head and was surprised to see the presence of Cleantha beside him.

"Why are you here?" ask the King coldly.

"Kata Bi Imas Tuan sat alone on the terrace. I also happen to not be able to sleep. I brought you bread and tea. You ate very little" Cleantha said.

"I'm not hungry" the King replied briefly.

"But Sir is wounded. You need to eat so that...."

"Enough, Clea! Don't pretend to care about me. I don't need your bud back. Whether I eat or not, doesn't it matter to you?" cut the King in a tinge.

"Why are you angry? I sincerely pay attention to Master."

The king breathed deeply.

"Tree Clea. This concern of yours will only make my heart even more hurt. I'll hope for nothing and that leaves me even more," said the King sounding desperate.

"What do you mean, sir?"

The king looked at Cleantha sharply. Suddenly he lost control of the feelings he had long harbored.

The king grabbed Cleantha's hand and clasped her tightly.

"You should hear it tonight."

"As long as we're married, I've actually been in love with you. I always think about the best way to express my love. But all my dreams ran aground. Because of my own fault I lost you. And when I'm sorry, you've turned to Alvian. It makes me very devastated," said the King full of bitterness.

"I tried to forget you, but I couldn't. Because until now I.masih.love you," said the King stammered.

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