The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 112 Makes You Fall in Love Again (Part 2)

Cleantha understood what the King meant. But he was looking for a way to not have to come into contact with the man.

"Master, I'll get you some warm water and some medicine first. I'm sure after taking the medicine, you'll have less dizziness" Cleantha said.

The king also gave up. He let Cleantha go from his side for a while. But the King knew what the woman's weak point was. Cleantha was gentle-hearted and would not bear to see others suffer. Therefore he was forced to take advantage of his ailing condition to get Cleantha to get close to him.

If you think this is embarrassing enough. But what can I do. This was the best strategy he could do to melt Cleantha's heart.

"Master, here's the cure. Please drink," said Cleantha thrusting the glass into the King's hand.

The king opened his eyes and received a glass and a medicine grain from Cleantha's hand.

"Thank you" said the King swallowing the medicine Cleantha gave him.

With his fingers, the King massaged his middle forehead. Wishing Cleantha would be moved to help him.

Seeing the expression of the King who was holding back the dizziness plus his injured arm, made Cleantha unbearable. He took the initiative to alleviate the man's suffering. The King is credited with saving Almero.

"Sir, please slide a little. I'll massage Master's head."

Cleantha's words sounded like the song of an angel in the King's ear. He immediately shuffled to give a place for Cleantha to sit.

"I'm sorry, sir," said Cleantha putting aside her doubts.

Cleantha's fingers began to touch the King's hair and forehead.

After all these years of not being this close to the King, Cleantha became awkward. But he ignored it for the sake of humanity and brotherhood.

Slowly Cleantha's fingers began to give a light massage on the King's head.

"Is this enough, sir?" ask Cleantha.

"Press harder with your hand" said the King, closing his eyes.

Cleantha added to her pressure and strength. He is quite adept at massaging because he used to often do it when Alvian was exhausted after work. Alvian always praised his skills on this one.

The king experienced something similar. He seemed to enjoy every massage given by Cleantha.

The king smiled in his heart. He secretly wanted Cleantha to continue to pamper him this way every day.

"Sir, are you feeling better? If so, I will stop. I have to prepare lunch" asked Cleantha.

"Not yet, in a moment," the King replied lyingly. Though the dizziness has begun to decrease.

"Clea, can I lie down? I want to sleep a little bit" asked the King.

"Yes, please, sir."

The king changed his position that was originally sitting to lie on the bed. While Cleantha was still massaging her head. I really hope this will last longer. But the comfort he felt even made the King sleep soundly.

"Master the King is sleeping. Maybe his condition has improved. Now I'm gonna make him some soup,"

cleantha thought she was out of the room.

For about two hours, Cleantha was in the kitchen.

In spirit, Cleantha placed the bowl containing the chicken soup on the tray. The fragrant aroma of the soup was still warm.

"May the King like it."

Cleantha knocked on the door of the King's room several times but there was no answer. Finally he opened the door himself and found the King still closing his eyes.

After placing the tray on the nightstand, Cleantha was about to leave the room. Suddenly the King's voice called out to him.

"Clea, how long have I been sleeping?"

Cleantha turned her head and saw the King waking up from his sleep.

"Nearly two hours, sir. It's lunch time. I've prepared soup for you, sir,"

Carefully, Cleantha handed the bowl filled with soup to the King.

"Master, please eat."

"Couldn't you change your call to me? We are now brothers-in-law. I am no longer your master or your husband. Call me like Alvian used to call my name."

"Yes, I'll try."

The king received the soup and spooned it into his mouth. Because his right arm was still in pain, he accidentally spilled some soup on his shirt.

"Be careful, Sir. I mean Brother King," said Cleantha taking over the bowl from the King's hand. His tongue has not been trained to refer to the King as his brother.

Cleantha hurriedly took a tissue and reflexively cleaned the King's clothes.

Cleantha's actions made the King's feelings erratic. Truly he craves this woman to be his last and forever companion. But he must accept the fact that his love is clapping one hand. Again and again he is being played with by something called love.

Desperately, the King resisted his desire to bring Cleantha into his arms.

"Clea," said the King holding back Cleantha's hand which was busy wiping her clothes. He placed Cleantha's hand right on her chest, thus making the woman gasp.

"What did you do?" cleantha asked trying to pull her hand.

"I want you to feel my heartbeat. So you know that I love you so much. I'm not asking you to return my feelings right now. But consider giving me a second chance" said the King with a sad look.

Just this time, Cleantha saw the other side of the romantic and melancholic King self. Different from the personality of the King who is usually arrogant, cold, and stiff.

For a split second, they did not say a word. Only their eyes were clashing against each other in a connection that was hard to explain.

"Daddy!" Ivyna's voice came from outside.

Immediately, the King released Cleantha's hand.

"The children have come home" said Cleantha turning her face away.

Before long, Almero and Ivyna appeared in the doorway. Behind them follows Mr. Bayu and Mrs. The marina.

"Daddy's still sick?" Ivyna asked attentively.

"Daddy is well because Mommy Clea is taking care of Daddy" replied the King bluntly.

"You are satisfied with the streets? Do you like the lake, Ivy? ask the king to his daughter.

"Yes, Daddy. The view is great."

The king turned to look at Almero who was standing quietly next to Ivyna.

"Do you want to sit here with Uncle?"

"Yes, Uncle."

Almero got on the bed and lay down near the King. It seemed that the little boy was getting sticky with the uncle.

"Daddy, how about tonight that Almero and I sleep here with Daddy?" ask Ivyna.

"Could only. But Mommy Clea will sleep alone" replied the King.

"Mommy Clea can sleep with us. So we sleep four," said Ivyna innocently.

The child does not yet understand that two different adults cannot sleep together unless they are married.

The king glanced at Cleantha. Cleantha's cheeks flushed from hearing Ivyna's words. And it made her look even more beautiful in the eyes of the King.

"Uncle, can you read a story for me tonight? My Daddy always do that," Almero's pinta.

"of courses. I will do as your Daddy did" replied the King stroking the little boy's hair. The king loved Almero more and more because he considered him a substitute for his dead son.

Mr. Bayu, Mrs. Marina, and Cleantha who witnessed the sight were also moved. Cleantha knows that Almero has lost her father since Alvian's departure.

Mr. Bayu also invited Mrs. Marina went outside to speak.

"Marina, I think it's a good opportunity to talk to Cleantha. Use this moment to make Cleantha realize that Almero needs a father. Boys cannot grow up well without the presence of a father. And there is no other man more deserving of being a father to Almero than the King" said Mr Bayu earnestly.

Mrs. Marina nodded in agreement.

"Well, I'll try Bayu."

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