The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 13 Marriage Without Love

"Miss, we've arrived. Go inside, please" Dion opened the car door for Cleantha.

As usual, Cleantha just resigned like a puppet that could be arranged at will by the King and his men.

Upon seeing Cleantha's arrival, the maids were stirred up to greet her. Judging from the change in their attitude, it was clear that the servants knew that Cleantha was the woman chosen by their great master.

"Miss I hope you rest tonight. Tomorrow is the day of your wedding and Lord King's. At seven o'clock in the morning, you should be ready to groom yourself as a bride."

Yes and yes. Only that word was always spoken from Cleantha's thin lips. The word 'yes' may now be like a mantra that Cleantha must say over and over again.

With two maids, Cleantha headed to her new room on the second floor.

"Good break, miss," said the servants as they reached the doorstep.

"Thank you," Cleantha answered briefly.

After the servants left, Cleantha hurriedly closed the door of her room. He threw himself on the bed while covering his face with a pillow.

Cleantha felt so tired, both physical and soul.

Within a day, his world turned upside down.

She must be willing to be made a second wife by a man she does not know, just because of an unintentional mistake. Enjoying a marriage without love. Worse the song, she will become another female household destroyer. What a shameful and embarrassing reality.

Never, if the message of fate led him to become the third person in the marriage of King and Zevira. Although it was not his will, but his actions would surely incur a deep wound on the heart of a wife.

Cleantha tried to close her eyes. Roll to the left and to the right, changing the sleeping position several times. But he couldn't sleep at all. It was precisely the shadow of Zevira's face that flashed through his mind.

"Mrs Zevira, forgive me. Tomorrow I am forced to marry your husband to make amends. I promise not to come into contact with the Lord King in the slightest. And I'll be out of your life soon when that deal is over,"

inner Cleantha felt guilty.

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"Miss Cleantha, let's go downstairs. The Lord King and the ruler are waiting for you" said Ms. Siska, awakening Cleantha from the daydream.

Cleantha nodded. Before leaving the room, he saw his reflection in the mirror.

In an all-white kebaya dresser and a bridal makeup polish, her face looks perfect. Too bad all this beauty is a complete falsity. Soon he will be caught in a dangerous bond, where he is nothing more than a chess piece played by King Adhiyaksa.

Flanked by Ms. Siska and the wedding fairies, Cleantha went down the carved steps. Heading to the middle room which has now been transformed into a kabul ijab room.

The King's men deserve a thumbs up. In just a short period of time, they were able to prepare for his boss' wedding well.

In the room, Cleantha saw the King, the ruler, and Zevira Adhiyaksa waiting for her.

All eyes were on the presence of the bride.

Aided by Miss Siska, Cleantha approached the King to sit beside him.

After Cleantha was joined by the King, the kabul ijab began.

Holding back her chaotic feelings, Cleantha heard the King pronounce the Kabul Ijab in front of the ruler in a single breath.

The man gave a set of diamond jewelry as a dowry for Cleantha.

As soon as their marriage was legalized, Cleantha lowered her head and kissed the hand of the King who had officially become her husband.

Secretly, Cleantha stole a glance towards Zevira. He greatly admired the King's first wife. Zevira did not look sad or disappointed to see her husband marry another woman. His face looks ordinary. She easily gave consent to the marriage of her two husbands.

"What is Lady Zevira's heart made of? She let her husband marry me again. She's a really great woman. If I were in his position, I would definitely not stand being cheated on by my husband like this,"

inner Cleantha sympathized with Zevira.

After the kabul ijab, Zevira advanced his wheelchair towards the King. She reached out and congratulated her husband.

"Happy King for your second marriage. Hope you like your new wife."

Zevira turned to extend her hand to Cleantha.

"Congratulations Cleantha. From today we will live together on one roof."

"I.iya, Madam. Thank you," Cleantha replied awkwardly.

The king did not respond to the stale words of his first wife. He told Dion to take the ruler out of the villa and stand up from his chair.

"Mr Siska, bring Cleantha to change clothes. After that take him to my house in Jakarta."

"Okay, sir," replied Ms. Siska.

"Wait, King. Let Cleantha come home with me. It is my responsibility to take care of your second wife. Now I think of him as my own little brother," Zevira suddenly cut off.

"It's up to you" replied the King coldly.

Cleantha was just silent. In this case, he felt he had no right to determine anything.

Zevira smiled faintly at the departure of the King.

"Servant, take Miss Cleantha to the room to change her clothes" Zevira told the servants.

"Okay, Madam."

"Cleantha I'm waiting for you in the car. Don't forget to bring your things too" Zevira said kindly.

Aided by the servants, Cleantha took off her bridal kebaya and accessories.

Not long after, Miss Siska drove Cleantha to the front yard and showed her a white lexus.

"Miss, that's Miss Zevira's car. Hurry up because Mrs Zevira has been waiting since. Once again I congratulate you on your marriage."

"Thank you, Mom."

Cleantha rushed towards the car that Miss Siska was referring to.

Seeing Cleantha's arrival, Zevira's personal driver immediately opened the door respectfully.

"Let's go in, Cleantha. Don't hesitate," said Zevira greeting the honey.

"Yes, Madam."

"Don't call me Madam. From now on call me Brother Vira. We'll be like brothers, brothers and sisters."

"Good, Mistress. I mean...Sister Vira," said Cleantha nervously.

Bi Dewi, Zevira's loyal servant, watched Cleantha from behind the rearview with a dislike look.

"Hardi, leave now," Zevira orders her driver.

Zevira's private driver hurriedly drove his car onto the highway.

"Clea, we have to be more familiar with each other because we have the same husband" Zevira said.

"Frankly I wonder why the King won't ride with you. You guys just got married. As newlyweds should go home together. Do you know why the King behaved this way?" tanya Zevira fishing Cleantha.

"On that, I don't know."

"When the King used to marry me, he wouldn't even part from me for a second. But her treatment of you is very different."

Zevira took a long breath.

"Me and the King used to be very happy. The king loved and spoiled me. The king treated me as a queen. Especially after I gave birth to a beautiful princess for her. But all that changed when I had an accident."

Cleantha watched as Zevira's eyes changed radiating a look of sadness.

"A car accident left my leg paralyzed. Since then the King's attitude has changed completely. She considers me a disabled woman who cannot serve her as a wife. Therefore he expressed his desire to marry again."

Cleantha is shocked to hear Zevira's tragic story. She could imagine how devastated Zevira was when her husband intended to share his love with another woman.

"I initially rejected the King's wishes. But he threatened to divorce me if I didn't approve of his second marriage. Thinking of Ivyna's fate, I finally agreed. I was also forced to choose a future wife for her in a young women's competition. Can you imagine how sick I feel, Clea?" asked Zevira with teary eyes.

"Yes, brother, I understand. I apologize for entering this competition. And now I am the second wife of the Lord King" said Cleantha, full of regret.

"It's not your fault, Clea. My husband has chosen you to be his wife. That's the nature of men. When his wife is young, beautiful and healthy, they will love him. Conversely, if his wife turns ugly or deformed, they will just throw it away. Think of it like a useless item," said Zevira bitterly.

"Master King is truly a cruel and heartless man. He treated his wife badly just because she was paralyzed,"

cleantha muttered to the man who had just become her husband.

A brilliant idea suddenly appeared in Cleantha's mind. As a fellow woman, she was determined to help Zevira out of her suffering.

Gently, Cleantha touched Zevira's hand to provide support.

"Sir Vira, don't be sad. I'll help as I can."

Zevira's face turned happy.

"How can you help me?"

"I will make Lord King realize his mistake and return to Sister Vira."

"Are you sure, Clea?"

"Yes. I just need information on what things the Lord King hates most from a woman" Cleantha replied confidently.