The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 16 The Night of the Bride That Sucks (Part 3)

"I'm not used to digesting this much food. I can't take it anymore."

Cleantha felt her stomach churning uncomfortably.

He drank a glass of water and got out of his chair.

"Are you okay, Clea?" tanya Zevira looked at Cleantha's expression which was like an exhausted person.

"Sir, where's the toilet that's close to this dining room?"

"There's on the right end. Narti please take Miss Cleantha to the toilet" Zevira ordered one of the maids.

"Okay, Madam."

"I'm sorry, sister, I go first" said Cleantha hurriedly.

"Madamma, it seems that the girl has a stomachache because of her own actions," Bi Dewi half whispered to Zevira.

"Leave it, Bi. This is just the beginning of the game, the next will be more interesting. Take me to the room now. I want to sleep well tonight."

"Okay, Madam."

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Cleantha closed the toilet door and stroked her relieved stomach.

He was surprised to see the waiter who drove him to the toilet still waiting by the door.

"Mbak is still here?"

"Yes, Madam. You seemed to be in pain, so I'm waiting here to make sure you're okay."

"I'm just a regular stomachache, Ma'am. There's no need to wait," said Cleantha feeling embarrassed.

"I must not be remiss with my duty to look after you, for you are the wife of Master. If anything happens to you, Master will be angry."

"All these servants were so afraid of the Lord King that they were willing to follow me to the toilet,"

inner Cleantha astonishment.

"Mrs, do you want me to get you some medicine?" ask the waiter worried.

"No need, Ma'am. My stomach is normal now. I just want to eat something."

"Mrs..want to eat again? Isn't it time for the lady to rest?" the waiter asked confused.

"Who's your name?"

"Mrs, Madam."

"Mbak Narti, is there a snack in the kitchen like chips or popcorn?"

"There's Madam, potato chips. Usually Miss Ivyna asks."

"May I have a pack, Bi?"

"By, Madam. Come with me to the kitchen" said the waiter ahead of Cleantha.

Arriving at the kitchen, the waiter thrust a large pack of potato chips into Cleantha's hand.

"Thank you, Madam Narti," said Cleantha looking at the crisps in her hand with sparkling eyes.

"Potato chips can be my mainstay weapon to protect myself. I'm gonna make this bridal night even more annoying for Lord King. I hope my stomach can be worked out,"

muttered Cleantha pleased.

"Sir, I also ask for mineral water."

After saying so, Cleantha stepped steadily away from the kitchen.

Fortunately, he had already managed to memorize the path leading to the King's room.

Cleantha knocked on the door twice before entering her husband's room.

"Come in" cried the King from within.

"Excuse me, sir," said Cleantha casually.

His left hand carried a bottle of mineral water, while his right hand held a packaging of potato chips.

The king did not see Cleantha's face at all. He seemed busy doing something on his laptop.

"Sleep on that couch. I've put pillows and blankets for you" said King, still concentrating on his laptop screen.

Before sitting on the sofa, Cleantha picked up her phone as well as her headset.

He sat down on a pillow to carry out his next plan.

Comedy series on online TV channels. That was what Cleantha was looking for in order to lure him to burst out laughing. Although in everyday life he rarely laughs, but at this moment he must be a different person.

Cleantha put down her cell phone for a moment. He tore the width of the top of the snack packaging he brought.

Without hesitation, Cleantha stuffed the pinch of potato chips into her mouth, then started chewing hard.

"Kriuk.kriuk...hahaha...."

The sound of teeth grinding against snacks, alternating with the sound of Cleantha's laughter.

At first, the King did not pay much heed to Cleantha's behavior. But gradually the limits of his patience began to run out.

The noise that Cleantha made filled the room, so it felt like piercing the King's eardrum.

The girl laughed loosely as she chewed her snacks freely. It was as if this room was just his own without any other occupants.

"What planet did this girl come from? I shouldn't have chosen a barbarian girl to be my wife. Or maybe his mind is so out of his mind that he's acting strangely,"

hiss King.

The king closed his laptop in annoyance.

He walked over to Cleantha and pulled the headset out of the girl's ear. The king also seized the potato chips he held.

"Stop! You're doing this on purpose to make me angry?" bentak King.

Cleantha raised her head.

"Master, you are a hot-tempered man. Why else would I provoke your anger. I have not drowned, so I watched a comedy movie while snacking. Can't this be either?" cleantha asked pretending to be stupid.

"I'm amazed at your over-appetite. You almost ate all the food at the table. Now you still eat snacks. Your meal portions don't suit your thin body."

"It is precisely because I am thin that I have to eat more" Cleantha argued.

"Listen, I don't care what you eat. What is clear is that you are currently hitching a ride in my room. You should have followed the rules I made. I don't want any noise. And don't you dare mess up my room with food!" firmly the King while squeezing a packet of potato chips that.

"Your rules are too many, Sir. I can't understand it. I am used to relaxing in my own room. I can't stand to be set up like this."

Cleantha rounded her eyes like an innocent child.

"Master, I have a way out. What if I move to another room? That way you can sleep soundly without my interruption. I can also be more free as in my own home."

The king advanced forward and raised Cleantha's chin.

"Actually I really want to throw you out of here. Unfortunately I can't do it yet. You should sleep in the room with me on our bridal night. Now change your clothes and sleep!"

"Master, but I haven't..."

"Hurry up, or do you want me to make you change clothes right now?" threatening the King looks furious.

"Yes, sir, be patient. If you keep getting angry, you can get hypertension," replied Cleantha stepped into her wardrobe.

He picked up one of his sleeping pajamas and walked to the bathroom.

As Cleantha returned to the room, she saw the King was swallowing two grains of medicine.

"That must have been the medicine the doctor had given him at the time of Lord King's accident. It turns out he hasn't fully healed. I need to stop bothering her tonight so she can rest,"

cleantha thought she felt guilty.

The two of them don't talk to each other anymore.

Cleantha lay down on the sofa, while the King lay down on her bed.

Cleantha pulled her blanket up to her chin and tried to close her eyes. But strangely, he was not sleepy at all.

There were at least three things that caused Cleantha trouble sleeping. First because he was forced to live in a room that was unfamiliar to him. He was not used to sleeping on the sofa. And the third because of the existence of the King in that room.

Although they are far enough apart, but still the atmosphere of awkwardness is so felt.

"*How do I get tidu*r?"

Cleantha tried to turn right to left, but her position remained uncomfortable.

Finally he sat down for a while to stretch the muscles of his body.

Shortly after, Cleantha returned to lay her head on the pillow. He is confused to determine whether he will lie on his back, curled to the left or to the right.

"Can you calm down a little? You're making me sleepless!" the king snatched from across his bed.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm just looking for a proper sleeping position."

"If tomorrow your behavior is still like a daze, I will take you to a psychiatrist," said the King pulled his blanket.

"Even before going to bed, he still threatened me. Rather than bothering to take me to a psychiatrist, you'd better get me out of your house, sir,"

inner Cleantha was hopeful.

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The next morning, Cleantha woke up early. Actually, he only slept about three hours a night.

To get rid of the lethargy and achy feeling in her body, Cleantha decided to immediately take a bath with warm water.

He walked past the King who was still asleep.

Cleantha opened the door slowly. He opened the shower and let the warm water run all over his body.

It feels very calming. I don't know how long he enjoyed the morning shower.

After being fully dressed, Cleantha opened the door while wiping her half wet hair. But he jumped in shock when he saw the King was already standing in front of the door.

"Master?" cleantha.

"I almost broke down this door! What the hell are you doing in there? You think this is your private bathroom?" asked the King.

"Sorry, Sir. You were still sleeping so I took a shower first."

"You are the smartest for excuses. Now get your clothes ready, after this we'll go."

"Where are you going, sir?" cleantha asked curiously.

"We're going on our honeymoon" the king said, closing the door.