The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 2 Betrayal in Marriage

King Adhiyaksa, a handsome man with all his charisma. He is the first heir to the Adhiyaksa family, the owner of a finance and leasing company that has many branches in major cities.

 

Thirty-three years old mature, perfect face with hypnotic eye gaze. Plus his sturdy posture, tall and muscular, making him worthy of being a dream of the women. Unfortunately, the women had to be heartbroken because the King had a beautiful wife named Zevira Narendra.

 

Zevira was the daughter of businessman Bayu Narendra, who was a close friend of the late King's father, Vijaya Adhiyaksa. Since adolescence, the two of them have been betrothed by their parents. Raja and Zevira do not mind this matchmaking because they do like each other. Anyone who saw such a mismatched couple would definitely feel both admiration and envy.

 

A little over a year after the wedding, they were blessed with a beautiful daughter named Ivyna. What a perfect happiness. But who would have thought that beauty is just outer skin. The bitter truth must be swallowed up by the King ahead of his sixth wedding anniversary.

 

At that time the King had to travel business abroad. He should have just come home in two days. But because the meeting with investors was over, the King deliberately went home early to Jakarta. He did not inform her of his return, because he wanted to give a surprise to his beloved wife.

 

In his mind, he had imagined various romantic moments with Zevira, when they would celebrate their wedding anniversary. But what he found was really unexpected. Zevira, the woman she loved, was having a conversation with a man in her study. Even worse, the man was his cousin, Fendi Adhiyaksa.

 

The two of them linked their lips together, close their bodies like lovers drunk with love.

 

"So this is what you do when I'm not around?" asked the King with a deadly look. His jaw muscles stiffened. His entire blood flow seemed to be rustling up above his head, restraining an overwhelming anger.

 

On the other hand, his heart was like being pierced by a sharp sword. He did not expect that the woman who had only been his, had shared love with other men.

 

"Darling, I can explain all this," Zevira pleaded.

She held the King's hand tightly to defuse her husband's anger.

 

"True, your King has misunderstood," continued Fendi in fear.

Fendi understood very well if the King who mastered martial arts could easily beat him to pieces. The ability of the King in terms of martial arts was indeed beyond doubt. In fact, he had been one of the national taekwondo champions while sitting on the bench of SMU.

 

"You think I'm a kid yesterday afternoon that you can easily trick?" ask the King.

 

The king shook Zevira's hand. As fast as lightning he threw his fist at Fendi's face. The hard blow made Fendi's lips immediately shed fresh blood. The next instant the King swung his kick right into Fendi's stomach. Making the man who was two years younger than him collapse helplessly while enduring the pain.

 

"Stop King, please stop!" zevira's strangles spread out both hands to block the King's actions.

 

"Go, Zevira! I have to teach this jerk a lesson!" hatch King.

Highlight the King's eyes that were usually full of charm now turned ghastly, like a wolf that would pounce on its prey.

 

"Don't, honey, look Fendi's been hurt this bad. If you keep hitting him, you'll get into legal trouble."

 

"Listen, Vira, don't you dare call me 'Darling' again with your mouth. I'm tired of hearing that. You're just a cheap, traitorous woman. I'm sorry I loved you for so many years. Now don't get in my way or I'll be rude to you too!

 

Zevira's eyes glazed over as she received insults from her husband.

 

"King, if you hate me, slap me now! You also know that I love you very much. Unfortunately, after we get married, you spend more time taking care of work. You rarely notice me, how I feel. You also treated me like a bird in a golden cage. Restrict my activities and oblige me to obey all your words. That attitude of yours makes me unable to stand it" said Zevira sobbing.

 

"It's smart that you look for excuses, Vira! So you blame me for your affair with this man" pointed the King at Fendi.

 

"Fendi always showed me genuine concern. But until now I only loved you."

 

"lik! You're a shameless woman, Vira! From now on I won't believe every word that comes out of your lips!" the King snarled with a loud voice.

 

"Well, if you don't like being my wife any more, I'm gonna get you out of this marriage. But before you have to feel the same suffering as me. I swear I will marry another woman and make out with her in front of your eyes!"

 

After saying his vow, the King rushed away from the room. His breath felt tight due to the already unbearable emotional turmoil. Zevira, who saw the King's departure, tried to chase after her husband.

 

With tears in his eyes, he ran after the King who had reached the front yard of their house. Not caring about the question marks from the servants, Zevira grabbed the King's hand and held him back from leaving.

 

"I'm sorry, King. I will not repeat my mistake. Give me a second chance to fix everything. Please don't divorce me."

 

"Take me off!" the king opened the door of his car.

Having lost his way, Zevira finally rests at the King's feet. He lowered his self-esteem in order to get forgiveness from his husband.

 

"I'm sorry. I'm willing to do anything so you can forgive me."

 

"Vira, don't embarrass yourself. I'm still holding back from remembering our daughter, Ivyna. Don't try to test the limits of my patience!"

 

Without heeding Zevira's sobs, the King got into his car and drove at high speed.

 

 

Without a second thought, Zevira followed the King from behind in her car.

 

“Why is Raja's car so fast? I have to raise my speed,”

zevira muttered on the accelerator of his car.

 

Unaccustomed to driving at maximum speed, Zevira began to lose control of his car. He slammed the steering wheel to the right to avoid a collision with the car in front of him. But the car actually moved uncontrollably, to hit a large tree on the side of the road.

 

"Aargggh!" pekik Zevira before finally unconscious in a state of blood.

 

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Two months later....

 

Zevira lay on her bed with a pushy look. I don't think he has the spirit to live life.

 

Since the accident, he had to sit in a wheelchair. The doctor said that there was still hope for him to be able to walk again, as long as he diligently followed therapy. But the more days, he was even more reluctant to fight for his recovery. Moreover, seeing the King's attitude that was so cold towards him.

 

Although the man did not divorce her, he did not consider Zevira to be his wife. The king rarely asked him to speak. They don't even live in one room like they used to. Somehow Zevira just wants to remain in a paralyzed condition so that the King has mercy on him. If his legs return to normal, it is possible that the King will divorce him.

 

"Mom.." cried Ivyna into Zevira's arms.

 

"Ivy, honey, are you home from school?"

 

"Yes, Mom. Daddy said today Mommy's going to therapy again. I'd like to accompany Mommy."

 

Zevira gently stroked her little princess hair.

 

"Mommy didn't go to therapy today, honey. Mommy wants to be home."

 

"Why don't you want to undergo your therapy, Vira?" asked the King to suddenly enter Zevira's room.

 

"I'm just being reluctant," Zevira replied lowering her head.

 

The king took Ivyna and took her out of the room.

"Ivy, you played a little with Sister Lia. Daddy wants to talk to Mommy for a minute."

"Okey, Daddy," replied Zevira obeying his Daddy's orders.

 

The king went back into his wife's room and closed the door from the inside. With his typical baritone voice, the King began to speak up.

 

"Vira, what do you really want? The doctor suggested that you do therapy regularly, but you refused it. Don't you want to be able to walk again?"

"Why am I healed? After all, you don't care about me anymore" said Vira with teary eyes.

 

"It's not the time to play drama in front of me, Vira. I know you purposely did this to attract my sympathies."

 

The king lowered his voice.

"I did cancel my intention to divorce you given your current condition. I will never forget the oath I made. I'll be married soon."

 

The King spoke like a thunderbolt in broad daylight to Zevira. He did not believe that the King intended to find a second wife when his health condition had not recovered.

 

"Well, are you getting married again?"

 

"Yes, and I'm gonna have you pick a second wife for me."

 

"A...me???"

 

Zevira's lips paled. Never suspected, the King would retaliate in this painful way.

 

"Yes you. I'm going to have a young women's election competition. And you will be the judge" said the King with an unpredictable expression.