The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 22 Maid First Wife

"Be careful, ma'am," said Bi Imas, driving Cleantha into the car.

Cleantha waved her hand to Bi Imas and Mang Jaya, before their car drove away from the villa.

The trip to Jakarta was a long one for Cleantha. In the car, he prefers to throw a glance at the window. See a row of trees by the road and a bright blue horizon.

The king did the same. He often stared through the car window. But the sunglasses he wore were able to hide his current mood.

Although the King and Cleantha were sitting side by side, yet they were reluctant to talk to each other. After the events of last night, it seems that there is no conversation material that is able to melt the awkwardness between them.

The king opened a bottle of drinking water and thrust it at Cleantha.

"Drink, you don't drink."

"Thank you" Cleantha replied.

He drank only half of the water, then closed the bottle again.

"Give it to me" said the King, taking the bottle from Cleantha's hand.

"Master, don't drink. That's my mark" Cleantha said, trying to prevent.

"Do you have any infectious diseases?" reply King indifferently.

"No, Mister. I mean it. It's already hit my lips."

"Why indeed? Didn't I already feel your lips," the King replied casually as he finished off the rest of Cleantha's mineral water.

"Why did Lord King say such a personal thing in front of Mr. Darma and his driver? Maybe because kissing is just a normal thing for her. As for me it was my first experience,"

cleantha thought ashamed.

Cleantha looked back at the road until they reached their destination.

Upon arriving at the Adhiyaksa residence, Mr. Darma went down first to open the car door for the King and Cleantha.

The king helped Cleantha out of the car and took her inside the house.

In the living room, they cross paths with Zevira.

"I'll welcome you back from your honeymoon."

Zevira frowned when she saw Cleantha's slightly limp walk.

"Clea, why your legs?"

"My feet sprained while walking in the woods, Brother."

Zevira showed a concerned face and turned to look at the King.

"I warned you, King. You shouldn't have taken her to explore the forest. Clea's abilities are much different from mine. It's a pity that he has to suffer injuries like this."

"You don't have to worry. Cleantha will be healed soon" replied the king.

"Where's Ivy?" the king asked his daughter.

"Ivy's still in school. Today he came home at one o'clock."

"Come, Honey. You lie down in your room" the king asked to quickly avoid Zevira.

After being in the room, Cleantha let go of the handrails of the King. He did not want his dependence on the man to get bigger.

"Master doesn't need to help me anymore."

"Alright, I don't have much time either. I have to go to the office" said Raja while taking his office suit.

The king went to the bathroom to change his clothes. It was clear that he did not want to show his body in front of Cleantha.

In just a few minutes, the King came out with a different appearance. The dark blue suit looks fitting to be worn by him. Makes it more charming as well as authoritative.

"Just sleep in bed, not on the couch. I'll be home tonight. Don't act recklessly as long as I'm not around," said the king fixing the tie.

"Yes, sir, I understand."

After the King left for work, there was a sense of loss that struck Cleantha's heart. Without the King's presence, he felt alone in the mansion.

To get rid of her loneliness, Cleantha intends to contact Keyla. Unfortunately at this hour her brother must be busy with work.

Rather than bother Keyla, Cleantha decides to call Ana, her stepmother. Has not had time to press Ana's mobile number, the door of her room was knocked from the outside.

"Clea, this is Zevira. Can I come in?" zevira shouted from behind the door.

"Yes, brother, just go in."

Bi Dewi opened the door for Zevira and accompanied her master into the King's room.

Zevira's eyes swept the entire room of her husband meticulously.

He shifted his wheelchair closer to Cleantha.

"Aren't you bored in the room, Clea?"

Zevira's gaze was fixed on the large bed that Cleantha occupied.

"Before I was paralyzed, I used to occupy this room with the King. We spent beautiful nights together, warm and warm. I really want to repeat it. But..now there are you who replace me," said Zevira acting sad.

"If Sister Vira wants to stay in this room, I will move to another room" Cleantha said.

"no need. The king won't let you move out of his room."

"Clea, all the furniture and decorations in this room, I was the one who chose it for the King. Including the sheets now attached. These sheets are silent witnesses of our love" Zevira told Cleantha.

The scene alternated with last night where the King kissed her passionately. That comparison made Cleantha's chest feel tight. It was undeniable that there was a sense of disappointment in his heart. Even he felt sick of being in his bed at this moment.

"It's only natural they used to make love because they were a married couple. I'm the one who's guilty and doesn't deserve to have sex with the King,"

inner Cleantha brushed off her disappointment.

"The king also cooked me a special meal, spaghetti carbonara. If only someone had made me the same meal, I would have remembered the good times with the King."

Cleantha held Zevira's hand.

"I'll make spaghetti carbonara for Sister Vira."

"really? I'm so happy. You can't cook with swollen feet, Clea."

"My legs have improved, brother. The swelling is a little. I can still do my usual activities. Vira just wait here."

"Well if you force. Bi Dewi, take Clea to the kitchen to cook."

"Yes, Madam."

Cleantha was in the kitchen. Although his legs are not normal, he is still skilled at processing his cooking.

"How does it feel, brother?" cleantha asked as Zevira tasted her spaghetti.

"That's a big deal, Clea. You are good at cooking. Your cooking is so much better than the waiters here. If I could enjoy your cooking every day, my health would quickly recover."

"Of course, Brother. From tomorrow I will cook for Vira. Just tell me what menu Kak Vira wants," said Cleantha with a cheerful look.

"Okay, thank you, Clea."

Zevira glanced at the watch in her hand.

"It's time Ivy went home from school. I'll go get him. Do you want to come with me?"

"Yes, I want to, Brother."

"Good, let's go now."

After getting in the car, Zevira told Bi Dewi to leave her.

"Bi, there's no need to come with me to school. Cleantha was with me. He'll take good care of me and Ivyna. Isn't that right, Clea?"

"Yes, sister," Cleantha replied in agreement.

Bi Dewi nodded. He understood the meaning behind Zevira's words.

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Cleantha pushed Zevira's wheelchair up to the school gate.

The boisterous sounds of children's laughter running around filled the whitewashed building.

"That's Ivy's class teacher, Miss Agatha," Zevira points to a shoulder-haired woman with a black blazer.

"Take me there. Ivy must've waited because we were a little late."

Submissively, Cleantha again pushed Zevira's wheelchair towards the door of the Ivyna class.

In front of the class, Ivyna stood with Miss Agatha and her nanny, Ningsih.

"Mommy," cried Ivyna hugging Zevira.

"Good day, Miss, sorry I was late to pick up Ivyna," Zevira said to her son's homeroom teacher.

"It's okay, Mom. Tumben you came alone to pick up Ivy."

"Yes, Miss. I have no therapy schedule today. Oh yes, I would like to introduce my new nanny. In the future, he will take turns with Ningsih to pick up my daughter."

Zevira looked up at Cleantha.

"Clea, introduce yourself to Miss Agatha."

Cleantha was stunned for a moment, but the next second she obeyed Zevira's orders.

"Jiang, Miss, I'm Cleantha."

Miss Agatha replied to Cleantha's hand.

"Hurray, Ma'am. Tomorrow if you want to pick up Ivyna must wear a card. Ma'am can borrow a card belonging to Mbak Ningsih."

"Good, Miss."

"Miss, excuse me. Ivy, say hello to Miss Agatha" said Zevira directing her daughter.

"Bye bye, Miss. See you tomorrow" said Ivyna waving to her teacher.

"See you tomorrow, Ivyna."

Ivyna walks with her nanny, while Cleantha returns to serve Zevira in the car.

"Clea, suddenly my head is dizzy. Probably because of the heat of the sun. Could you massage my head for a minute."

"Can, Brother."

Cleantha painstakingly moved her fingers to massage Zevira's head.

"It's good that the King married this girl. I got an extra waiter ready to do my bidding,"

muttered Zevira as she closed her eyes, enjoying every gentle massage of Cleantha.