The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 27 Lost Control (Part 2)

The king rubbed his body several times with the therapeutic scent soap. Trying to eliminate the smell that is still left due to Cleantha's actions.

That unpleasant aroma seemed to stick firmly in his nose to make the King grow irritated.

"This time I will not tolerate him. The girl must realize that I have full power over her,"

muttered King monologue.

After being convinced that the smell had disappeared completely, the King came out in his bathrobe. He approached Cleantha who was lying quietly on the bed.

Cleantha's eyes were tightly closed.

Slowly, the King tried to shake the girl's body, but Cleantha gave no reaction at all.

"He's asleep apparently."

The king brought his face closer and smelled the same unpleasant scent on Cleantha's dress. The stain of vomit was also clearly plastered on the top of his wife's dress.

While distancing his face, the King frowned in disdain.

"I can't let him dirty my sheets and bedding with this disgusting smell. Moreover, he slept all night with me."

The King's nature, which is concerned with cleanliness, encourages him to do something.

"Clea, wake. Clea, you must change your clothes," the King called several times.

There's no response whatsoever. The king could only snort in annoyance as his attempt to wake Cleantha failed miserably.

"How can I change Cleantha's clothes?"

The king weighed the choices he could make.

At first he wanted to call the maid to change Cleantha's clothes. But the King hurriedly canceled his intention.

If he did so, it would provoke the suspicions of Zevira and the servants.

There's no other way. As a husband, he had to change his wife's clothes.

Still grieving, the King headed to Cleantha's closet. He pulled out just one of Cleantha's sleeping pajamas and carried her on the bed.

With both hands, the King reversed Cleantha's sleeping position.

He saw a zipper on the back of the girl's dress. Inevitably he had to lower the zipper down.

Her hand moved quickly, removing Cleantha's dress from her shoulder.

With extra effort, the dress was successfully detached from Cleantha's body. Leave the minimal black underwear that the young girl wears.

The King's eyes gasped when he realized how beautiful the curves of his wife's body were. He had seen Cleantha's white skin before, but in the present circumstances everything seems clearer to the King.

Without being prevented, his male desire arises by itself. Especially when accidentally his fingers touched two important parts belonging to the girl. Making Cleantha squirm while muttering was unclear.

The king swallowed his salivary while dispelling the wild fantasies that appeared all of a sudden.

"I can't take advantage of a girl who's unconscious. It'll ruin my self-esteem."

He buttoned Cleantha's sleeping pajamas in a hurry. She shrouded the girl and moved away as soon as she lost control and common sense.

Rather than imagining a non-no, the King chose to lie some distance away from Cleantha. He turned his mind to the affairs of the office so much that he finally fell asleep.

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"My head is heavy, too,"

cleantha squeezed her hair.

Although her eyelids still wanted to be closed, Cleantha forced herself to get up.

He glanced at the wall clock that showed three o'clock in the morning.

"It's dawn, how long have I been sleeping?"

Cleantha leaned against the bed, trying to remember what happened to her.

"Today I ate at the cafe with Sister Vira. Then my head got dizzy and..."

Cleantha was trying to restore the barrage of events that happened afterwards. But no memory traces were recorded.

All he smelled was the smell of alcohol from his own breath, as a sign that he was drunk last night.

Cleantha opened the blanket and was surprised to see that the clothes she was wearing had changed.

Yesterday he was wearing a pastel dress, but now he is changing into a nightgown.

"Am I drunk because of that red drink? Then who changed my clothes?"

Cleantha pulled out her blanket and shuffled from the bed.

He walked on tiptoes so as not to awaken the King. The only goal is to rid yourself of the nauseating smell of alcohol.

Open the shower and let the drowsiness be shed by the warm running water.

It wasn't enough for Cleantha to clean herself up. Pouring fresh fruit scented shampoos and filling his body with soap foam.

Many times Cleantha regretted her own stupidity.

He still did not understand the reason Zevira ordered the drink for him. Whether the woman intentionally made him drunk or indeed he did not know that the drink contained alcohol.

I don't know, for sure Cleantha doesn't want to add to the burden of her mind.

Just as Cleantha was about to open the door, she was startled by the King who stood in the doorway while she lay face to face.

"Sir, are you awake?" asked Cleantha stammered.

"Of course I woke up because someone was disturbing my sleep in the morning blind. Are you aware now?"

"Sa.yeah, I'm sorry, sir. I've definitely troubled you."

"You're not just a hassle but you're a pain in my life. Don't you remember everything you did to me?"

Cleantha bit her lower lip anxiously.

"I don't remember anything, sir."

"Then I'll help remind you," the King said, raising his eyebrows.

"First you've called me a fierce and bossy man. Second, you say no one can stand near me, thirdly.you have soiled my work coat with your vomit. And the four of you sleep with your smelly clothes and dirty my bed."

Cleantha's lips paled after the King revealed all his mistakes.

In his conscious state, it was impossible for him to have the courage to go that far. But because of his drunkenness he was unable to control himself.

Of course the King will impose a corresponding punishment for this heedlessness.

"Then..who changed my clothes, sir?"

"Who else is in this room besides me?" replied the King relaxed.

Hearing the King's reply, Cleantha's heart rippled rapidly.

When the King changes his clothes, it means that the man has seen all the most private parts of his body.

But what to say, such a risk must be borne by his own carelessness.

Without daring to look at the King's face, Cleantha conveyed her apology for the umpteenth time.

"Maybe you're tired of hearing that, but I'm really sorry. My mistake is too big. I am willing to accept the punishment from Master to make amends."

"It's good if you're aware. If I count your mistakes, you will never be able to pay for them, including you at the jewelry store. How much for the ring did you buy?"

"Twenty-five million five hundred thousand," Cleantha answered honestly.

"Where is the ring?"

"Son Vira took him, sir. Because he paid for it."

The king pulled Cleantha sitting on the edge of the bed.

"If the price of the ring is summed up plus your other faults, I don't know what punishment you deserve."

Cleantha's expression turned frantic. But he only silenced and resigned to whatever the King's decision. Secretly, Cleantha hoped that the King would drive her out of the house.

"I'll give you three sentences. The first one you can't get out of this room until the weekend. You can't meet anyone, especially Zevira, as long as I'm not around. I'll set up CCTV to watch you. Only Mr. Darma will come to serve your needs. If you break it, then I'll ask you to return the hundred million I gave you."

"Yes, sir, I understand."

"Second, I'll hold your phone. As for the third sentence I will think about it later."

"Why didn't the Lord King tell me to leave his house? Maybe he'd feel a loss if he just let me go,"

cleantha was disappointed.

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The next day, Cleantha began to serve her status as a room prisoner. He was not allowed to go out at all. Even the food was delivered by Mr. Darma into the room.

Despite her boredom and torment, Cleantha steeled her heart to go through all of this. He just had to wait until Monday to get to work.

While Bi Dewi was trying to comfort the restless Zevira inside her room.

"The king locked his young wife in the room. We have lost the opportunity to work on it" Zevira lamented.

"Patience, Mistress. There's gotta be another way we can get rid of that girl."

A flash of vengeance was burning from Zevira's eyes.

"Now he will be working for the Adhiyaksa company. I must make a new, neater plan so that the King doesn't know it."