The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 40 Boomerang

Cleantha spread her gaze. Trying to find his clothes that were scattered on the floor last night. But his clothes are no more. Only a sleeping pajama was placed at the end of the bed.

Cleantha picked up the black pajamas and then wore them just like that.

Regardless of the agonizing pain, Cleantha took her bag from the nightstand.

Her phone's been in the bag since last night. Luckily the phone has not run out of battery power.

All Cleantha had in mind right now was one. That is immediately contact Mr. Setyo, the manager.

Cleantha took a deep breath. For the umpteenth time, he had to lie about why he did not go to work today.

"Tuutt, tuscan...." The sound of a connected call tone.

Mr. Setyo did not receive the call. Perhaps he is still busy taking care of various office tasks in the morning. Understandably he carried out dual duties, as a leader in the finance division as well as subordinate to Alvian Adhiyaksa.

On the fifth call, then Mr. Setyo picked up the phone.

"Good morning to me Setyo Handoko, sorry who am I talking to?" ask Mr. Setyo with courtesy.

Mr. Setyo did not save Cleantha's mobile number, so he did not know who had contacted him.

"Good morning, sir. It's me Cleantha."

"Oh, Cleantha. Has your health improved?" ask Mr. Setyo.

Mr. Setyo's question made Cleantha confused. I don't know who told Mr. Setyo that he was sick.

"Do you know where I'm not feeling well?" cleantha asked.

"So morning Mr. Dion asked for permission in person for you. Said you couldn't get into work for the next two days."

"Dion's? Did the Lord King tell him to do that?"

"Cleantha, are you okay? You're still listening to me, right?" ask Mr. Setyo to worry.

"Yes, I listened to you. Tomorrow if I'm healthy, I'll try to get to work, sir," Cleantha replied.

"No problem, Cleantha. Make sure you are fully recovered. I hang up the phone, I have to face Mr. Alvian soon."

"Okay, sir, thank you."

Finished talking to Mr. Setyo, Cleantha stepped with trembling legs into the bathroom.

In the black-and-white marble-dominated bathroom, Cleantha was bowed in lethargy.

Slowly, he took off the pajamas attached to his body and turned the shower faucet.

Warm water poured down, soaking his hair and body. With her fingers, Cleantha pushed out her hair, rubbing it repeatedly while feeling the jets of water hitting her skin.

He wanted to scream, get angry, and scream as loud as possible, but it was useless.

He should have known of this risk before deciding to accept money from the King.

"It's my own fault,"

cleantha's regret in heart.

Before coming out of the bathroom, Cleantha washed her face with water. He had to come back strong and erase any trace of sadness left on his face.

After drying her body, Cleantha put on a loose shirt and returned to her room.

"Madam, sorry I came again. Are you done yet? Can I come in?"

Narti's voice knocked on the door and called out his name.

"Yes, Mom, just a second."

As soon as Cleantha opened the door, she saw Narti carrying a tray with an anxious face.

"Madam, please eat breakfast immediately. If your stomach is empty, you can get sick."

"Yes, just put it on the table."

Cleantha had no appetite at all.

He dropped his gaze toward the stained bedsheet. Stains that remind him of last night's tragedy.

He must immediately remove the thing from his presence.

With both hands, Cleantha pulled the bedsheet from the bed to make Nari surprised.

Without being told, Narti came forward and offered help.

"Mrs, let me change your sheets."

"No need, Ma'am. Just take this sheet out and wash it clean."

"Okay, Madam."

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Zevira was still clutching her phone while waiting for Narti to come out of Cleantha's room. He was very curious about what happened to the honey.

Today Cleantha did not go to work and did not leave her room.

Earlier this morning, he also saw the King so hastily leaving for the office.

"Narti, come!" exciting Zevira.

"Is Cleantha awake? How's he doing?"

"Mrs Cleantha is having breakfast, Mrs Vira. He looks less healthy. His face was pale and lethargic."

"Then what's that in the basket?" ask Zevira curiously.

"Oh, this is Miss Cleantha's dirty clothes and sheets. He told me to wash it because there's a stain on it, ma'am."

"What stain? Get out of the basket, I want to see it."

Although Zevira's request seems strange, as a servant Narti can only obey. He showed the brownish-colored spot to his master.

Zevira's eyes immediately widened. He knew very well what the sign meant, because he had experienced it.

"This is a blood vessel? What last night the King has..."

Zevira's lips shook violently. He did not believe that his plan turned into a boomerang for himself.

"Goddess!" zevira shouted with anger.

"Yes, Madam," replied Bi Dewi came in a hurry.

"Take me to my room now!"

"Okay, Madam."

Seeing Zevira's reddened eyes, Bi Dewi rushed to push her wheelchair towards the room.

"Mrs, why are you?"

"Leave me alone and close the door!" Zevira.

Zevira throws her makeup kit in all directions.

"I hate that village girl! He ruined my plan. Now he must be laughing at me for snatching my husband!" pekik Zevira vented her frustration.

Zevira's shout that sounded from inside the room made Bi Dewi worried.

"Mrs, are you okay?" knock it a few times.

Zevira ignored the call from her loyal servant. He even cried bitterly.

His perfect world had now collapsed instantly, leaving behind the rubble of destruction that tore his heart apart.

After all the King is the first love, the husband and father of his daughter.

Despite being with Fendi, he would never let the King belong to another woman.

The man's mind, body, and possessions were his.

What happened was beyond his expectations. Now the king has changed. She shares her love for Cleantha, the girl who should only be a servant in her home.

"Why King? Why am I not enough for you? And why won't you forgive me?"

zevira shouted in despair.

"Madam, open the door. Do not do things that you will regret," said Bi Dewi trying to remind Zevira.

While staring at her reflection in the mirror, Zevira wiped her tears.

"*No, it's not time for me to give up. I'm Zevira Adhiyaksa. There's no way I'm defeated by a stupid girl like Cleantha. All I need to do is make Cleantha leave this house. And I have to make sure the girl doesn't have the King's son."

Zevira opens the door to her room and lets Bi Dewi in.

"Mrs, relax. If you're depressed like this, you could get sick."

"I know, Bi. Maybe my plan this time failed. But I still have plenty of opportunities to get rid of Cleantha."

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Raja sits at his desk while checking the customer's payment report. For some reason today he found it difficult to concentrate on his work.

The king pressed the intercom button and called Dion into his room.

"Excuse me, sir."

"Dion, please reread my schedule after lunch."

"You'll meet the Union bank representative, then at four in the afternoon there's a meeting with the Regional Manager."

"Tell the Regional Manager that today's meeting was canceled. We'll reschedule tomorrow."

Dion scrunched his forehead.

"But sir, didn't you ask for the meeting to be held today?"

"I changed my mind. Later that night I have a much more important business. Now please call Alvian, tell him to come to my room" the king instructed.

"Good, Sir."

Inwardly, Dion was astonished. It was not usual for the King to tell him to contact Alvian. If there is a problem to be discussed, the King always calls his sister directly.

"What's wrong with Lord King today? His attitude is really strange,"

inner Dion while pressing the intercom button.

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