The Wife of the King's Pay

Chapter 54 Back Home

Zevira came out in a fashionable suit, complete with matching bags and branded shoes. He approached Cleantha to mock her honey.

"It's a shame you can't come with us, Clea. But this holiday is special for Ivyna, me and Raja. Ivy is my daughter, so I should go with her, not an outsider. Maybe one day you can go on vacation if you have children of your own."

"See you, Clea. I leave this house and the servants to you" Zevira said after getting into the car.

Cleantha was still standing, waving to usher in the little family that was about to go on vacation. Staring at the nanar King and Ivyna who retorted waved at him. Meanwhile Zevira sat down with them while unraveling a smile.

In this case Cleantha was again discouraged. He felt as a destructive pest in the midst of the harmony of the King's family.

Seeing Ivyna's face beaming as it was flanked by her parents, made Cleantha feel even more guilty. A child like Ivyna deserves to be happy with his father and his birth mother.

It is fitting that she does not need to claim to be a mother continued Ivyna. Indirectly, he had left the little girl bewildered by his presence.

Cleantha was still sculpting, waiting until the King's car came out of the gate of her house.

For some reason, his eyes were flooded by the clear liquid. He was never sentimental like this.

The king had only left him for one week, but he already felt lost. Just like a child who is afraid of being left alone by his parents. Is that how dependent he is now on the King?

Cleantha walked while cursing herself. How could she fall in love so easily with the man she originally wanted to keep away from.

"Mr.o.d was being nice to me, but I shouldn't have to keep feelings for her. I have no right to expect anything. I have broken my own promise never to love Lord King,"

inner Cleantha was full of regrets.

Cleantha wiped her tears as she strode unsteadily into the room.

Being in that room actually reminded him of his affection with the King last night. The memory is so beautiful and intoxicating, but it only lasts a while. And that tormented his mind.

"I have only a few months left to become the King's wife. After I'm gone, I'll keep these memories when I miss them,"

cleantha thought sad.

Rather than feeling alone, Cleantha took out her suitcase bag from inside the closet. He did not want to linger inside the magnificent palace filled with nothingness. Especially now for the weekend. There was no work that could be done to divert his mind.

In this second he would pack his things and stay at his father's house. That way it would be easier for him to forget about the King.

"Mrs, where are you going?" asked Mr. Darma to see Cleantha carrying a large bag.

"I'll stay at my father's house, sir. I'll be back here Friday before my husband gets home" Cleantha said.

Mr. Darma seemed surprised to hear Cleantha would leave the King's house for a long time. Is it possible that her young mistress felt lonely from living alone in that mansion.

"Just calm down, sir. My husband has allowed it" Cleantha explained as if knowing the concerns in Mr. Darma's heart.

"Mrs, I'll drop you off."

"Mr just here to keep an eye on the servants. I was quite ushered in by Mr. Ahmad."

"Good, Mistress. Let me call Mr. Ahmad to prepare the car."

Mr. Darma rushed forward to call the driver who was going to drive Cleantha.

"Ahmad, prepare a car to drive Mrs Cleantha," said Mr. Darma.

"Ready, sir," replied Ahmad hurriedly carrying out the order.

Mr. Darma was about to turn around, but he saw Alvian's car entering the courtyard of the house.

"Young Master Alvian," said Mr. Darma welcomed his employer's sister.

Alvian parked his car, then came out with a bag.

"Sir Darma, where's Ivyna?"

"Little Miss has left for the airport with Mr. King and Mrs Zevira."

"So they've left? Ah, I'm late to say goodbye to Ivy" said Alvian.

"Then I leave this doll to Mr. Darma. When Ivyna comes home from vacation, give it to her" said Alvian thrust the bag into the hands of Mr. Darma.

"Okay, Young Master."

"I go home first, sir," said Alvian walking to his car.

"Young Master didn't stop by for lunch?"

"All the residents of this house are gone. It's not funny that as a guest I eat alone without a host," replied Alvian refused Mr. Darma's offer.

"Inside there is Lady Cleantha, sir. But unfortunately Madam will also go to her parents' house," said Mr. Darma.

Before Alvian could give a response, Cleantha was out of the house with a bag.

"Mrs, let me get your bags to the car" said Mr. Darma taking over Cleantha's bag.

At a young age, Mr. Darma is still very agile and strong.

"Thank you, sir. This is my cell phone number. If you want to tell me about the house, don't hesitate to call me," Cleantha said, handing over a piece of paper with her mobile number.

Mr. Darma took the paper and kept it in his pocket.

Cleantha turned her head to the side and was shocked when she saw Alvian's whereabouts.

"Sir, are you here?" ask Cleantha.

"Yes, I was going to see Ivyna and King's sister before they left. But I'm late. I guess you also went with the King's brother to Japan" replied Alvian.

"No, Sir. I have a responsibility as a cashier. I can't just leave my job."

"Where are you going now?" alvian asked watching the sad look on Cleantha's face.

"I'll stay at my father's house until Mr. King comes home."

Hearing Cleantha's confession, Alvian wanted to confirm whether her brother-in-law had asked her brother for permission.

"Sir King knows about your departure?"

"Already, Sir. Lord King gave me permission."

"All right, say my regards to my father and your appointment" Alvian said walking to his car.

"Sir, wait a minute. I'll return the jacket you lent me. It won't be long."

Cleantha rushed inside the house. As fast as lightning, he came up with a black leather jacket.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it. Your jacket has been washed. Thank you," said Cleantha, embarrassed by her behavior.

Alvian just hissed without taking out a word.

He quickly left Cleantha.

Inwardly Alvian wonders why his meticulous and disciplined older sister could bear to have such a careless wife as Cleantha.

Cleantha also got into the car and closed the door.

"Sir, I say goodbye" Cleantha told Mr. Darma.

Mr. Darma bowed his body while releasing Cleantha's departure.

Alvian's car sped out first from the King's house, followed by Cleantha's car behind him.

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While crossing the fruit shop, Cleantha recalled her father. Consuming fruits that contain vitamins must be very good for the recovery of his father's health.

"Sir, I'd like to stop by the fruit shop just now. Can you turn around?" ask Cleantha.

"Can, Madam."

Mr. Ahmad lowered Cleantha in front of a crowded fruit shop by visitors.

Eagerly, Cleantha surrounded the shop. He bought many fruits for his father, his brother, and also his stepmother.

When she finished, Cleantha brought her shopping cart to the cashier.

"There's more, Mom?" ask the cashier.

"No, Ma'am. Please pack into fruit parcel yes."

"Good, Mom."

The cashier immediately calculated the total money Cleantha had to pay.

"The total is eight hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars."

Cleantha's eyes were wide. He was too busy shopping so he spent that much just to buy fruit. Usually he is very frugal.

"Mom, will you be paid cash or by card?" asked the cashier to see Cleantha daydreaming.

Since the cash in her wallet was only a hundred thousand left, Cleantha took out the debit card that the King had given her.

The cashier swiped the card Cleantha had given him on the EDC machine.

"Please password, ma'am."

Cleantha hesitated a little. Although she was the king's wife, she was not used to using her husband's money.

"I'm just gonna wear this for urgent needs. I can't waste the King's money, Lord,"

cleantha thought while pressing the password her husband gave her.

"Thank you, Mom. Please come back" said the cashier after Cleantha paid off her groceries.

"May they all love these fruits,"

inner Cleantha was hopeful.

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Cleantha asked Mr. Ahmad to lower it a bit away from the yard. He did not want to attract the attention of the neighbors. Keyla and Ana.

If they knew he was coming in with a luxury car and a private driver, they would definitely be mauling him with questions.

"Thank you, sir," said Cleantha.

"I'm sorry, Madam. If the Madam needs me, I am ready to take her anywhere," said Mr. Ahmad saying goodbye.

Cleantha nodded then walked towards her house.

At the door, he saw Ana chatting with two complex mothers.

As soon as she saw Cleantha coming, Ana stopped her chatter.

"Mom, Mom, I'm sorry, my stepdaughter came to visit. I have to welcome him. We'll call again tomorrow" Ana said.

"Oh yeah, then we go home first."

The two fertile mothers passed through Cleantha looking at her luggage.

"Clea, what wind brought you here? And why are you carrying a suitcase? You want to stay here? Or maybe Lord King fired you?" ana Cerocos.

"I'll stay home for a week, Auntie. The King and his wife's son are abroad. The Lord King will let me go home until he returns" Cleantha said.

"Tante was amazed at your boss. He is rich and very kind. His face was handsome, young, and he said politely. Aunty was amazed while chatting with him. Had he not been married, he would have been your husband, "praise Ana for mistaking Alvian for the King.

Ana's eyes instantly sparkled when she saw the fruit parcel in Cleantha's hand.

"What is the parcel given by the Lord King? Here give it to Auntie," said Ana seizing the parcel from Cleantha.

Keyla who heard the noise in front of her house and came out.

"Clea, why are you coming home?"

"I came home because Mr. King was with his family on a vacation abroad. That's why I'm allowed to go home, sister," Cleantha replied.

Keyla stared intently at the fruit parcel basket Ana was holding. He knew that parcels were expensive.

"Clea, did you bring the parcel?"

"Yes, Brother. The fruits are for Dad. I also bought some for Brother and Aunt Ana."

"Follow me in" said Keyla pulling her sister.

"Clea, where'd you get the money? You haven't been paid but you can go shopping for fruit that expensive," asked Keyla interrogating Cleantha.

"Tell me honestly, Clea. Did Lord King or Mr Alvian give you the money? Who are you really in a relationship with?" sue Keyla for an explanation.

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