The Wife of the King's Pay
Chapter 90 I Love You
Working all day in the office, Cleantha did not see Alvian at all. Even the meeting finance that will be held again today, canceled suddenly. Only Mr. Setyo was summoned by Alvian to his room to represent all his men.
From his actions, Cleantha could draw the conclusion that Alvian was reluctant to meet him. Maybe this time he really made Alvian angry.
Cleantha was also reminded of her accidental encounter with the King. At once how her ex-husband looked at her hatefully.
Last day his relationship with the King was getting worse.
Instead of thinking about the matter, Cleantha decided to concern herself with cooking.
Before returning to the apartment, he took the time to shop for groceries and some simple cooking utensils in the supermarket.
Suddenly he wanted to cook his own homemade sausage fried noodles. Her appetite changes rapidly during pregnancy.
It did not take long, the appetizing fried noodles were presented on the dining table.
Due to being too excited, the fried noodles he made were too many. He might not be able to spend it alone.
Cleantha tasted the cuisine, it tasted quite good.
His skills in cooking have not been lost.
To relieve her hunger, Cleantha fed a spoonful of fried noodles to her mouth. He almost choked when he heard the apartment door open from outside.
"Who's that coming in? Not criminals? But how did he find out the password for this apartment?"
cleantha thought in a rage.
He stood up from the chair. Prepare to bring a long wooden spoon from the kitchen, if there are criminals who threaten his safety.
But Cleantha surged in shock when she almost collided with Alvian in the living room.
"Sir, why are you here?" cleantha asked in surprise.
"Of course I'm here because this is my apartment" replied Alvian.
"Yes sir, I know. But...."
"But what? You're accusing me of wanting to do things like what Raja's brother used to accuse me of? Or do you want to kick me out of here like my mom did?"
Cleantha gasped at Alvian's angry words. Moreover, the man's gaze looked hollow.
It's not like the Alvian he knows. Usually Alvian is confident, patient, and always level-headed.
I don't know what happened to her boss all day, so she seemed so desperate.
Is it possible that Alvian has just had a big fight with the King and his biological mother due to defending himself.
Cleantha was reminded of her own fate.
He also suffered tremendous despair when accused and rejected by everyone. Her brother, stepmother, even the King threw it away. And only Alvian was willing to extend a hand to help him.
"Sir, I'm sorry. I don't mean to offend you. I was just surprised. Have you had dinner? I happen to cook fried noodles if you want," asked Cleantha offering her cooking.
Alvian did not reply, he simply passed into his room and closed the door.
"What happened to Mr. Alvian? This must be all because of me. I'll try to cheer him up. Better now I'm preparing dinner for him,"
inner Cleantha headed to the kitchen.
About an hour later, Alvian came out of his room.
Without speaking, Alvian walked towards the piano which was located in the middle room.
He pressed his piano keys. Play a classic song with his nimble fingers. Songs filled the room.
Although Cleantha did not know what the title of the song was, she could feel its heart-wrenching rhythm. It was clear Alvian was shedding all his sorrow through the song.
Imperceptibly, the corner of Cleantha's eyes was flooded by tears. Seeing Alvian slumped like that, inflicting a deep pain on his heart.
In the next instant, Alvian began to speed up his finger movements, until the sounding tone became chaotic. With one rough blow, Alvian stopped his game and moved from his seat.
"Sir, what exactly are you? Just tell me, maybe I can help," asked Cleantha softly.
"Not mind me. Don't you want me to stay away from you? Just think of the man you love and come back to him" Alvian said.
Either getting a boost from nowhere, Cleantha suddenly ran towards Alvian.
He hugged Alvian tightly from behind.
"Sir, I'm sorry. You are experiencing all this suffering because of me. You have sacrificed too much for me. But you need to know, my feelings have changed. Now the person I love is no longer Lord King. But I love you, Father" said Cleantha, crying.
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The king threw his suit on the sofa. Today was exhausting as well as draining his emotions.
Her encounters with Cleantha and Alvian plus the coercion of her former in-laws.
His frustration grew as he heard his phone ringtone ring.
"Whose number is this? Dare to bother me at night,"
the King was angry.
"Hello, who is this?" ask King.
Silent. No one heard the voice of the one who answered.
"Hello, do you want to play me?" asked the King to raise his tone.
"King, it's me Fendi," Fendi replied hesitantly.
Hearing the name Fendi, the King's blood started to boil.
"Fendi, what do you want? Why did you call me?"
"I want to apologize, King. Maybe my mistake was too big for you. But I want to fix it. Tomorrow I will return to Jakarta. Can we meet in my cafe tonight?"
"What are you planning? Do you want to trick me like you trapped Alvian?" bentak King.
"No, King. I want to admit something very important about Alvian and Cleantha. You have to hear it because it's important for your brotherly relationship with Alvian" Fendi assured the King.
Seriate
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