Only a Substitute Wife

Only a Substitute Wife
29. I'm Sorry!


“You're sure I should do that?” clara asked, looking at Aida in disbelief.


Aida let out a rough breath. “Say you want revenge because your husband doesn't remember his promise? If you think gini, his name you do not have the heart to know,” protest Aida with the hand that he folded on the chest.


Clara slightly widened her eyes. “Ma-There I feel the heart. I-I'll do it!” refute Clara


“Well, that's dong. Now you...”.


Aida's words stopped when the phone rang.


“Oh, briefly. My phone rang,” Clara said immediately picked up the phone in her small bag.


He saw the name ‘Mama Maya’ there. He immediately raised the call.


“Halo Ma!”


[“Halo darling! Where are you at the moment?” ask Maya]


“Hmm, I'm outside at the moment, Ma. What's up yah?” ask Clara carefully.


[“Begini, Darel, the secretary from Keenan called Mama. He said Keenan had an ulcer lately. So you have to eat right. Keenan is a person who really likes to forget the time when it has worked. Can you drop her lunch later?” pinta Maya]


“Daddy, Ma. I'll take you there later,” replied Clara


[“Wah, great! Thank you well dear,” timpal Maya]


“Mama no need thank you. It's not my duty. It is precisely I who should thank you because Mama has told me this,” reply Clara


[“Alright! If so, Mama closes first well,” said Maya]


“Daddy Ma!” Clara closed the call.


“What's up?” ask Aida


“Just in time. I will execute the plan you mean,” Clara replied with a mysterious smile.


A taxi stops in front of a skyscraper. Shortly thereafter, Clara's figure came out of the taxi. In her hand, a paper bag containing food for her husband. Like the request from her father-in-law.


When he entered the building called Gibson Group, there were many pairs of eyes staring at him.


“Eh? That's Young Madame Gibson isn't it? Why did he come here well?”


“Last time he came and went straight home with a state of crying”


“I heard if their relationship is not good? Do you want to divorce?”


Clara doesn't want to hear anything. Because he has no interest in those people. She took the elevator to go to her husband's room.


She came to the door of her husband's room. He knocked slowly on the door of the room.


Keenan who was inside immediately opened the door with a remote because he thought maybe it was Darel.


“Darel, bring me the schedule for today. I won't have lunch because I have to finish this job,” Keenan said without turning his eyes towards the file.


“It's me!”


Keenan raised his head when he heard a familiar voice. He was surprised to see Clara in front of him at this moment.


Did he come here for me on purpose? Wasn't he angry again? ~ Inner Keenan


Keenan immediately moved out of his chair. A big smile appeared on the man's face. Which made Clara stunned to see him.


Is he so happy that I came here? ~ Inner Clara


“It turns out my wife came to deliver lunch for me,” said Keenan grabbed a paper bag in the hands of Clara.


“Don't be happy first. I delivered this food because of the pinta from Mama Maya,” timpal Clara


“Hmm, you're very obedient as it turns out. Eh? This is not the food you made?!” asked Keenan who saw the label from a restaurant.


“Hmm, well that's it. I don't have time to cook lunch today. So, I ordered it. You just calm down. The food was very healthy and quite good. I can guarantee it,” explained Clara


Keenan's face immediately turned moody. He walked over to his desk and put the paper bag on the table. He grabbed the office phone.


“Darel, prepare cooking ingredients in the kitchen. Young Madam will cook there,” orders Keenan


Hearing this made Clara surprised. “Eihh, what am I cooking for? I brought you some food?” clara asked with a confused look.


“I don't want to eat food other than your cooking,” Keenan replied


“You...”.


Clara gave a rough breath. He doesn't want to argue with Keenan. He didn't really want to talk to that guy much. Clara who finally did not refute his words, made Keenan satisfied.


Clara walked out of Keenan's room. “Basic! The man was picky food. If I think this, my plan did not work dong,” complained Clara


Clara's steps stopped when the figure of Cherry was in front of him. Unwilling to take care of the woman, Clara walks past Cherry's body.


Clara rolled her eyes puffed. “Emang why? Is it wrong to come visit my husband? Instead, Miss Cherry why is it here. You don't work here, do you?” timpal Clara


“You!”


This woman is getting brave! Why is this woman so often around Keenan today? Doesn't Keenan not like him? ~ Inner Cherry


Cherry is grating slowly. “You don't get cocky yeah! You're just a substitute. You're his wife, but you'll never be considered by Keenan. Because Keenan will never like a woman like you!” furious Cherry with a sharp look.


“Stop!”


Clara and Cherry are stunned by Keenan's presence in their midst. Cherry quickly turned her body to face Keenan.


“Keenan, look at this woman! Clara...”.


“What did you say to him?” asked Keenan with a cold look.


Cherry was nervously stared at like that. “A-I didn't say anything,” replied Cherry


I'm sure Keenan will defend me. Keenan himself told me that he didn't like Clara at all. I'm superior to that woman ~ Inner Cherry


Unexpectedly, Keenan walked up to Clara. In fact, Keenan hugged Clara's waist and kissed the woman's forehead. Making Clara stunned by what Keenan did.


“Listen to this carefully! Who would become Young Madame Gibson was just a Clara. And my wife is forever Clara. No one will be able to change his position,” explained Keenan with a firm look.


Both Clara and Cherry were surprised by what Keenan said. Especially Clara who never thought if Keenan would say that.


“Ke-Why is that?!” asked Cherry with a surprised look.


“Darel!” get Keenan


“Father Sir!” Darel walked over to the president.


“Don't let this woman into the company again. I don't want to see his face again,” Keenan ordered


Cherry was surprised by what Keenan said. “Keenan! You can't..”.


“Nona Cherry, please come out,” said Darel


Cherry growled in annoyance. He pulled his foot out of there.


“Come!” Keenan pulled Clara's hand into the kitchen.


Seeing that made Darel smile.


“It looks like there will be a happy ending of everything,” murmured Darel


Clara started cooking food for Keenan. You could say the kitchen on the floor of the room Keenan quite complete with cooking ingredients. Clara just made a regular meal for her husband.


Keenan watched carefully how his wife was cooking. For some reason, his heart warmed up to see it all.


“This, eat!” clara said as she finished cooking.


Keenan had just daydreamed about looking at Clara who was cooking, until he did not realize that his wife had finished cooking.


“O-Oh, Iyah”


Keenan began eating Clara's cooking.


“How does it feel?” ask Clara


A wide smile rose on Keenan's face. “It's delicious. You look good to be a chef,” Keenan replied in a tone of praise.


Clara smiled at the compliment. He never thought it would feel this happy. For a moment he thought that Keenan might be a happiness for him? But, reality slaps her back if she's just a surrogate wife.


“I'm sorry, Clara!” chirping Keenan


Clara stared at Keenan.


“For what?” clara asked with a confused look.


“I'm sorry for breaking a promise to you. I should have been able to come home early last night to eat your cooking. But I didn't do it intentionally. I didn't know suddenly Cherry drove me that night. I also know that you took me to my room last night. So, you must have seen Cherry take me home. But, nothing happened between us,” Keenan said with a serious look.


Clara was completely stunned to hear Keenan's explanation. He was already shocked when Keenan apologized to him. Never once would the man apologize to him for his wrongdoing. Moreover, this Keenan remembers clearly the mistakes he made.


I don't know why it's so bad not to forgive that guy.


“I-Yeah, I forgive you anyway. Just so you don't repeat it again,” chimpanzee Clara


Keenan nodded his head strongly. “Daddy, I will definitely not repeat it. For that, I will never drink alcohol again,” Keenan replied


Clara smiled thinly. He could finally hear a definite answer. Without the drunkenness of the man.


“Can I ask you something?” ask Keenan


“What?”