Only a Substitute Wife
5. Diabolical

Diabolical

Keenan was still silent in his place. He walked up to the figure of a woman who was asleep on the living room sofa. He lowered his face and pulled out the woman's hair. Then the beautiful face of Clara who was asleep.

A slanted smile was seen on his face. He was sad slowly. “Cih, does he think I'd sympathize with him with him doing this? I'm even more annoyed with you. You purposely did all this just to get my attention. But I wouldn't care about that. You must suffer for the choices you make,” sizzled Keenan

He straightened his body and walked past from before Clara who was still asleep there. In fact, there was no desire from the man to move Clara's body to her room. The answer is, of course, he doesn't care about it at all.

Keenan prefers to cleanse his body because his body and mind are very tired at the moment. After cleansing his body, he went to immediately rest his body.

As he tried to close his eyes, suddenly his eyes opened again. For some reason his mind drifted back to Clara who was asleep outside.

“Akh! Why do I even think of that woman? Mending now I sleep. I am very tired at this time,” muttered Keenan who prefers to focus on resting his body.

“Hmm. Engghh! Auhh, my body hurts,” complained Clara who just woke up from her sleep.

He was quite surprised when he woke up on the living room sofa. He looked at the clock that showed five o'clock in the morning.

“How can I fall asleep when the man hasn't come home?” murmur Clara

He held his waist which was quite painful due to falling asleep on the sofa. He walked up the stairs slowly. He must fulfill his duty to pray.

After the prayer, Clara cleansed her quite tired body. Last night she slept too late waiting for her husband to come home. Whether her husband has gone home or not.

His body was fresh enough because he had cleaned his body. After putting on her clothes, Clara walked out of her room and down the stairs to the kitchen.

When he reached the kitchen, he saw a servant he knew.

“For Aunt Nani!” greet Clara

The middle-aged woman turned her face and smiled broadly at Clara. “Morning is also Madam!” say hello to Aunt Nani

“Ihh, This aunt. I told you not to call with frills ‘Nyonya’. I don't usually know,” complained Clara

Aunt Nani chuckles softly at the tone of the protas from Clara. “I can't dong if it's like that. The Lady is the wife of the Young Master. Already should I call like that no,” timpal Aunt Hani

“Yahh, Aunty call me ‘Nyonya’ when there are only people. But if we're both, call me Clara. I don't want to be too formal,” reply Clara

“Good Clara! Aunt Nani understood,” Aunt Nani replied back.

The two laughed together.

“Oh yes, Bi. Can I ask no?” pinta Clara's

“What? Just ask,” Aunt Nani replied

“Hmm, does Brother Keenan really not like breakfast?” ask Clara carefully.

“It's not like it. Usually the Young Master only drinks coffee and usually also only eats a piece of bread,” replied Aunt Nani

Clara was surprised to hear that. “Isn't it not too good to have coffee in the morning? Moreover, he drank black coffee,” timpal Clara

“Bibi has offered to make other foods only. But Young Master does not want,” Aunt Nani replied

Clara put on her thinking face. “I will make Kak Keenan breakfast,” Clara said

Aunt Nani looks stunned by what Clara says. “It's best not Clara. Auntie doesn't want you to get angry with Young Master. The Young Master had a bad temper,” said Aunt Nani who wanted to keep Clara from making breakfast for Keenan.

Clara shook her head slowly. “Nothing, Aunty. It is my duty as his wife. Oh yes, has Brother Keenan gone home?” ask Clara who just remembered that she had not seen Keenan Daritadi.

“Young Master is home, Clara. Last time Aunt saw Young Master enter the room that night,” Aunt Nani replied

Clara felt a pain in her chest. That means Keenan should have seen her fall asleep in the living room that night. But, the man had no pity to lift her into his room.

Why would I think that? Anyway, from the beginning Keenan didn't think of me. It's okay, Clara. You have to be patient living it ~ Inner Clara

Clara began cooking for her husband. Either Keenan will accept it or not. Most importantly, she has done her job as a wife.

She made breakfast fried rice for her husband. When he finished, he immediately brought the food to the dining table. Just now he put the food on the table, along with the sound of pantofel shoes walking down the stairs.

Clara saw her husband in a navy blue suit. Still, only a flat face was displayed by the man.

Keenan walked towards the dining table and there he scrunched his forehead looking at the food on the dining table.

“A-I made breakfast for you,” Clara said

“Didn't you remember my words yesterday?” ask Keenan with an emphasis.

“I-That...”

“I told you that I don't need to be noticed by you. I don't care what you do. I warned you not to bother me. Is that not clear in your ear? Looks like you need to see an ENT doctor to examine your ear,” circus Keenan with a sharp look.

Clara was quite stunned with such a sharp tone. But he can't give up.

“I made breakfast for you because this is my duty as a wife. And I...”

“What did you say?! Wife?!” cut off Keenan which made Clara stare confusedly at him.

“I-Iya”

Keenan laughed out loud. Or rather laugh.

“You are stupid or senile anyway? Since when do I consider you my wife? Cih, you don't deserve to be with me at all. You wanna know why? I don't like little girls like you. I also don't like people who accept what they do for them. From now on, never take care of my life. And this,” explained Keenan while taking a plate containing fried rice.

Clara wondered what Keenan would do with the food she made.

Keenan walked towards the trash and directly threw all the food inside. Suddenly it made Clara widen her eyes to see what the man was doing.

“Why did you throw it away?” ask Clara

Keenan turned to look towards Clara. He stood in front of the woman and looked at her coldly.

“You want to know why?” ask Keenan

Not only did Clara want to say, Keenan suddenly slammed the plate in his hand causing a loud noise. Clara closed her eyes because of that loud voice.

Keenan clamped Clara's chin firmly. “Open your eyes!” sentak Keenan

Slowly Clara opened her eyes. He was quite afraid to see Keenan's attitude like this.

“See this! Look at this broken plate. That's yourselves. You're just a broken plate. And if you want to be patched it will only cause scars. You have to remember that you're not my real wife. Remember one thing, you were just a substitute,” hina Keenan while throwing Clara's face until she fell to the floor.

Clara's hand was trampled hard by Keenan to make Clara's hand pierced by the broken plate.

“Akh! Sakittt!” clara screams with tears that come out quite fast.

“Tu-Tua Younger, please don't step on Madam's hand. I beg you,” pinta Bibi Nani with a pinched face.

Keenan raised his leg. He looked at Clara. “If you bother me again, I will give you more punishment than this. You understand?!” keenan movement as passed from before the two.

“A-Clara, let's get up. We treat your hands first,” said Aunt Nani while helping Clara to wake up.

Clara walked slowly and sat down at the kitchen pantry table. Aunt Nani walked up to pick up the P3K box and sat down near Clara.

Tears still flowed down his face. He did not expect that Keenan would be so cruel just because he made breakfast for the man.

“Hold well. It's gonna be so painful. But if not treated will infection,” said Bibi Nani who began to treat Clara's injured hand.

The wound was so deep, that Aunt Nani had to remove the shards in Clara's hand first. Aunt Nani looked at Clara who was silent with a blank look. For it was not his hand that hurt, but his heart that was currently in great pain because of Keenan's words.

“Well, it's done. For now, this wound should not be exposed to water first. You can call Auntie if you need anything,” said Aunt Nani

Clara looked towards her bandaged hand. “Still well Bi. Aunt helped me out. But next time not again. I do not want Bibi to be involved and will instead be affected by anger as well,” explained Clara

Aunt Nani raised Clara's face. He shook his head while wiping away Clara's tears.

“There may be aunty can let yourself get hurt like that. You just calm down, Auntie it's okay to get angry later. The important thing is that you are nothing,” said Aunt Nani

Aunt Nani grabs Clara and hugs her tightly. He stroked the woman's back slowly to let her calm down.

“Does your hand hurt so much?” ask Aunt Nani

“From my sore hands, my heart hurts more Auntie. I did not think that Keenan would be angry just because I made him breakfast,” Clara watered with a sad look.

“Lain times you don't do it again well. The Young Master will be even more angry. Or you don't take care of Young Master's life too much. Aunt is worried about you,” explained Aunt Nani

Clara thought about what Aunt Nani had said. Was he not supposed to take care of Keenan's life? But Keenan is her current husband. Despite his cruel attitude towards her. He does not want to be seen as a wife who is disobedient by God.

“Clara?!”