The Lord's Concubine
For Aksa

The King rushed to the Hospital with Ivan. Upon arrival at the place, it turns out Nurmala had been waiting for their arrival in the lobby with a warm smile.

"Welcome, Lord King. Come, I'll take you to Aksa's room." Nurmala led the two men to the room where Aksa was being treated and there Farra was waiting anxiously.

"Farra .. Come here, son."

Nurmala approached Farra who was standing in front of Aksa's room with a face as crisp. He threw a warm smile to the girl then grabbed her shoulders.

"Well, dear Farra. This is Mr. King .. your future husband."

Slowly Farra raised her bowed head then looked at the figure of the man standing firmly before her. That guy looks so handsome. Her eyes were beautiful with sharp gazes, as sharp as eagle eyes. His nose was sharp and perfectly carved.

And don't forget his firm jaw, making that face look so perfect. His athletic body shape adds to the perfection of the man's body.   Anyone who saw it would be amazed.

So did Farra, the girl was so fascinated to see the good looks of men who said Nurmala wanted to propose to her. However, something confused Farra. Why she chose herself to be a wife.

Though Farra was sure, any woman could get the King easily just by modelling good looks and perfection of the man's body. Especially with the lure of abundant wealth.

"King." The man reached out his hand to Farra who had been silent since then while looking at her.

"Come on Farra, welcome her hand!" whispered Aunt Nurmala who was standing next to the girl.

Slowly Farra raised her hand then greeted the Lord King's hand trembling. The sharp look of the man scared him a little.

"Farra," he said.

The man's burly hand tightly grasped Farra's tiny hand. The man even grinned when he met his eyes with the girl.

"Farra, a very beautiful name" said the King after releasing the girl's hand.

"It's beautiful, isn't it, Lord King?" continue Nurmala.

The king nodded his head slowly as he continued to stare at the girl. Not to forget, Nurmala also introduced Farra to Ivan, the King's assistant who always faithfully followed wherever the man went.

"And this is Mr. Ivan, his personal assistant or his right hand Master" the middle-aged woman continued.

Now Farra's gaze turned to the man standing gallantly beside the King's body. The man who was almost the same age as Lord King, but had a shady look. Anyone looking at him would feel calmer.

"Master?" peekkik Farra after recognizing the man named Ivan. The man who used to buy cakes and give more money to him.

Farra was silent for a moment and he began to think that his meeting with Ivan at the time seemed intentional.

***

That day Ivan took care of everything. Aksa was transferred to the VIP room and all bills were borne by the Lord King. After getting approval, the doctor was prepared to take Aksa to the operating room.

"You see, Farra! Only by capitalizing on the word 'Yes', you can get everything easily. Try to imagine, not yet become his wife you have got this kind of ease. Especially later, if you are legitimately his wife. I'm sure that you will be the luckiest girl in the city for being the Queen in the heart of Lord King" Nurmala said.

Farra did not reply, she exhaled a long breath while throwing her gaze in another direction. I hope what Nurmala says is true. The king can be a good husband to her.

Meanwhile.

After finishing his affairs at the Hospital, the King returned to his residence. At the time, Vania was not working.

Although Vania still felt annoyed at the request of the King who wanted to marry again. However, he still tried to be friendly to the man.

He approached the King as the man passed by. "Hi, Honey. Tumben's home fast." Vania hugged the King's arm and leaned on the man's shoulder as she stepped together towards their room.

"I should have said that, Vania. Tumben you are at home" said the King with a cold face glancing at the woman.

Vania smiled spoiledly. "Ehm, sorry."

Upon arrival in their luxurious room, the King immediately removed the clothes that were attached tightly to his body with the help of the Wife.

"Vania, what about my request last night?"

Vania fell silent while watching the King's facial expression. He did not expect that the King would still question the matter to him.

"Ja-so you're serious about that, Raja? You really want to get married again?"

The king raised his eyebrows. "Yes, I'm always serious about what I say, Vania. Also on that condition" replied the King. The man knew that Vania would never give up her career as a model. Because for Vania, her career was everything.

"Who is that woman?" vania asked with a disappointed look at the King.

"Just an ordinary girl."

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