The Lord's Concubine
The King's Strange Attitude

The king actually bought the fruit and brought it home to be distributed to all his workers.

"Do you want your whole job to get a stomachache and then get diarrhea, Raja?" pissed Vania.

The king chuckled softly. "I just want them to taste it. If they like it, thank God. Otherwise, it's okay."

Upon arrival at his residence, the fruit was immediately distributed to all residents of the mansion. Bu Eni who was in charge of distributing the fruit could only shake her head.

He did not understand why Mr. King even distributed gandaria fruit and not longan fruit, rambutan or anything sweet-sweet.

Bu Eni approached Farra who had just finished enjoying her late lunch. Due to the preoccupation with work, the girl forgets that her afternoon break has been missed.

"Farra, take a look. What did you bring?"

Bu Eni sat next to Farra and then showed orange gandaria and there were some that were still green.

Farra pursed her face after seeing the fruit. Imagining the taste, he had made Farra shudder in horror.

"Who loves this, Mom?" farra asked while linking her eyebrows together.

"Lord King" said Bu Eni.

Farra put on her smile. "Why did Lord King buy this fruit? Beside the house of Aunt Mala which used to be a lot. No need to buy, just cut it."

"Maybe the Lord King was confused on how to spend that much money. So one of them, yes by buying this fruit and distributed to us-us. Let us all have diarrhea" said Bu Eni, laughing loosely.

Miss Eni stopped her laughter. He grabbed Farra's face and watched her carefully.

"Your face is pale, son. Are you sick?" ask Bu Eni.

"No, Ma. I'm doing fine. But, these few days I am easily tired. Just move for a second, I'm tired, Mom."

"If you're tired, just rest. Don't care about anything else because your health is more important, Farra" said Ms. Eni.

Meanwhile in the main room.

"King, stop eating that fruit. Aren't you afraid of scarring?"

Vania looks panicked because the King did not stop eating the fruit. Vania had even forgotten how much of the fruit had gone into the King's stomach. Which made Vania confused, the flat expression shown by the King. It was as if the fruit did not have the slightest asem taste.

"Is your tongue also in trouble, King? You don't even know that this fruit tastes asem, so asem!" murmured Vania while scratching her temple.

"Then, what about the pain in your head? Has the pain decreased?"

"It's still sick, but it's not as bad as it was in the hospital."

Vania sat next to the King then leaned on the man's shoulder the same as usual. The king, who had seemed to be calmly enjoying the fruit, suddenly covered his nose with both hands and looked at Vania with a sour look.

"Vania darling! What perfume are you using? The smell is so bad, can you stay away from me a little bit?" the King suddenly.

Vania's eyes are perfectly rounded. He did not expect that the King would say that to him. Vania immediately got up and stayed away from the man with an annoyed face.

He tried to smell his scent and nothing seemed strange. Even the smell of expensive perfume is still clearly smelled.

"Yesterday the head, this morning your tongue and now your nose are in trouble, King! You better find a doctor who can solve your problem, I'm already dizzy!" get out of that room.

Vania who was very upset, moved her feet quickly towards the main hall. His mouth continued to grumble and swore violently. He was so upset that the King had said he smelled.

When Vania passed one of the servants, she asked the waiter to smell her scent. And it turned out to be true, there was nothing wrong with him. For the fault lies with the King and the man's sense of smell.

After Vania's death, the King remained engrossed in himself. He continued to put the sweet fruit into his stomach. A few minutes later, the man's face suddenly changed.

"Gosh, my stomach!" screeched at the man while tightly holding his stomach.

In haste, the King entered the bathroom and stayed in there for a while.

"Geez! What Vania said came true," the King muttered while enduring the pain in his stomach.

Not enough to get there, now the King's stomach is more turbulent and makes the man have to drain his stomach out of the mouth.

No one knew that the King was in deep trouble in the room. Even Vania was still reluctant to return to her luxurious room.

"Vania, help me! Anybody, please help me," said the defenseless King in the room.

Hueek!

Again the King took out his entrails and made his power completely exhausted.

"Farra .. gosh, why did I call that girl's name?" between conscious and not.

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