The Lord's Concubine
The King's Beloved Wife

Upon arrival in the room, Farra sat on the edge of her shabby bed staring at the little sister who was still asleep. He rubbed the top of Aksa's head and then kissed her.

The words uttered by Nurmala just made Farra remember her past memories. Five years ago, when the mother died after giving birth to Aksa, Farra and her baby sister were handed over to Nurmala.

Nurmala was the only close relative owned by Farra and Aksa at the time. Nurmala is the wife of Mr. Ferdy, the older sister of Farra's mother who also died a few years before Farra's mother.

Farra took a deep breath and tried to be sincere with what had happened. After all, Nurmala was a kind woman, who was willing to accept her and her sister.

Slowly Farra wiped away the tears still streaming down her cheeks. The attention of the beautiful girl was again focused on the plastic piggy bank she still held. He opened the duct tape that covered the hole at the bottom of the piggy bank, then took out all the money that was left in there.

Farra splashed the money beside her shabby mattress. Farra looked sadly at the money sheets. He was confused, where else he had to find money for the entrance fee of Aksa's school which is only a few months away.

He began to get the sheets of money and lucky Farra can still pay the monthly tuition of Aksa's delinquent school for two months.

"At least I can still pay Aksa's monthly money. About the cost of entering the school later, hopefully God gives us more fortune and I can collect it little by little."

Farra put the money under the mattress, then she began to lay her tired body and try to sleep.

Meanwhile in the King's luxurious residence.

"Vania, where are you going?" asked the King to a beautiful woman who was just 25 years old.

A top model whose name has soared after marrying Arka King Sanjaya. His skyrocketing career was of course due to the interference of a King.

"There's still work that I haven't finished, honey and I have to go again" she said, polishing her lips with maroon-colored lipstick, in line with the dress she was wearing.

The king approached Vania then looked at the woman's reflection from inside the mirror.

"What are you really after from your career, Vania? Is the wealth I have not enough? The money you make from darting around in front of the camera hugging your friend is just a little bit of my fingernail," said the King with a cold face staring at Vania, the woman who has been his wife for two years.

"Oh come on, honey! Don't say it like that. Didn't you promise that you will always support my career? It's not a matter of money, King. This is my world, I love my career and I hope you can understand" said Vania who now stands right in front of the King as she poked her hand against the cold man's neck.

The king brushed off the two arms of Vania that were coiled around her nape then moved away from the woman.

Vania came back to the man and tried to persuade him. He hugged the King from behind while talking in his spoiled style.

"Don't be angry, dear. I promise I'll be home soon tonight."

The king exhaled heavily and turned around and returned the arms of Vania, the woman who had already managed to control his heart.

"Alright, but promise me that you'll be home soon."

"Yes, I promise!"

Vania placed a warm kiss on the King's lips and the King immediately replied. For a moment the couple was swept away in their wild kiss. Until finally Vania broke up and ended their hugs and hot kisses.

"Yes, baby. I love you" said Vania as she grabbed her bag and stepped out of their room.

"Love you too, Vania."

Now the King is back alone in the luxurious and super large room. He dropped his body onto the King Size sized bed while staring at the ceiling of the room.

Suddenly there was a sweet smile of a Farra in his memory, and it upset him. His cold face now looks red.

"Just wait for the play date, Farra. I'll make you suffer for life!" muttered the King while grinning cunningly.

The king confirmed the position of his body and after feeling more comfortable, he tried to close his eyes. However, just as he was about to dissolve in dreamland, suddenly the painful shadow flashed back in his head. Where his father and mother died at about the same time.

The King's eyes, which had been getting sleepy, were now wide open. Those beautiful eyes look teary. The pain re-established his heart.

"Enough! I have to get that damn girl right away! As long as I can't avenge my heartache on that girl, as long as that's my life will never be quiet."

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