The Lord's Concubine
Talaqs

Inevitably, Vania must also want to. And with his hands still trembling, he signed the divorce papers that the King had just given him.

After signing the divorce papers, Vania walked up to the King and handed the divorce papers back to him.

"It! You are now free, King. I'm not who you are anymore and we don't have anything to do now" Vania said with trembling lips.

The king grabbed the divorce papers that had been signed by Vania from the woman's own hands and then placed them on the sofa. He rose from his seat and now he stands facing each other with his ex-wife.

"Vania, today I divorce you. And since today we have no relationship anymore. I hope there won't be any grudges between us, even if our relationship is over."

The talaq sentence that the King said made Vania's chest feel tight. He couldn't even hold back his tears from seeping.

"Thank you, King. Thank you for being my companion for the past few years. And thank you for everything, too" Vania said, wiping away tears and trying to smile at her ex-husband.

The king returned Vania's smile even though it looked so forced. "Yes, me too, Vania. I thank you for being willing to accompany my days for these few years."

Vania nodded her head slowly, then turned her body. Just a few steps he stepped his feet, suddenly Vania turned back and hugged the King tightly while crying hysterically.

"I will surely miss our togetherness, King. I will definitely miss your laughter and laughter as before" said Vania in between sobs. This time Vania was telling the truth from the bottom of her heart.

The king returned Vania's embrace then gently stroked the woman's back. There was no reply from the man, but from the look on his face, the King was sad. However, he could no longer maintain his household with the woman.

After breaking her embrace, Vania stepped away. And this time he actually left the luxurious residence of the King. He tried to strengthen his heart and prepare for a new life, without King, Zian, or anyone else.

A few weeks later.

"Hallo, Lord King. We've managed to figure out where Miss Farra and her sister live now."

The king smiled in satisfaction after hearing a speech from someone across the phone. The man he intentionally ordered to search for Farra's whereabouts after Leo was fired.

The king was very happy because what he had been waiting for all this time finally sounded as well. The happy news finally reached his ears.

"Of course, Lord King. All this time our reconnaissance had absolutely no one to suspect. But ... do you know who has been their protector all this time?"

The king knitted his two eyebrows while thinking. The person who first came to his mind was Ivan, his former assistant who chose to resign.

"Who? Is he Ivan?" ask King.

"Yes, one of them is Ivan. But, that man is only his right hand, Lord King. Because the one who's been Miss Farra's fortress is Mr. Zian Hanif Abqary, your cousin."

The King's eyes widened after hearing the words of his men. He still could not believe what he had just heard.

"Zian! Ta-but how could it? Since when did Farra know Zian and how did they get to know each other?!" screeched the King with a panicked face.

"I'm sorry, sir. For that one, I don't know the answer. For sure Miss Farra was always being watched by that man."

"Alright, alright. You guys keep monitoring their activities and wait for my next order."

"Good, Sir."

After disconnecting the call, the King returned his phone to the desk. The man's face turned red and he was very angry after learning that his wife and future children were in Zian's grasp.

"Damn it!" swear the King while hitting his desk very hard.

"How did Zian find the girl? Does he want revenge on me because I took Vania from him?! And now he wants to take Farra and also my baby-to-be to avenge her?! Nope, no! This cannot be allowed" said the King with a disheveled face.

The king paced around in the room while continuing to think. Thinking about how to get Farra back to him and leave Zian.

"I'm sure this must be Ivan's doing! She must have given Farra to Zian and told him that Farra was my young wife." Conjecture for conjecture kept coming out of the King's mind and so many questions in his brain without any answer.