The Lord's Concubine
The Arrival of the King

"No, I'll never agree to it, King! You are mine, only mine and I will never share a husband with any woman!" upset Vania with the eyes that continue to pour profusely from both corners of her eyes.

"I'm not asking you for your opinion, Vania. This is my decision and you cannot refuse it" said the King, looking at Vania's face, who looked very upset.

"I'm not willing, King! I'm not willing!" his yell.

The king sneered cunningly. He leaned his body against the back of the chair while continuing to pay attention to his beautiful wife.

"alright. I'm offering you two options, Vania. Now you choose, I remarry or you give up your career and be a good wife and obey me. How's it?"

Vania rounded her eyes perfectly. He could not choose either of the two options offered to him by the King. He did not want the King to remarry or give up his career as a famous model.

"How, Vania?"

The king again questioned that because there was still no answer coming out of the beautiful lips of Vania.

"I can't choose either of those two options, King. Because you and my career are two of the most important things in my life. Didn't you already know about it" said Vania, sobbing.

The king exhaled heavily and then got up from his seat.

"You better think again, Vania. I'll wait for your answer later this afternoon. If you still can't choose it, then I will make your choice" he replied indifferently.

"Ta-but--"

Not yet finished Vania said, the King had already stepped out of the room with Ivan behind him.

Vania was very upset, she scattered all the neatly arranged objects on the dining table while screaming like crazy.

"Aarrh!!!"

Aprankkk!!!

Glasses, plates and various cutlery fell on the floor of the room. Fractions of glass also scattered with food and drinks arranged on the table.

Let alone caring, the King instead let Vania run amok in the room. He got into the car immediately after Ivan opened the car door for him.

The king breathed a heavy breath. He threw his eyes out with a blank look.

"My love is too big for Vania. This feeling also makes me unable to say 'No' to him. Today I want to try firmly so that I am not forever under the orders of that woman."

"You're right, sir. Being assertive is sometimes very necessary" said Ivan who is still focused on the steering wheel of his car.

"Oh yes, Ivan. Today I want to visit the girl's residence. Please set my schedule," said the King who was still staring outwards with a pushy look.

"I want to try proposing to the girl and I won't stop until I actually get her. And as for Vania, I'm sure she'll understand because my goal is to marry that girl just to avenge me" continued the King with a faint smile.

. . .

"Thank God, my cookies sold out again today" Farra said, clearing her sales pitch.

"Well, Farra. Some days your pastries are selling hard, yeah. You go home first and leave us here," seduced Mothers who sell next to her yard.

Farra smiled as she grabbed her cake basket. "Yes, Mom. Maybe this is a fortune for Farra's sister" said Farra with a cramped face.

"Farra first yes, ma'am. Bye!"

"Yes, be careful on the road huh, Farra."

Farra set foot back to Aksa's school and hoped that her younger brother would still be waiting for her arrival. Upon arrival at the place, it turns out that Aksa's lesson hours are over and all of Aksa's friends have gone home. Only Aksa was still there waiting for Farra's arrival.

With quick steps, Farra approached the gates of Aksa's school and asked permission from the security guard who was still on guard at the place.

"Aksa, here!" call Farra.

Aksa immediately got up from his seat and then ran after Farra.

"Sister Farra!"

Aksa hugged Farra and then the girl led the sister as usual to the residence of Aunt Nurmala.

"Sister, look! There's a cool car in front of Aunt Mala's house! Who's car, brother?"

"See, Deck. Farra doesn't know either."

Aksa pointed to a shiny black luxury car that was parked neatly in the front yard of the house of Aunt Nurmala. Farra's heart suddenly beat rapidly when she saw the car.

His shadow about the figure of Mr. Hendrik Arka Sanjaya again crossed his mind. Just like now, the old man's car had also been parked there.

That made Farra a little scared. He does not want the events to repeat themselves. She was forced to marry someone she never knew. Even worse, the man was married.

Slowly Farra entered the room. He saw two men in black suits sitting on the sofa with Aunt Nurmala. The face of Aunt Nurmala seems to welcome two special guests.

The trauma felt by Farra made him not want to look at the two men at all. Farra did not want to know who and what the man was going to visit the residence of Aunt Nurmala.

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