Trapped by Love The Dishwasher
There's an Unusual Taste

A soothing morning view. It was not in vain that Arzan chose to be home this morning. Usually Sunday mornings if there are no important meetings, he will choose to start his day off by playing tennis with his friends before spending time with his only daughter.

But last night he canceled his tennis schedule, want to spend more time with his beloved daughter because since the presence of Tiara as an additional caregiver she has very rarely bothered with the whining of the princess and Arzan apparently missed it.

For a long time he had not seen the princess laughing so loosely. He was looking at the princess in the garden next to the house from her bedroom balcony on the second floor. Arzan saw with his own eyes Qiana laughed so loosely because of the simple thing that Tiara presented. I do not know what was told by the nanny of his daughter that made the princess so happy and laughed loosely. Arzan had never seen his daughter like that before.

This holiday Tiara deliberately came early in the morning to the residence of the El-Malik family. At the request of her little employer, Tiara requested that she prepare the princess breakfast as she wished. Tiara happily agreed, she shifted her shift at the restaurant to daytime. Usually if it was a Sunday he would overtime two shifts at once from morning to night, but not for today.

Long enough Arzan looked at the two of them, he did not even realize that his gaze had now turned to his daughter's nanny. Every move of Tiara's movements could not be separated from her gaze, she was as if she was recording everything she saw back then in her memories. Both corners of his lips lifted up perfectly, a sweet smile was painted on his handsome face.

The presence of someone driving a black Civic sedan shifted his gaze. Arzan frowned with the presence of his assistant in the early morning like this. If the job business is usually Arga will first contact him.

Arzan was curious, he went into his room and took a cell phone from the small table beside his bed that had been disilent since last night. No, there were no messages or calls from Arga on his phone.

Arzan again walked towards the balcony of his room and how surprised he was, the beautiful scenery in the morning that made his mood very good turned into something unsettling. How not, Arzan saw Arga sitting right beside Tiara opposite to Qiana who was being fed by the girl. Without hesitation Arga even helped Tiara wipe away the leftover food in the area of her daughter's mouth. At first glance they look like a small family on vacation.

Arzan turned his body, stepping immediately back into the room. He dropped his body quite hard on the sofa in his room. Arzan breathed his breath rough. There was something that suddenly made his chest feel tight.

Ever since declaring herself to love Tiara, Agra has been more and more intensely showing her concern despite the lack of a counter-statement that has come out of Tiara's lips as if she doesn't care . Arga increasingly asked Tiara news through whatsapp messages. Every morning Arga even offers to pick Tiara up but is always politely rejected by the girl. Arga understood, Tiara a different girl seemed like she would need quite a long struggle if she wanted to reach her heart.

"Aboutly beautiful boy ate it" Arga rubbed Qiana's head, a little anxious to see the beautiful girl eating her voraciously.

"Yes dong Om, the chicken porridge is really good. Om want? guaranteed to be addicted, chicken porridge made by uenakkk tenan.." the little girl who will soon occupy the elementary school was also answered at length. He gave an expression with a very adorable face, describing how delicious the porridge he was eating from the mouthful of Tiara. Not forgetting the two thumbs up he pinned on the sidelines of his expression.

"Can?" Arga who was made anxious because of the cute and adorable expression of Qiana was curious as to what kind of porridge Tiara made.

"Boleh dong, beautiful sister will make it a lot. Make me, make papi, make oma, make Ana, make everything. If you want to take it yourself to the kitchen. Don't ask for me" Qiana again chattered cheerfully. He even covered his bowl of chicken porridge held by Tiara for fear that Arga would take it.

"Hahahaa.." Arga's laughter broke, he grew increasingly anxious with Qiana's behavior who thought that she would ask for the girl's porridge. It made his jail idea appear instantly.

"But the omm wants the porridge to have Qiana, want to be bribed also the same beautiful sister" Arga spoke without hesitation, in addition to teasing Qiana he also wanted to see Tiara's reaction.

Tiara looked to the side. He saw that Arga was showing a sulking face towards Qiana. Knowing that Tiara turned her head towards him, Arga glanced, blinking one eye at Tiara. Sontak Tiara rounded her eyes giving a sharp look to Arga who was only avenged by the man.

"Sucks", Tiara's inner.

"No way, Om can not ask bribe with beautiful sister, beautiful sister can only bribe Qia. Om Arga asked Ms. Ana to nyuapin" Qiana was no less sulking making Arga more chuckling.

At the same time Ana comes to ask Qiana to clean up immediately.

"Mbak Ana, Om Arga wanted to be bribed with chicken porridge with Mbak Ana" cried Qiana as she saw Ana approaching towards them.

"Huh?" Ana who knew nothing was shocked to hear Qiana's strange request.

"Haha...." Arga increasingly could not help but laugh Qiana's expression.

"Eheumm .." Arga's laughter stopped at the hearing of Deheman from a stranger to Arga. He also looked at the source of the voice.

"Boss.." he said casually, he did not move a bit from where he had been sitting from the beginning next to Tiara.

"Darling, is breakfast?" regardless of Arga's greeting, Arzan spoke looking fixedly at the princess who was enjoying the last chicken lathe feed from Tiara's hand. At a glance Arzan glanced at Tiara who looked down to clean the bowl that still had a little chicken pulp left.

"In the meantime Papi, I finished his chicken porridge first" with a mouthful of Qiana spoke, saying, he pointed his finger at his mouth that was starting to empty asking Tiara with the look of his eyes to feed the chicken porridge that was still left in his spoon.

"Come on Non, now we take a bath first" Ana reached out, inviting Qiana to come with him.

"After Ana, I haven't prayed" after spending her drink Qiana refused the nanny's invitation.

Arzan frowned at hearing it, only this time he heard if the princess would pray' a before eating. During this time he was too focused on the nutritional intake of the child, forgetting about his spiritual intake.

"Alhamdulillahilladzi ath'amana wasaqana waja'alana minal muslimin" Qiana ended her prayer by rubbing both hands against her face. There was a novelty in Arzan's heart when he heard the princess pray. All this time he was too focused on what he considered to be very important. He forgot that behind what he was fighting for the princess there was something more important that he should have instilled early on: a spiritual attitude.

"But, said the beautiful sister if we do not pray before and after eating later our food is not a blessing because we eat it accompanied by the devil. Satan also takes some of our food rations, iiii......" Qiana shuddered in horror, she chattered conveying what she heard from Tiara, each would eat Tiara always reminding that until now Qiana had been used to doing it without having to be reminded.

"Yes dear" Arzan smiled when he heard the princess' words, at a glance he looked at Tiara who was still down, who was always reluctant to stare if faced with her.

"I've also been able to read do'a for mami in heaven, Papi" Qiana chatted again.

Suddenly his heart gasped to hear the princess call her mother in heaven. Arzan stared more and more fixedly at the princess, waiting for the continuation of the conversation.

"Said beautiful sister Mami in heaven has calmed down and will be happier if I always send her do'a, is it not beautiful sister?" Qiana turned her head towards Tiara she grabbed the hand of Tiara who was still grasping the spoon.

Tiara looked up, she simply replied with a smile and a nod of her head.

"Where's the prayer?" Arga who had listened carefully since then, was no less curious about the progress of religious knowledge of his boss' daughter. During this time he became one of the people who know the growth and development of his boss' daughter.

"Bismillahirrahmanirrahim, Allahummaghfirlaha warhamha, wa'afiha, wa'fu'anha. Aamiin" Qiana raised her hands back and ended up rubbing them against her face.

"Aamiin" in unison all guarantee.

Arzan stunned made, all this time he never even said the do'a for his late beloved wife. The wife he claims that his standing in his heart will never be changed, the only woman who can make him fall in love and feel the beauty of love. The woman who was worthy of conceiving her children and has now left for good with the most precious treasure for her is Qiana the fruit of love from both of them.

Until now, the age of Qiana who was about to step on the elementary school of Arzan is still reluctant to open her heart. For him there was no better woman than his late wife, beautiful, meek and patient. Waiting faithfully for him when he has to finish his studies abroad. Even after marriage, he never complained if he had to be left behind for a long time if he had to take care of his business outside the city or abroad.

The newness was growing in his chest. Watching his daughter grow and develop well made him miss his late wife even more.

"Darling, you saw that, right? our daughter is grown now. He can even pray for you now when I never taught him" Arzan murmured in his heart.

"Now Non Qiana is with Ana, bathing and beautiful grooming" Tiara's voice suddenly resuscitates Arzan from her daydream.

"Okay pretty sister, Qia take a shower first huh. Brother wait here, don't go anywhere" Qiana stood up she grabbed Ana's helping hand that would lead her.

"Om Arga wants to kidnap big sister ah" Arga's jail idea came back, he was always anxious to see Qiana's expression.

"Aaaaa...no way, beautiful sister just got me" Qiana who was about to pass with Ana back turned her body when she heard Arga's speech, said, he rushed to embrace Tiara who was about to fall because he was not ready to receive Qiana's sudden embrace. Tiara sat back in her chair, she was about to stand up when Qiana thrust her body towards Tiara. Arga reflexes held onto the garden chair that Tiara and Qiana had occupied as it was about to topple over.

Positioning them close together, even Tiara's shoulders were attached to the chest of the Arga field. Tiara was stunned in addition to being shocked due to the sudden arrival of Qiana hugging her, Tiara was embarrassed by her current position. An adorable position if captured with a camera lens. A happy little family.

"Pak Arga" Tiara realized that Arga was still reluctant to move because he was holding the chair he was sitting in held Qiana. He himself had difficulty moving because his body was squeezed by Qiana.

While Arzan was silently sculpting, seeing the scene before his eyes made his heart feel something unusual.

"What's this about? why is my heart so fucked up?" arzan murmured in his heart. He also turned his face to see Arga who never changed position. Her chest is getting tighter.