Trapped by Love The Dishwasher
He's mine

At exactly twelve o'clock Suang Tiara had already walked out of the office where she was interning. He had permission in advance to his manager to be able to work half a day today, fortunately the meeting with the board of directors went smoothly and could be completed in accordance with the specified time, the marketing division that Tiara occupied again became the division with the most satisfactory reports and of course it was all because there was Tiara's interference in the preparation of reports that were easier to understand.

Tiara was standing right in front of her office waiting for her online ojek order through the app on her phone.

"Master, it looks like Tiara. Want to stop or continue?" having Tiara standing in front of the company lobby Arga tells Arzan as they exit the main director's special parking lot, Arzan's current agenda is to meet with clients over lunch.

There was no reply from Arzan, he straightened his back and looked at Tiara who was standing with a bag on his back and in his hand carrying a goodie bag that had no idea what it contained.

Arzan frowned, seeing as if Tiara was going home not to go to lunch or just fill a break.

Arzan did not have time to answer, suddenly the online taxi Tiara's order had stopped right in front of the girl.

"Where is he going?" Arzan asked Arga, again,

"Do we need to follow, sir?" Arga offered Arzan a choice that he almost embraced, but he realized that today he would go to a lunch meeting with his business partners to talk about their important cooperation.

"You think I don't have a job until I have to follow the girl?" said Arzan ketus, he turned his face when he saw clearly Tiara smiled at the older brother who ordered him then climbed on the motorcycle after first receiving the helmet from the driver and wearing it.

"Cihh" Arzan even screeched as he turned his face away.

"Okay sir, forgive me" Arga replied with a dikulum smile, she knew her master was too prestigious to admit it.

"You just find out where the girl is going at work like this" Arzan said in a loud voice.

"Okay sir" replied Arga as she drove her car out of the office area, shortly after the online taxi that was boarded by Tiara had already driven.

Thirty minutes from the time it took Tiara to get to Qiana's school, the crowd had been clearly visible since the school gate, and a welcome banner was unfolded at the school's main gate.

Tiara got off her online ojek, entering the gate on foot. Some people seemed to be glancing towards him, several times even Tiara had to stop her path and cover to the edge due to the multiple cars that entered simultaneously into the school area, in the parking area has also lined up luxury cars and various brands.

"Assalamu'alaikum, good day ma'am! Please fill out the attendance list first" one of the teachers on duty at the front of the hall greeted Tiara kindly and asked her to fill out the attendance list.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, thank you Master" Tiara replied with a friendly smile. He also searched for Qiana's name based on the alphabet.

"Was Qiana's mother?" the teacher asked in a friendly manner, Tiara looked up.

"I'm his guardian, his father has not been able to come and ask me to come first to replace him" Tiara replied, seeking as natural an answer as possible. It was impossible if she said that she was Qiana's constant mother or Mr. Arzan's famous wife.

"Well Mother, please enter and occupy the seat that has been provided" said another teacher who is both serving as a guest recipient.

Tiara entered the door of the hall as directed, she circulated a gaze looking for the seat she was about to occupy. Several couples who were the parents of the students already seemed to fill the seats. Those present were husband and wife couples.

Tiara chose to sit in a row of back seats but because of her stair-like position, Tiara was still able to clearly see the entire stage where Qiana was performing.

"Please note, the show will begin" a formal suit host neatly took the stage with a mic in his hand, notifying all of the attendees that the event was about to begin.

It had been almost an hour of formal events containing the opening and the celebrations were running. Tiara was still sitting alone in the back row of seats. At the end of the row of seats where Tiara sat there was a man who also sat alone listening to all the events with focus.

Arriving at the event he was waiting for, Tiara prepared to take out a love-shaped paper with a handle she made from a thirty-centimeter long ruler, which she made, on the thick paper in the form of love it is inscribed with capital letters "QIANA, YOU ARE THE BEST".

Tiara cheered loudly as Qiana's name was summoned as one of the choir's participants. Tiara cheerfully brandished the love-shaped paper she was carrying that was getting up to Qiana to know her whereabouts. Without Tiara noticing, all her behavior had since attracted the attention of the man who was sitting at the end of the row of chairs. The man even had time to stand up to make sure that the writing was printed on the paper that Tiara was pointing at.

"Good day Miss, may I sit here?" unbeknownst to Tiara the man was already beside her and was sitting casually just a seat away from her,

"Good day, please master" Tiara replied briefly, she turned her eyes back to the stage, clapping back in spirit as she heard Qiana sing some of the lyrics of the song by herself.

"Are you ready for the boy?" suddenly the man's voice turned back his gaze, Tiara turned to the side where the man was making sure that the man actually asked her

"Well, aren't there just the two of us in this row of back chairs?" the man answered Tiara's question by again asking,

"That kid?" Tiara was confused by the man's question, though,

"Qiana Nafeeza Malik" is the man,

"I.m... " Tiara hesitates to tell the truth if she is the young girl's mother, but Tiara is reluctant to say she is Tiara's nanny.

"Eumm..oke, then I introduce myself first" interrupted the man who then reached into his wallet took a business card and gave it to Tiara, who was not involved in the incident,

"Nathan, you can call me Nathan" the man who offered his card said his name while holding a business card that Tiara never took.

"Okay Mr. Nathan" without taking the business card, Tiara nodded her head.

"Here, my business card" Nathan held up his business card right in front of Tiara,

"Sorry sir, we've met. I think I don't need your business card anymore" replied Tiara who only took a quick glance at Nathan, his gaze again focused on the stage where Qiana returned to sing some of the lyrics of the song she was carrying alone.

"I'm rejected?" nathan said with a faint smile on his lips,

"Sorry Master" Tiara replied with a smile but remained with her gaze lowered,

"Sweet" Nathan murmured in his heart,

"Then what's your relationship with Qiana?" Nathan did not give up, he continued to pry information from the girl who had just rejected his business card, he even tilted his body more and more looking at Tiara who remained facing straight towards the stage without even turning his head towards her,

"I'm Nanny Qiana's nanny" because of feeling uneasy with Nathan continuing to look at her from the side, Tiara finally opened her voice. Hoping that the man would get back away from her, but her guess was wrong.

"Ouh, alright" Nathan replied, turning his back to the stage and remaining seated in a chair close to Tiara, only being blocked by one seat because Tiara had kept her bag there.

Tiara remained facing towards the stage looking at Qiana who was about to take the stage finished her maiden appearance, ignoring anything that made her uncomfortable. The focus was on Qiana, Tiara knew that the man who claimed to be named Nathan had been stealing eyes from earlier.

"You don't want to know who I am?" Nathan again tried to familiarize himself with Tiara, he felt that Tiara was a pretty unique girl, interesting to him.

Tiara turned her head back, "Master Nathan right?" tiara answered again straightening her eyes waiting for the appearance of Tiara who will read An-Naba's letter.

"Oh right, I'm Nathan" he said with a grinning smile,

"I mean you don't want to know I'm ready Qiana?" ask Nathan again,

"Indeed the reason you came here for Miss Qiana?" Tiara asked back, though,

"Of course, and now my reason is even more why it's here" Nathan replied still with a smile on his lips,

"Oh" Tiara is just a jolt,

"You want to know another reason why I'm here?" Nathan frowned when he heard Tiara only answer oh only,

Tiara shook her head, making Nathan even more curious about the girl before him, it turned out that his charm did not work for this girl, Nathan's inner self.

"You.." Nathan's speech paused when someone's bass voice rang out from behind them,

"You've always been interested in mine, Nathan"