Trapped by Love The Dishwasher
Three Days Feels Three Weeks

The hour hand showed at nine o'clock in the evening. Arzan entered his room breathing with relief. The princess was finally willing to eat and sleep after a video call with Tiara long enough.

Patiently, Tiara accompanied Qiana to eat and pray, one hour after, Qiana closed her eyes with a soft snoring that began to sound.

Arzan dropped his body on a soft mattress that had been more than five years he had lived alone, Qiana sometimes did like to ask to sleep with him but Arzan always moved it when the princess was asleep.

Arzan gently rubbed the bed full of memories, the departure of the wife while struggling to give birth to her daughter made Arzan promise to himself to make Mitha as the occupant of his heart forever.

But now Arzan's mind and heart seem to be at war between maintaining what he has determined with what his heart has lately felt.

Arzan sat leaning against the headboard of his bed. His hand was still wiping the empty place beside him, Mitha's shadow came back, the good memories of the two of them were still clearly recorded in his mind.

Arzan closed his eyes, without feeling his tears flowing down his cheeks. In his own moment of remembrance all about his togetherness with Mitha was a medicine to cure his longing.

Arzan does not deny if all this time he felt lonely, as a normal man lies if he never tormented in passing the nights with solitude.

But his love and determination for his late wife has always been Arzan's reason for staying. For him, Mitha's sacrifice was far greater than what he was currently experiencing. It would be unfair if he had to give up.

"Honey, I've taken good care of our daughter, may you be happy there" Arzan spoke himself staring at the picture of the wife framed beautifully on a small table beside his bed.

Arzan hugged the picture frame tightly in his chest, his eyes he closed hoping to fall asleep soon and meet his wife even though only in a dream.

The night crept late, the silence gripped. But for some reason Arzan's eyes were still reluctantly closed, he opened his eyes again as the sound of clockwork seconds on the walls of his room increasingly clearly sounded in the ears.

Arzan saved the picture frame he hugged onto the table. He decided to take the usual drinking water that was available near his bed. But this time, the glass was empty.

At first glance Arzan stared at the sofa that Tiara used to sleep on, he took a deep breath as he felt something empty in his heart.

Arzan came down from his bed, usually he did not have to bother moving when thirsty at night like this because Tiara had prepared drinking water near his bed, but not tonight.

Degs...Arzan held his chest in shock as he opened the door of Bi Asih's room already standing in front of the door.

"Sorry Den" said Bi Asih who felt guilty for seeing Arzan so shocked when he saw him,

"What is aunt doing here?" he asked, with a face that still left his shock.

"Sorry Den, aunty only wants to deliver drinking water for Aden, before leaving non Tiara ask aunt to prepare it before Aden sleeps" explained Bi Asih answering Arzan's question.

"Oh, then let me take it. Thanks bi, now I'd better get some sleep" Arzan picked up a tray containing a large bottle of water and an empty glass complete with a lid.

"Den, the empty glass let aunt take it to the kitchen" bi Asih pointed to one hand Arzan holding an empty glass, initially Arzan was willing to go down to the kitchen to get drinking water.

"Yes bi, this. Thank you bi, good rest" Arzan also handed the empty glass to bi Asih,

"Good night, Den. Aden also immediately rest yes, sleep well, take care of health" bi Asih who has been very long serving in the family El-Malik already very well know how the character of his employer's son.

Bi Asih could see that these few days his young master looked agitated and uninspired. Bi Asih can distinguish if Arzan like that surely because there are many things he thinks. Unfortunately bi Asih can only pay attention without daring to ask whether the cause of the child of his employer that looks so restless.

"Thank you, Bi" Arzan said, ending their conversation at the doorstep.

Bi Asih turned her body and stepped away leaving Arzan who was still standing to see the departure of the middle-aged woman.

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Morning greeting, I looked at the dawn adhan sounding melodious in the ears. Inviting people to return to their lives, welcoming the new day begins by facing the Creator to live the day with hope and joy.

Arzan blinked his eyes gathering his consciousness. Entering the bathroom before starting the activity.

"You have everything ready" Arzan again got a surprise when the morning entered the dressing room in his room, Tiara difficult to prepare all his needs to be used for the next three days,

Tok.dok....

Just as Arzan was about to open the door of his room, someone was heard knocking on the door.

"What's up, An?" asked Arzan after the door was wide open because he was going out for breakfast,

"Sorry Master, under Non Qiana going back on hunger strike and sulking" Ana told the morning state in the dining room, Arzan rushed down the stairs to meet the princess in the dining room. And the morning drama that will make Arzan feel the dizziness again seven roving began.

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Three days passed, this holiday Arzan has no agenda. He purposely empties it just like before Tiara's presence in his house.

The absence of Tiara on this Sunday makes Arzan must anticipate by staying at home to accompany Qiana and obey the wishes of the princess who usually asks for a walk or just playing in the back garden.

The presence of Tiara makes Arzan free with his time to work, he is no longer confused about having to divide the time between work and the princess. Previously it was not uncommon for Arzan to even have to postpone important meetings when the princess wanted his presence.

Arzan lived his routine like that for almost five years, but because of his promise to the house wife Arzan never complained. He was so guarding Qiana and making sure if the princess was always a top priority.

Since Tiara was present she was very helped, the burden on her shoulders seemed to decrease a lot and it made Arzan relieved. He was more focused when working because he believed the princess was in good condition and happy with Tiara who he had paid with a fantastic nominal until he was finally willing to marry the dishwasher girl she works part-time as a babysitter at the request of the princess and her mother

But the three days Tiara's departure again made her world change because of the drama Qiana made. Starting from not wanting to eat, insomnia, leaving school not excited even tend to be reluctant until the drama of Qiana strike learning at school has made Arzan completely overwhelmed, he said, in addition, it was also because in his heart felt a sense that he thought was still difficult to interpret.

Arzan also thought that the existence of a Tiara was very influential in the life of his family. Including his mind that was always at war when in his heart felt a longing for the girl, the three days he had gone through really felt three weeks without Tiara.

"Boss.." Arga's arrival, his friend and assistant was not realized Arzan. He was still a henchman in his daydream, even though Arga had been there long enough.

"Mr Arzan.." this time Arga called with a high enough intonation to make Arzan finally realized from his daydream. Not without reason Arga did that, he was just caught off guard because the previous calls were not made by Arzan,

"What the hell are you, making a surprise early in the morning?" jolt Arzan while splashing water towards Arga, who is taken from the pool with his hands. This morning Arzan was enjoying the warm morning sun on the edge of the pool behind his luxury house,

"Lu the fuck, early in the morning gini was daydreaming" reply Arga no less fierce, he knew that since the departure of Tiara boss was very troubled, he knew,

"Thinking who else went yes Boss, if kangen talk dong boss" Arga teases Arzan ended with a laugh that is so satisfied, so happy,

"Damn you" Arzan again cursed his best friend while punching his shoulder,

"Hahahaha...still prestige yes Boss, message me not long ago boss prestige doi really go away you know. Do you want to see the postings on the apprentice student group?" Arga reached into his pants pocket to pick up the phone,

"What?" ask Arzan curiously. Arga also opened a chat room on his flat screen, his,

"It!" Arga showed a photo on his phone that managed to make Arzan's eyes perfectly round and face reddened and hands clenched with anger.