Trapped by Love The Dishwasher
Meet the Big Boss

In a luxurious three-story house, a little girl was sulking. He does not want to be fed by anyone. It's been a week since the father's departure to neighboring Malaysia that he behaved like that. Madam Ratih as the oma of the little girl had run out of ways to persuade her to want breakfast.

As long as his son is in the country people every day the son will stand bye in front of the camera to accompany his daughter breakfast, lunch or dinner. If it wasn't like that the little girl would definitely go on a hunger strike. Like this morning, Ina the baby sitter has used various ways to persuade the princess to want breakfast, so even with Mrs Ratih she has run out of ways to persuade her beloved granddaughter. Nil, the way both of them did not produce results.

Last night his son called if this morning could not accompany his little daughter to breakfast because he had to immediately review the project with his business partner and would go straight to the airport to return to the homeland. He left after dawn prayers local time so could not contact his daughter this morning.

"Honey come on, now your dad's probably on a plane last night saying he's coming home today. Later in the afternoon we will meet at your Papimu restaurant" Mrs Ratih again persuaded her granddaughter to eat.

"really?" the grandson immediately stopped crying, his face turned cheerful. Binar was happy because he would soon meet the papi radiated from his eyes. He finally had breakfast before going to school. Everyone who watched the drama of the princess in the morning breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiana Nafeeza Malik is the only granddaughter of the El-Malik family. The daughter of young lord Arzan Ravindra Malik, the only son of El-Malik the owner of El-Malik Group. The son is the sole heir of the El-Malik Group business empire which has now officially become the president in the business empire engaged in hospitality, restaurants and supermarkets. Its branches mushroomed in almost every major city in Indonesia.

After the death of his father due to a plane crash, El-Malik Group was officially led by young master Arzan and the business empire was growing under his leadership. Arzan is currently handling the project of opening a branch of his restaurant in Malaysia.

Being a single parent has been lived Arzan since five years ago. Mitha Pradipta's wife had to leave because she was bleeding heavily while giving birth to the fruit of their love. Arzan saw for himself the struggle Mitha gave birth to her baby and immediately unconscious shortly after the sound of baby crying.

Arzan panicked, he saw with his own eyes how Mitha was bleeding profusely and at that moment also took her last breath. His last message was to take care of his newborn and to ask Arzan to love and love the baby as Arzan loved and loved him.

Since then Arzan has promised to love and love the baby girl he named Qiana Nafeeza Malik. He will look after her with all his soul and body as the most precious memories his beloved wife left behind. The woman who accompanied him from his first semester of college until he successfully completed his master's education abroad. Mitha faithfully waited for him, until the time came Arzan returned to their homeland and held a marriage.

Since then Arzan has never been close to any woman. His life for five years was really dedicated only to the princess and her company, the rest of Arzan ignored. Not a few friends or business partners who volunteered to be his wife and became a mother continued from Qiana, but Arzan always refused on the grounds that the princess did not approve.

Arzan's closeness with the princess makes Qiana just want to be with him. The mother and her baby sitter were the closest people besides her while with the others Qiana was very hard to accept and very restrictive of herself. The circumstances of his daughter like that make Arzan difficult, he really should be able to take advantage of the time, divide it appropriately between the princess and the company no one neglected. And it was clearly the princess who was his priority. At such times Arga, his personal assistant and best friend, becomes the most reliable person to handle all his business in the company.

While elsewhere...

A week passed, Tiara lived her days happily. At eight o'clock in the morning he was at the restaurant, until he came home when the restaurant closed. His college is still on holiday, this one week he actually used to make money. He works two shifts at once. Expect to pay tuition fees that stay one semester.

"Good morning" Tiara's friend Rianti comes to say hello, they meet in the employee's special room to change clothes.

Since a week ago their meeting Tiara and Rianti are getting more familiar. Rianti's a supple and friendly girl. Coming from an ordinary family made him have to work hard to help finance his younger siblings. His father, who worked as an online ojeg, died three years ago in an accident.

Since then Rianti has had to be willing to stop his education that has been in college level one, he works to help the mother meet the needs of their daily lives. Rianti's younger brother who was still in elementary school and junior high school when his father died more in need of fees for his school needs. Rianti was the one who relented until finally it was almost two years he worked as a dishwasher in this restaurant.

Feeling the same fate, Tiara and Rianti become more familiar. Tiara is grateful when friends who have always been with him away, God presents a figure who really accepts him as he is. Can we not judge the earnestness of a friend when we are in distress? they stay or choose to leave. Friends who remain are true friends.

"Pagi" Tiara replied, confirming her slightly tangled headscarf after changing clothes. She changed clothes without taking off her headscarf.

Tiara noticed that something was different from Rianti, a smile constantly expanding on her lips. Occasionally even Rianti kicked making Tiara curious and finally he asked convey his curiosity what is with the moans.

"Happy really, so the more beautiful" Tiara tried her pointy chin Rianti who was staring at her reflection in the mirror. Tiara had already changed her clothes and was ready to start work. She waited for Rianti who was still tidying up her hair. Lock it high to make it more flexible to move.

"Obviously today we payday" said Rianti happily, fortunately in the room there were only the two of them. Kitchen cleaning workers receive a wage from their work once a week. Sometimes they also get additional bonuses when restaurant visitors are more crowded than usual. Weekend is usually a tiring day for all, visitors are always crowded in the restaurant.

"Oh yeah? how could I forget yes" Tiara asked herself.

"Eating work is time not too fussy until you forget your day mah" mocked Rianti, since he knew Tiara his new friend was always working with focus, always working with focus, doing what is his duty without caring about anything else around him. Tiara simply smiled in response to the ridicule of her best friend. His mind is now bright, designing a plan what will do after payday later.

"Come, we're executing today. Spirit" Rianti brandished his clenched hand into the air, with the spirit of four-five grabbing Tiara's hand to follow what she was doing and out of the place where they changed clothes.

"Consideration!" A strong voice of a woman stopped the activities of the workers who just a few minutes ago started his work. Three male employees and four female employees in the dishwasher stopped their activities. Wash your hands and immediately go out to the place where the woman who is none other than Anggia, the person in charge of the cleanliness section in the restaurant.

"Hurry now!" Anggia asked all workers to speed up his pace. Usually there is an important thing that will be conveyed by him if he suddenly told to gather like this.

"Everything, listen carefully" the entire janitor consisting of seven people in the kitchen and six people cleaning service has lined up neatly according to the instructions of Anggia, the leader.

"Today the big boss and his family will come and have lunch here. Be prepared, make sure everything is perfect. I don't want anything less than a little thing. Make sure all areas of the restaurant are clean and comfortable, and you" Anggia pointed towards the Tiara line

"Make sure you wash all kitchen utensils very clean and prepare the best tableware for the big boss and his family, understand!" Anggia stared cynically at Tiara, from the start she had never shown a friendly face to Tiara. Tiara only nodded with a friendly smile as her eyes met the sharp eyes of Anggia.

Towards lunch everyone seemed busy preparing the place and so on to welcome the presence of a big boss and his family who will have lunch at this restaurant.

As Adzan reverberated, Tiara immediately stopped his activities. Take off the gloves that wrap his hands while washing dishes. He asked permission to pray first and they would take turns to do so.

Tiara finished praying back to her work. This time the work is quite a lot, this is a decent weekend if more and more visitors not to mention two Alphard cars that are neatly mowed down in the owner's special parking area indicating that the boss and his family have arrived.

While Tiara was washing her last plate before the break, suddenly the girl who was about five years old was holding the clothes Tiara was wearing. She requested that Tiara carry her, she could wash her hands in the wastapel where she was washing dishes.

"Sweet, if you want to wash your hands there. Here's the dishwasher dear" point Tiara towards a special wastapel washing hands, but answered with a headband by the child.

"Yes, here Brother help" Tiara held the daughter and helped wash her hands.

"Thank you" the very smart girl thanked me,

"Same beautiful, idih gemes very deh. You're so funny, what's his name?"

"Qia, my name is Qia" the girl replied appropriately to Tiara's question.

"Then you return the same to your family huh, Big Brother wants to pray first" Tiara told Qia to return to the origin, she lowered Tiara down to want to return. Tiara was convinced that the girl was one of the restaurant guests.

"Where are you going?" the little girl asked back.

"No prayer" Tiara answered honestly.

"I want to come" Qia insisted on going where Tiara was going. Tiara tried to give Qia some understanding, she was afraid her family was looking. But Qia remained on his stance.

Finally, Tiasa relented, allowing Qia to follow him to a small mosque in the backyard of the restaurant and pray. He took turns with Rianti to rest. Rianti who was not praying told Tiara to rest first. When finished, as usual Tiara will eat his lunch in the garden beside the mushala. White rice with sweet corn stir-fry and egg ceplok became the lunch menu Tiara today.

Tiara had offered Qia many times to be delivered back to her parents but Qia was unmoved she followed Tiara. Tiara also resignedly let the little boy do what he wanted. Qia followed Tiara, even asking that Tiara bribe her. As they became more familiar, Qia told him what she had experienced today at school while continuing to feed Tiara. Every now and then they were adorned with jokes and laughter. Tiara who is so fond of children is not difficult for her to familiarize herself.

Tiara and Qia were still joking, Tiara's lunch had mostly moved into Qiana's stomach.

"Qiana!" the baritone voice of someone stopped their activity. Sontak Qiana and Tiara turned their heads towards the source of the voice. A man with a tall stature, handsome and dignified looking middle-rigged waist looked towards them. There was no friendly smile that would add to the man's good looks that there was a serious face, even his jaw was firmly hardened, his face flushed withstanding anger looking sharply at Tiara.

"Arga, take care of the woman!" yelling at the assistant, he immediately picked up Qiana and left the sculpting Tiara, confused as to what exactly. Behind the man were many people standing with tense faces, including Anggia who was staring intently full of anger towards him.