Trapped by Love The Dishwasher
Let's Do It

"When's Daddy coming home? Qiana suddenly shouted making Arzan jumped as well as Tiara,

"Hay, honey..." Arzan crouched down to greet his daughter's presence, while Tiara immediately took a few steps away with her back to them. Tiara did not want Qiana to see her in a flushed and nervous state of face.

"Daddy, when do you get home? daddy, what's mommy?"

the second question Arzan wants to avoid, he is confused what to answer.

"Daddy came home almost night and daddy was very sleepy so immediately went to sleep. Earlier after the dawn prayer daddy also still sleepy so daddy sleep again and now just wake up"

"Qia where's it, baby? why are his hands white?" Arzan tried to distract the princess to avoid the question that he himself was still confused to answer what, his hand grabbed the princess's tiny hand and flipped through it, pointing at some of the parts hit by wheat dough.

"I finished making dough to cook tempe mendoan, I was learning the same mommy but Ma'am Ana even ngajajain me there?" point Qiana towards the door towards the back porch,

"What a great daddy kid, Qia's cooking must be delicious. Daddy is a lager" Arzan grimaces while holding his stomach, re-creating the drama to distract the princess.

"Ouh, daddy laper? shortly daddy, my cooking is soon done" Qiana turned to Tiara who was still turning her back to those who re-lit the stove to fry the tempe mendoan after making sure the dough was perfectly mixed and given some seasoning.

"Mommy, daddy's already laper" Qiana said as she lingered spoiled at Tiara's feet,

"Dear baby, soon. It's just fried tempeh mendoannya. Now that Qia was waiting for the same daddy huh" Tiara crouched down slightly as she spoke to Qiana, she told the princess to return with her daddy.

"This is Ma'am" Ana handed over the piece of tempe that she had cut off with a scrabbling look. He saw his employer's face was still flushed and looked nervous,

"Mother's sick?" asked Ana, making Tiara stop her movement stirring the ready-to-fry dough, as well as Arzan who was still chatting with the princess turned towards Tiara hearing Ana's question to his wife,

"Well, I'm not okay" Tiara replied with a still-apparent nervousness, Tiara shrinking the stove fire after believing the cooking oil was hot enough.

"But mother's face is red, it looks like mother's soy sauce. Just rest let me continue it, soon bi Asih also came from the market" Ana offered, she could not bear to see Tiara's face that looked like she was sick.

"Mommy's sick? mommy just rest yes, let me be the same Sister Ana who fussed this. Later if I was ready to call mommy" Qiana who heard that also immediately came down from the mini bar chair high enough for him with the help of the daddy, and,

" Mommy here, let me check" he pulled Tiara's hand down and aligned with her. He placed the back of his hand on Tiara's forehead, then turned to Tiara's cheek. The same thing that Tiara often does to check the temperature of the child, he continued if it looks less excited, he said,

"Mommy doesn't hurt baby, thanks for the attention. Now mommy wants to continue cooking tempe mendoan your favorite first yes, after this we eat together" Tiara pinched the spoiled cheek of the princess with an anxious, wide smile adorning her face. Moved by the attention the princess gave.

"Looks like your mommy should take a break, baby. Ana, you continue the mother's work" she told Ana's nanny Qiana, she walked closer towards the three of them.

"Okay sir" Anna replied as she nodded her head,

"I will also help Sister Ana daddy so mommy can rest" cried Qiana was no less enthusiastic,

"Good job baby, but be careful. Observe what Ana said. Mommy let daddy take him to the room to rest" praised Arzan as he pulled Tiara's hand to come with him,

"But I am...." Tiara who will avoid the urgency because of Arzan who immediately pulled it and walked towards their room which was on the second floor.

"Thanks my princess, you are the best" he murmured softly,

"Have been quiet and come with me" said Arzan firmly, making Tiara unable to refuse him after Arzan would take him anywhere.

The sound of the door being locked, Arzan smiled as Tiara looked at him with her eyes round as it turned out that Arzan had locked the door to his room.

"Mas, I.." again Tiara's words stopped because Arzan immediately silenced Tiara with his lips, he pushed Tiara's body towards the bed without removing the pagutan, he said,

Tiara who got a surprise attack was jolted, she felt Arzan's lips dancing on her lips without retaliating. Tiara was at a loss as to what she should do at a time like this, while her heart was pounding so fast and her mind was suddenly blank.

"Dear open" said Arzan, when for a moment he let go of his pagutan and did not wait long for him to return*****pink lips that had made him addicted to it.

"Buck...." Tiara sighed as Arzan's hands were already grumbling in his chest area, his body completely like being electrocuted. Strange tremors covered her chest, her mind growing empty, she was lulled with the gentle touch her husband gave her.

Arzan again took off his pagutan, Tiara's position was already stretched out on the bed that he usually himself occupied.

Arzan rested his body, his hands outstretched to open the veil that Tiara was wearing. Tiara resigned herself to what her husband was doing, she looked at the handsome face of the man she had married a few months ago. But only this time Tiara looked at her husband's face firmly, her eyes misty with passion.

Tiara wakes up from her sleep following her husband, helping him remove his headscarf. Tiara understood what Arzan wanted right now.

Arzan took off the hairband that tied Tiara's long hair, until Tiara's long black hair was shed. Arzan rubbed it softly, he looked back at Tiara full of cravings. His eyes looked as if he was talking if he wanted to ask for his right now.

"I hope you're ready" said Arzan, summarizing Tiara's cheeks with both hands, peeping her forehead, eyes, nose, lips and chin.

"I should have asked Mas" Tiara held Arzan's hand which still encapsulated his cheek.

"What do you want to ask?" asked Arzan back, he still did not understand the meaning of his wife's words. Arzan again kissed Tiara's lips before the lips answered her question,

"Are you ready to make me your wife? I don't want you to do this just to satisfy your biological desires. While in your heart and mind everything is still about Mitha. Although I have no right to refuse because I am your legal wife, I honestly want to feel the beauty of being loved by my halal partner"

Deg......Arzan gasped at Tiara's words, realizing that he was always quibbling if only his wife's mitha and in his heart there was only Mitha, the woman he loved so much.

Arzan moved from his seat, he walked to the wall where his wedding photo with Mitha was displayed. Arzan took the photo, he also took a photo of Mitha who was on a small table beside his bed.

Arzan opened the locked cupboard, he opened it and how surprised Tiara was to find out that there were clothes and women's belongings inside. Looks like it all belonged to Mitha Almarhumah Arzan's wife.

Arzan picked up a large suitcase from the room where he changed clothes. In front of Tiara, he stuffed all the items related to his late wife without the slightest hesitation. His face was flat, not looking sad or happy while doing all that.

Tiara who saw the action of Arzan immediately got out of bed. She grabbed her husband's hand and managed to make Arzan stop.

"Mas, don't be like this. I won't force you to do all this. If you really want the rights of the mas over me, please do" said Tiara softly, he stared at Arzan grimly. Guilty feeling suddenly ambushed his heart, he felt that it was the cause of Arzan getting rid of all the things about Mitha's late house.

"No dear, you're right. I should have gotten rid of all this a long time ago. I'm sorry I've been hurting your heart for too long. I know for a fact your heart aches knowing I still keep all this, and today I will get it out of my room and slowly out of my life. Even though I still haven't completely wiped out all about Mitha in my heart and mind, but trust me I will keep trying. You already occupy the highest place in my heart and mind. I love you, baby. I love you Pearl Lestari, very, I love you very much and do not want to lose you" Arzan said at length loudly, not the slightest doubt on his face when saying all that. A smile was engraved on Tiara's lips to hear her husband's confession.

"Let's do it, Mas" Tiara pulled Arzan's hand and led him towards the sofa he used to sleep on all this time.