Trapped by Love The Dishwasher
Admiral's Secret

Grandma's house looks empty. Tiara who was used to go home at night because often overtime while working had been given the key to his own house by the grandmother imah. He appeared to be asleep, his room lights dimly visible from the window when Tiara was about to open the door.

Tiara laid her body on top of the single bad in her room, after previously she cleaned herself and changed clothes preparing to sleep. Relax, the prayer isya has been held together with Qiana, Mbak Ina and Mrs Ratih. They even asked Tiara to be his priest.

It was a very exhausting day, though, since morning looking for a job and had a heart sport when three unknown men suddenly took him and more shocked when he found out if he became a search list because of a girl who missed his cooking.

"Loof...." Tiara exhaled violently, her eyes staring at the ceiling of the room. Everything that happened today had never been thought of by him. Meet the little boy who took him to such a warm family. Makes him long for the family warmth that he used to feel but now only memories.

Since the father was convicted and had to serve his sentence, Tiara had only met him once in the detention house. His father forbade him to come again, asked him to focus on college and be able to finish it well on time so that made him proud. So did his mother and sisters. Currently they live in the house of the deceased grandfather's grandmother because their house full of memories must be emptied related to the case that befell the father.

'Thank you for making Qiana happy today'

Suddenly the sentence came back ringing in Tiara's ears. Mr. Arzan who is famous for being cold by his employees turned out to be different if he was with his family, so friendly and full of warmth. Tiara was stunned as Arzan said that sentence. Meeting for the first time this afternoon with the person whose name had only been heard so far only left a condolent impression. His cold boss aura was very obvious, making Tiara reluctant even to just look at him. He did not expect that he would get a direct thank you from the young master.

One week passed, the days of Tiara were getting busier. Lectures have started, morning to noon he started his day on campus. Many changes happened to him at the college after his friends learned about his family situation. Some online media had reported about the case that befell his father. As a local official who is quite known to the people so far makes the case that befell him the center of attention.

Not infrequently scorned as a child corruptor out of the mouths of friends Tiara. He just kept quiet without reluctantly issuing a word. Not wanting to deny or defend. Almost all of her friends stayed away, but that did not make Tiara tremble. His current focus is to make money for college, finish college to graduate on time and get a more decent job with a large salary in order to immediately get his family out of trouble.

Tiara did not care about the sneers of those around her. The friends who stayed away from him did not make him lose his spirit, including Adrian. The man who for several years has always treated her like a queen, now only glances when passing by. All the memories they had gone through were like dust blown by the wind, flying somewhere.

"Next month you have started an internship, I hope everyone already has company data that will be used as your internship place. If there is an obstacle please contact me as soon as possible" the voice of the lecturer ended the lecture today to disperse Tiara from his daydream.

"Thank you Prof" all in unison thanked him as the young professor was about to leave the classroom, except for Tiara who was still engrossed in her daydreams.

Tiara turned her head to the surroundings, all of them were already preparing to leave the classroom. He immediately tidied up his equipment.

"You, come with me" Tiara was stunned as her lecturer was suddenly right in front of her desk.

"I, Prof?" Tiara pointed at herself, she confirmed her face-covering veil being blown away as the door of her class opened, currently Tiara was sitting in the front seat close to the door.

"Heumm" The young professor passed by, with Tiara quickly moving on and following his steps towards the lecturer room followed by the gazes of his classmates

Arriving at the lecturer room, Tiara stood sculpting. He was confused where to go. Some of the teachers seemed to be busy at their tables.

"Good day, Professor Kemal" a female lecturer who was still both young greeted the professor with a seductive expression and was only replied with a smileless nod of his head by professor Kemal.

"Why are you standing there?" the lecturer named Kemal turned to look at Tiara who was still standing far behind him.

"Yes, Pa" Tiara stepped up, walking to follow where the lecturer was heading.

Arriving in his private room, Kemal dropped his body on his work chair.

"Sit down" he said to Tiara, pointing to the chair right in front of his desk for Tiara to sit down. Tiara also said, her heart deg degan the first time she was called to a lecturer room like this. During college he never had any problems with any lecturers. This semester he had to deal with the handsome but creepy lecturer. Some students call it a killer lecturer.

"Is it because your boyfriend left you so out of focus in my course?" Kemal said in a sharp tone to make Tiara look up her face that had been bowed since.

"I mean Father?" Tiara frowned in wonder,

"I know you've just been abandoned by your lover and even your friends and I know they did it just because of the case that ensnared your father" Kemal revealed the information he knew about Tiara.

"Now where do you live? I'm looking to the boarding house you don't live there" Kemal again asked with a question that made Tiara wonder, this time his tone turned softer.

"Sorry sir, I think it is.." Tiara's words paused.

"I know it's a personal matter, and I'm too presumptuous to want to know your personal affairs to that extent. But because you are not focused while attending the course I was forced to interfere. Especially now that I have an additional assignment as a lecturer in charge of your internship" Kemal said firmly, his gentle eyes suddenly sharpened back when he said that.

"I make sure that this incident will not happen again. Sorry sir, if there is nothing to say again I'm sorry" Tiara was no less firm. He stood up from his seat, trying to dodge. Hope Kemal forgets the question he hasn't answered. Tiara does not want to involve others in her life at this time, the experience proves not to be too hopeful for anyone because let alone others her shadow turns out to leave her when dark arrives.

"You.." Kemal's words came to a halt when he saw Tiara just passing by towards the exit of his room. He stared at Tiara's back which was getting away and lost behind the door.

"Huuhh" Kemal exhaled violently, he leaned his back against the back of the chair while closing his eyes. A shadow of the past about Tiara flashed back in his mind.

Tiara half ran towards the gate of her campus. He had already booked an online motorcycle taxi for him to work, because the lecturer's call was confirmed at this time he would be late to come to his workplace. As he imagined, Anggia would grumble because of his delay and increasingly cynical especially since he was reprimanded for casually accusing and firing Tiara at that time.

"Don't wait to get a big boss recommendation for work here so just come, professional dong!" sure enough, Anggia's scolding had already greeted her when Tiara had just stepped down from her online ojek. Tiara handed over the helmet to the driver and immediately ran past Anggia who was staring intently at him with two hands folded over his chest. Tiara simply smiled and nodded her head as she passed by, she immediately headed for the employee special room to change clothes.

Tiara immediately started her work, she glanced at Rianti who was focused on washing dishes.

"Diomeli mak dampir ya?" whispered Riri who was approaching towards Tiara, Riri was Tiara's call to Rianti. Tiara rounded her eyes upon hearing Riri's call which she believed was pinned to Anggia.

"Damn...." Riri only giggled when she saw Tiara's expression like that. Riri shifted back to her place and continued the work while continuing to laugh in silence.

The clock shows at half-six in the afternoon. This week Tiara always takes the day shift with working hours at thirteen to six in the afternoon. Usually Tiara would take overtime until nine o'clock, but since returning to work at the restaurant he had never been overtime again. He accepts his new assignment of being a special chef to the princess of the El-Malik family who only wants to eat dinner if Tiara is the one who provides his cooking.

With the fantastic pay offered by young master Arzan, Tiara happily accepts his job. Tiara will come after the first Maghrib prayer in the mosque of the restaurant where he works and immediately go to the residence of the El-Malik family to prepare dinner and lull the princess with the stories of the prophets, after Qiana fell asleep, Tiara went home. Usually Tiara will get to Grandma Imah's house around ten pm because the distance takes thirty-five minutes to get there by using an online motorcycle taxi if smooth.

While in his office, Arzan is focused on checking the files that must be signed immediately. He suddenly remembered Tiara, the girl who had been with him for one week. Arzan feels calm working, business affairs that lately is very time consuming to make him unable to go home on time.

He had already ordered Arga to check Tiara's background, making sure she was a good girl who could be trusted to look after Qiana and Arga's report that said everything was okay, making him relieved even though he himself has not checked the files on Tiara that Arga handed over a few days ago.

This week Arzan always comes home after midnight. Fortunately, since Tiara accompanied Qiana, her daughter never whined to ask her to come home quickly because she wanted to be fed at dinner or accompanied by sleep.

The hour hand showed at nine o'clock in the evening. Several times Arzan seemed to yawn all day work made him very tired, he reached for his goal to contact Arga the assistant but who was contacted did not give an answer. He moved from his seat to look for Arga in his room.

"Ckk..pantas course" Arzan clucked as he entered the room to find Arga's device on his desk, right next to the laptop that was still on.

He frowned when he saw the impressions on Arga's laptop screen. Currently the laptop screen is presenting a video recording cctv part of his house. Seen on the tape Tiara is helping Qiana do her schoolwork, she also looks a henchman on the girl's lap while listening to Tiara's story. Seen Tiara who was written to love Qiana, she rubbed Qiana's head with tenderness and affection.

Arzan smiled faintly at the tape, thinking it was one of Arga's surveillance of his daughter. He was also interested in looking at the next files. But how surprised Arzan when he found out that Arga even store photos of Tiara in a folder with the name my future.

Very many photos of Tiara are taken secretly with various styles and circumstances. Arzan menzoom one of the photos that made him interested is a photo of Tiara wearing the same campus alma mater suit as himself. He was carrying trophies and charters as an exemplary student.

Arzan is increasingly attracted by the increasing number of photos of Tiara that make him amazed. Turning to the video, Arzan was intrigued this time by a video showing Tiara presenting in her class. He was explaining his research business strategy, it turns out Tiara studied in the same department as him. There are still many videos as well as photos that show Tiara activity.

A very interesting reality for him. Arzan only finds out that the girl who works as a part-time babysitter turns out to be an accomplished student. Unknowingly, Arzan continued to look at the smiling photos of Tiara as she received the award charter with her nomination as an active and innovative student. Arzan is made more amazed and curious to know more about his daughter's part-time nanny.