Trapped in the Love of the Young Master

17. The Sweet Mistake

Nurma frowned, not believing what she saw. Through the dim light, he saw Prabu carrying someone into the room. This is not the first time he has found something similar. But he is curious now. Is it true that what he saw in Prabu's sling was Tiara?

Urged in curiosity, the butler headed for Tiara's new room, which was not far from Sundari's room. At first he wanted to knock slowly, but he stopped when he realized the beautiful carved door was unlocked.

Swinging a calm and alert step, Nurma entered and circulated the gaze throughout the space. There was no Tiara in it, nor was the bathroom empty. A moment later, Nurma sat on the edge of the bed, then gently rubbed the surface.

“So right, that was you, Tiara?” mummified Nurma. Accompanying the disappointment that suddenly wafted inwardly, to Tiara. The good girl he has always admired.

The middle-aged woman's eyes glazed over, not knowing what to do. Since the beginning of its presence in this house, Tiara does have a strong magnet according to Nurma. Cheerful, tireless, and persistent fight for what is considered right. Even if you have to oppose Prabu. But, why?

Why did Tiara cross her boundaries, and enter into Prabu's arms? Is the employer forcing? Or even threatened?

Various questions dance in the mind of Nurma. It's gonna be hard for him, to pretend he doesn't know anything. Meanwhile, he clearly found a pair of people with friendly fences, before disappearing behind the sturdy room door.

“Hopefully not as I thought, Tiara.”

After saying to herself, Nurma got up and left the luxurious room belonging to Tiara. Once again he turned to Prabu's room, before descending down the stairs to the first floor. He almost forgot that Sundari needed something from the kitchen.

**

“Where to?” Prabu drowned his face into the niche of Tiara's neck. The movements of the woman in the arms that would incline away kept her awake.

“I have to go back to the room, Sir. I'm afraid that—“

“Didn't I tell you, there won't be anything?” Prabu still sipped the sweet scent of the woman in the crib.

“Tuan ..” Tiara twisted the body, making their position face to face behind the covers. “Shouldn't have been me here, right? This bed, this room, it's all too far for me to go through. There are limits I cannot cross, sir. Ada—“

The cup!

“You talk too much. Go sleep. Tomorrow I move it to your room, before the servants wake up.” Prabu again held Tiara, and ignored the servant's pinta.

Tiara let out a long breath. This wasn't supposed to happen. However, I don't know why his instincts can't resist. His mind was no longer even able to reason properly, what feeling was now encircling in his chest.

He looked up, staring at Prabu among the dim sleeping lights. Hand extended, for the sake of caressing the face of a man who momentarily made him drunk, like swallowing pagas. The man she never thought would be the first in her life.

‘Is my dream too beautiful, do I not know myself?’ Tiara is deep in doubt.

Swiping of the rough cheeks due to unmade sideburns. In his deepest heart, he began to be aware with a slowly growing sense. Comfort wrapped in admiration, also longing. He had really fallen in love, even with the wrong way of anchoring.

Time still points to the number four, when Prabu is awake. He blinked a few times, and felt a warm petite body curled up in his arms. Tiara was still sleeping under the covers, with a peaceful face.

The wiping of the face with soft cheeks as silk slowly, then left a gentle kiss there. Whether it's because you're too tired of romance last night or something, Tiara doesn't wake up and just squirms slowly. The thing that made Prabu smile, felt the peace slowly infiltrate in his heart.

This is too strange for Prabu. However, in the past week he felt his frozen heart warm up again. There was a longing behind his passion for Tiara. Not just a touch, but more than that.

Prabu uncovers the blanket slowly, then carries Tiara's body in a deck. As per his promise last night, he brought the girl back to his room, and put her to bed carefully. Not forgetting he set off the alarm and enveloped Tiara, before leaving.

The loud alarm kept Tiara awake. For a moment he felt the side of the table, trying to find a clock. However, then he jumped, and opened his eyes wide.

“My room?” he muttered while holding his chest.

He recalled all the events last night. A bowl of instant noodles, a practice that leads to intoxicating romance. Want him to deny all that, and assume only a dream past. However, seeing the signs of love in some parts of his body, Tiara regained her senses. That he has been far drawn to nature there, a love that should not be.

Not wanting to linger stuck in wishful thinking, Tiara got up towards the bathroom. He must be ready to work first, compared to others in this house.

**

“Sorry, I'm late, Mistress.”

Tiara greeted kindly, then headed for the window. The opening of the curtains patterned with purple flowers, makes the entire room brighter. There was a light bias in the sky, which ambushed the view once the curtain opened perfectly.

“No. I deliberately told Nurma to go down, because there are things I want to tell Prabu. It's been a long time since we talked together.”

“Ah, okay. Do I have to go out too?”

Sundari. “No need. Just prepare my bath water, I want this morning we take a walk in the park. I miss the orchids there.” As he spoke, Sundari's face seemed radiant.

“Good, Mistress.” After receiving the edict, Tiara went to the bathroom.

“Where are you going?” ask Sundari, when Prabu got up.

“For so long I forgot, have not checked the way Tiara prepared bath water for Eyang.”

“Already. Tiara was better than the previous nurse. He knows all the best for this eye of yours, without constantly being ruled.” Sundari shrugged his shoulders.

Usually, Prabu is as detailed as that to the new waiter.

“Stay, I have to check it out right, Eyang?” Not heeding his grandmother's sentence, Prabu followed Tiara to the bathroom.

The man closed the door very slowly, then watched the busy girl in front. Tiara was pouring therapeutic fragrance liquid into the water in a container, humming. The girl in the purple uniform deftly prepared two towels, as well as other toiletries.

Prabu approached slowly, and held Tiara without warning. Almost the girl screeched, if Prabu did not shut her up quickly.

“T—tuan? Is Mister crazy hard? What if someone sees?” Those clear eyes were rounded.

“Why? You don't miss me?” Prabu attacked Tiara's cheek with a small kiss.

“It is not so, Sir. But I—“

“Get yourself, take care of Eyang. I'll be home before midnight.”

Hearing Prabu's words, Tiara's heart warmed. “Did you just say goodbye? On me?”

“What's wrong?” Prabu loosens the hold, then frames both cheeks of Tiara with the palm of the hand. He looked at the face of the increasingly adorable ayu that day.

“What do you think this sir is right? I mean, what do we do?”

Prabu kissed that lip once. “I go first. Take care of yourself.”

Before coming out, Prabu kissed Tiara's forehead once again. While Tiara is still pecking on the spot, while holding his chest. He knows this is wrong. However, either ... his heart is so bitter with all the treatment of Prabu.

“This is wrong, Sir. But, no mistake is as beautiful as this.”

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