Trapped in the Love of the Young Master

2. One Day in the Past

Tiara smiled at Sundari's question. He seemed to try to display cheerfulness, so that the decision to work as a servant in this house is not so dramatic as the story of the soap opera.

However, the question did not stop dragging him down the time labyrinth, reminiscing about events before arriving here. One day in the past ....

Tiara bit her lip, as the voice of Alia across there was telling. His sister said dottedly in between weeping bitterly. Perhaps, now the tears of the younger brother were as hard as the tears that were drenching on Tiara's cheeks.

“Back, Ma'am. I can't do anything anymore.” That's the word Alia said. The word network that led Tiara to the terminal, and returned to the village at that time.

For three years Tiara has been studying at a public university in Jakarta. Dream campus, which he managed to achieve with a scholarship track. One advantage for being the best graduate of the district, when graduating High School first.

Living the day abroad, he was so careful to manage finances. The delivery from his mother is not much, making Tiara have to save in such a way.

Several times he was looking for extra money by selling online, as well as other jobs. One of them is by giving tutoring to small children around the boarding house. Although the results are not much, but it can meet the needs of clothes, also smart phones to support learning activities.

Five hours on the bus, Tiara arrived at the village after night. Alia greeted with tears, then told her what happened. About their father who played crazy with the woman in the village next door, then left after bringing all the savings owned by his mother. The man who should be the backbone of the family did not forget to take care of the jewelry.

The actions of the father left a great pain in the heart of his mother. Not without reason, because all this time Tiara knew if his mother was filial and worked hard. Help sell cakes and anything, for a better life.

However, his father did not see the sacrifice, and chose to play crazy with other women. Chalking wounds, also shame because of gossip people.

Two days at home, Tiara could not bring back her mother's smile. The gaze of his beloved woman was empty, and the face was always puffy. One cold morning, he found his mother lying on the floor.

The burden of thought that could not be borne again made Tiara's mother suffered a stroke. The impact that makes their small family worse.

A week more hospitalized, making Tiara think hard. Not wanting to burden other families, he was forced to sell anything that was still worth the money. Even though her mother's care is free with government guarantees, the brand still costs a lot.

Tiara is still lucky, because there are two siblings of her mother who helped during her treatment. Their house was close together, so her two aunts could still shoulder to shoulder. Either take care of her when her mother has been at home, or donate expenses.

Not wanting to continue slumping, Tiara expressed her intention to work for her aunt. As the firstborn, he is required to take over everything, can no longer stand idly by.

“But, how about your lecture, Tiara?” Marwah asked doubtfully.

Same with Tiara's hesitation when saying goodbye. But he has no other choice. For forcing college will only trap his family in a nestapa, and Tiara does not want to be selfish.

“I can apply for leave, Bik. Later, if Mom is healed, I can still go to college again.” Then he explained at length. Trying to make his aunt understand, not to put anxiety and pity.

Armed with blessings and recklessness, Tiara returned to Jakarta. Take care of the completeness of college leave, also include job applications to several places with a High School diploma. The highest value seems to have no effect here, because he still failed when asked about work experience.

He wondered, why did the vacancy owner not give the opportunity first?

How would someone have work experience if they were rejected?

Shouldn't they have accepted it first?

Then he thought, maybe it was also the reason for the company owner to set aside incompetent job seekers, then replace with a better one. However, Tiara regretted that. Because he believes he is a hard worker, and can also do many things. Tiara could even learn faster than anyone else, which made her known as the smart girl on her campus.

A month struggling without success, Tiara started selling phones and swapping them for cheaper ones. It's okay, because he can still use to contact his sister, and know the development of the condition of the mother. Until then he was interested and volunteered to the foundation that channeled the workforce.

At first Tiara felt reluctant. How can a best graduate of High School District register as a maid?

How can a student with a high performance work as a servant?

However, once again Tiara could not be selfish. There is Alia who still has to go to school, there is her mother who has to recover. So, the throat is round. In fact, if it has to be TKW in another country, Tiara is ready for the rupiah coffers.

The foundation that Tiara came to was so bona fide. Seemed from the provision given to prospective workers. Starting from the skills of caring for babies and toddlers, caring for the elderly, cooking, as well as several language skills.

The foundation, which is under the auspices of the Workforce Department, makes Tiara feel calm and feel in the right place. In fact, a lot of knowledge and skills that he got. The provision of living a life, which is not taught from organizing in college. The fact that opens his eyes, that direct practice is better than theory.

***

“Tiara?” Sundari's voice jolted Tiara's daydream. “You daydreaming?”

“Ah, t-no, Mistress. I just ...”

Sundari looked at the girl in front of him and said, “You daydreamed.”

The words that made Tiara regret, and feel guilty. He felt bad, because he was caught losing focus when he first worked.

“So, why are you working here? In fact, from your appearance, will many places accept you?” Sundari asked again.

Tiara took a deep breath. Confused about what he should answer. Meanwhile, stating if he needs money for the sake of the family will sound dramatic at this time.

“Because I want to have the opportunity to take care of Madam like taking care of my own mother. Things I couldn't do all this time.”

I don't know why that sentence just slid from Tiara's mouth. After speaking, he then lowered his head, accompanying the view that began to blur, because it was covered in glass that came without permission.

“You mean?” Sundari looked to.

Demanded an explanation, Tiara felt regret. However, I don't know why the question actually forced him to tell the truth. He does not even care, if later Madame Sundari will think it will gain mere sympathy.

“In the village, my mother is sick.”

The girl started, sighing suddenly felt tight. Then the story of her mother and her family flowed. However, Tiara wrapped up the poignant story with confidence and fervor. Can not sell pity, for the sake of attracting the employer. That's what he's trying to plant.

Sundari who listened made Tiara feel flattered. He even apologized to his employer, after he finished telling the story.

“I want to pee,” said the employer later.

Tiara swiftly got up, and approached Sundari, having picked up a potty in the bathroom. At that time he realized, that there was something bad about the master who seemed okay.

Tiara accompanied Sundari all day. Not much conversation, because the employer looks tired and rested a lot. Sometimes the woman asks Tiara to peel the fruit, also tells her to turn on the television, and look for her favorite channel.

In the afternoon, Tiara changed Sundari's clothes. So too with sheets and blankets. Dampen the entire surface with disinfectant liquid available, as per Nurma's decree.

The girl did everything, although it was a bit difficult when she had to lift Sundari's body by herself. However, for some reason one side of his heart felt happy working like this. He felt he was doing it really for his mother.

***

The night came, after the first day of exhausting work for Tiara. However, he was still trying to calm down, although there was no sign of any servants accompanying him. In fact, Nurma said she would work with two other people.

Tiara was confused as to who to ask. Meanwhile, it was impossible for him to leave Sundari's room, even though his stomach was already hungry. Naturally, because he missed lunch. Only a loaf of bread was given to the master as a hunger propeller.

The wall clock shows the time of half-seven, when the door of the room is knocked. Showing Nurma who came accompanied by a waiter carrying a tray. Immediately Tiara welcomed, but the butler stopped.

“Let me do it for Madam. You, go back to your room. Clean yourself, then come back here after eating.”

Tiara gasped, but a moment later nodded obediently. Just about to leave the room, when Nurma called back to talk to him.

“Various is in your room cabinet.” Tiara simply nodded, bowing her body.

Out of Sundari's luxurious room, Tiara's steps felt light. He even patted his chest, and incessantly expressed gratitude in his heart. Not expecting, if this first day succeeds he passed without significant obstacles.

As she headed towards the back of the enormous building, the white girl swept her gaze around. The house with a magnificent design like this palace again amazes the eye, and makes him amazed.

He was stunned when he saw the giant crystal lamp hanging beautifully, in the center of this house. Charming, decorate the ceiling that rises in the middle of the room. Meanwhile, a round staircase connects to the second floor.

“Wah ... This is really a palace,” murmured slowly, while still exploring the entire room with eyes.

After endless amazement, Tiara headed to the dining table that had been the place to talk to Nurma this morning. Turns out it was a place for workers to hang out at mealtimes. By the time he arrived, there were many who were sitting there, welcoming with a peeking gaze.

There were five women in pink uniforms, while three men in free clothing. One of them greeted Tiara, and pointed to an empty chair.

After making small talk and getting acquainted, the girl in the purple uniform ate the food rather hastily. Afraid that Nurma would wait a long time.

Tiara returned to Sundari's room in less than half an hour. Not forgetting to send a message to Alia, that she is fine and will send money. The news of her mother's improved health, adding to the series of gratitude in the girl's heart.

“You're done?”

Nurma greeted as Tiara set foot in Sundari's room. He still held the bowl and fed the master. The waiter was nowhere to be seen.

“Iya, Ms. Nurma. Sorry for making Mom wait so long.” Tiara bowed, then smiled sweetly.

“Good. I'm goin. There is an intercom or parallel phone that you can use if Madam needs something, or we need help.” Nurma got up at the end of her sentence.

“Good, Ms. Nurma. Thank you.” Tiara took the butler to the door. He didn't realize that Sundari was watching from the bed.

After Nurma's departure, Tiara was again trapped in a spacious whitewashed room. Sundari did not talk much, just asked him to massage his legs like this afternoon. Sometimes they laugh when they watch television. It's familiar to two people who haven't known each other for 24 hours.

“Your massage is soft, I like.” Sundari praised, making Tiara blush.

“Thank you, Madam. If Madam likes it, I will continue to do it with pleasure.”

“Replace the lights with the dimmer ones. I don't like it if it's too bright.”

“Good, Mistress.”

“Oh yes, Tiara. Add a little essential rose to that disfuser.” Sundari pointed to a flower-shaped aroma therapy steamer on the right side of his bed.

Tiara continued to massage the wrinkled skin-clad legs, until the master fell asleep. The sleepiness that strikes makes the television show no longer attractive to him, although he explores many channels. Unknowingly, Tiara fell asleep on her knees to the bed, and her head kissed the master's feet.

The thumping sound near the ears jolted Tiara, who had accidentally fallen asleep. A man in a white T-shirt sat on the edge of the bed, not far from his head.

Tiara was even slightly wide-eyed, when she found the wall clock pointing at the hour of one night. He did not expect to have been asleep for that long, even though it felt like he had just fallen asleep. He still remembers, the last time he was awake still pointing at the number ten.

“M-sorry, Sir. Forgive me.”

Tiara immediately got up after gathering consciousness, she pulled her uniform that had been revealed and showed her back.

From the head down, it appeared that the man in front of him was still sitting with both hands folded in front of his chest. Tiara did not know, if the man was watching her closely now.

What if he fired me? Oh my God, Tiara .. why are you so frivolous? Not to take care of the employer, even overslept!

“So, you're the new helper who takes care of Eyang?” ask the master in a heavy voice.

“B-right, Mr.”

Tiara nodded, without daring to look at the man's face. While his hands were squeezing each other in front of the body. Nervousness and fear that strikes at one time makes drowsiness disappear somewhere.

“And you fell asleep on the first day of work? What's your sleep?” The heavy voice spoke with great emphasis, making Tiara tremble.

The shadow will be fired and can not finance the treatment of the mother makes Tiara rest.

“I'm sorry, Sir. I don't mean to be presumptuous by sleeping here. I beg you not to fire me.” The girl said very quietly, with lips trembling. Afraid if his voice sounds Sundari who is sleeping.

The man in front of Tiara chuckled softly. He got up and stood straight in front of the Tiara. Makes the girl fall deeper.

“You're a little overdone, Miss. I was just asking, did you sleep well, and you instead asked to be fired.”

Tiara lifted her now pias-turned-face, showing teary eyes. With vibrating lips he said, “T-mister?”

“Ke my workspace tomorrow morning, before six.” After saying that, the man in the white shirt left. Leaving the Tiara still resting on the floor.

Eh? Is he gonna give me a severance and fire me?

***

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