Trapped in the Love of the Young Master

20. New Facts

Tiara stuck to the side of the big bed. It has been two weeks since he did not greet each other with Prabu, since the last time. Deep down Tiara felt empty when she no longer heard the man's voice adoring her.

However, on the other hand he felt this was best, rather than hanging on to the fragile clouds. The ready tether collapses at any time, due to distance and the absence of seriousness.

Tiara sighed, then swept a glance around the room she occupied. The interior design of this room is very luxurious, making it never bored. Equipped with a bath tub in a spacious bathroom, also walk in closet to accommodate the goods that are not how much.

There was a loneliness that infiltrated slowly, again teasing Tiara. Put him aside in despair, for a longing that he was not sure would be reciprocated. Especially the shadow of intimacy with the master who decorates in every corner of the room. Traces of warmth that are as strong as possible want to be removed from the mind, and promised to focus on working, for the sake of the sister and mother in the hometown that hangs her life.

Tiara squeezes the cell phone that shows the face of the mother. On the surface of the five-inch screen was his mother's face looking unpretentious, towards the actual recovery. However, there are still many therapies that must be paid, as well as a series of treatments must be implemented.

Seeing her mother's health prospects getting better by the day, of course Tiara felt happy. However, there is sadness languishing, where the night with Prabu comes to mind. Even when the man returned to treat him like a piece that was ready to be thrown away. Clutching the phone tighter, Tiara closed the meeting.

What will he tell his mother later? That he failed to take care of himself and everything happened outside of his consciousness?

Tiara got up, then put the phone back in the drawer. Like the first time he worked, now he misses meal time to be alone in the room. Sometimes crying, not infrequently staring. Until the body that was once solid, now skinny back. The cheeks that were originally filled, now tapered back. Also eye bags that make it look puffy, not as fresh as usual.

Realizing that her break time was over, Tiara immediately washed her face and tidied up her hairstyle before coming out.

“You didn't have lunch?”

Tiara's move towards Sundari's room came to a halt, as she heard a greeting from behind. When he turned around, he found Nurma standing with a fold of bedsheet in his hand.

“Ah, I've eaten, Ms. Nurma.” Tiara nodded respectfully, avoiding the intimidating gaze of the butler. He knew that Nurma was suspecting him at the moment.

“But the other server said not so.” Nurma approached, until now she stood parallel to Tiara. “They said, you've been missing lunch together for a few days. What's up?” Nurma wanted to know.

“Ah, sorry, Ms. Nurma. But I am indeed being—“

“Nurma, please grab some suits in my car, and immediately take them to loundry.”

The voice at the end of the stairs stopped Nurma and Tiara's conversation. The two ladies in maid uniforms turned around, and looked down respectfully. The young master was approaching with his firm steps.

“Good, Mr.” Nurma nodded obediently.

“Do not take it to the laundry room. Including some of my new shirts.” Prabu gave the order while continuing to shrink the distance.

Nurma agreed, then moved on. Leaving the Tiara standing stiff, not knowing what to do. Just chatting or greeting, he was even too reluctant.

“Why?” Prabu halted his steps, as he arrived right at the side of the lowered Tiara. If they were the same height, maybe their shoulders would touch now.

Tiara turned her head, and asked, “What does Mr mean?”

“Don't miss lunch, nor your other meal times. Or I'll bribe you, no matter if any waiter sees it or not.”

Prabu said in a flat tone, then left. Leaving Tiara who was still unmoved in her original position. The cold tone of the master reminded Tiara of Prabu when he first came here. Frighteningly.

‘I am indeed guilty of having thought he would make me valuable.’

**

Sundari watched the waiter who was now massaging his legs. He could feel if the girl had changed lately. Looking gloomy, even according to the news he heard, Tiara again missed all her meal time.

Maybe the girl is in a phase of boredom, tired, or thinking of her mother who is lying sick. However, Sundari suspects there is something else, and it could be all because of Prabu.

“No, Mistress.”

“Then, why have I seen you change lately? You've been different for a month now, Tiara. And usually, if there are workers who behave this way, it is because Prabu often spills anger.” Sundari tried to explain.

Tiara shook her head, and smiled faintly. “If an employer scolds his servant, then that is a natural thing, Madam. So does Mr. Prabu.” Tiara still massaged the pair of white legs in front gently.

“He was five years old when his mother died in an accident. Not only his mother, but his grandfather who was none other than my husband also died in the accident.”

Hearing the story, Tiara who was massaging Sundari's legs stopped her activity. He looked at the face of the master who was clouded, and looked tired.

In recent days, he tried to make Sundari walk again. It is not easy, because the health of the employer had decreased, because it was too imposing.

“The accident not only destroyed our family and business empire, but also myself. For days I lost consciousness, couldn't accept it all. Until the moment I regained consciousness, I was living alone, and only Prabu I had.”

Tiara still listened carefully.

“He was raised in Nurma's care since childhood. There is no other affection, for I am busy with my own destruction. I became very dependent on others, and decided not to walk again until the end of my life. Because ever since my husband and son left, my life has been on the road, and it's been on the same whirlpool of grief day by day.”

Sundari paused the sentence, and took a deep breath. His gaze glared outwards, towards the large window that displayed the bias of the garden lights below.

“Fifteen years later I'm trying and learning my way again. But, my legs are losing power, and it's too late. I'm getting old, and hanging myself on someone else.”

Tiara understands now. He understood why Hadi's doctor could not explain anything about the medical condition concerning the employer's leg.

“I hope, one day there are women who can accept Prabu as it is, before I go.”

“Don't Mr Prabu have all the criteria women want? Tenty alone will be many who volunteered to be his companion.” Tiara said carefully.

Sundari. “No. So far not many know the shortcomings.”

“Didn't everyone have flaws? That's why the pair will complete.”

“Prabu loves one woman only in his life.” Sundari gave an affirmation with the sentence getting louder spoken. Again there was sorrow on the old face.

“Lusions. I don't know where the woman is now.”

“L-lusion?”

“Yes. The only woman Prabu loves. The woman who came here and claimed to contain the blood of the Widjaya family, then went out of nowhere. At that time, Prabu refused the arrival of Lusi. Things that make Lusi say serapah while crying.” Sundari's eyes glazed over.

“I know everything Prabu does behind me, including the women who adorn his bed. Since Lusi's departure, he's had an accident. The doctor said, it will be difficult for him to have offspring later.” Sundari sighed deeply, feeling the pain that scratched in his chest, over the fate of his granddaughter.

“Since then too, he turned into starting temperament, cold, and likes to do as he pleases. Maybe that was also why, he changed many women during this time. Prabu wants to have a child, prove that the doctor is wrong.” Sundari still spelled out every memory in the mind.

“I thought, maybe that's the thing that made him almost crazy when he lost Lusi. Guilt. Either because of real love, or for fear of doctor's verdict becoming real.”

Tiara's breath felt tight. It was as if a boulder had struck his chest, when he heard the story coming from Sundari.

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