Trapped in the Love of the Young Master

31. The Unrequited Miss

“Mbak, where are you going?”

Tiara asked a servant who had just stepped on the second floor. In the servant's hand was a pile of clothes, which he knew who the owner was. Tiara was not very close to the maid, but she knew that this girl of her age was working in the laundry room.

While he himself just came out of Sundari's room. After sunbathing, Sundari did again choose to lie down. Usually Tiara would massage the woman's legs, until she fell asleep. Since he could walk again, Tiara's job was no longer 24 hours guarding, just as necessary.

So, he could go back to the room if Sundari had slept like now or done other things, such as making cakes and bread. New things he really likes, including making healthy snacks for Sundari.

“You to the room Sir, Mbak.”

“Let me take it, Ma'am.” Tiara offers.

“But, Mbak Tiara .. I'm afraid later—“

“Nothing. Madam is sleeping, really. So, I can help you with the other work. Anyway, I have been taught several times with Ms. Nurma, about arranging her clothes Mr. Prabu. So, you don't have to worry.”

At first, the maid hesitated, but Tiara continued to convince. To enter the Lord's room during the day, he needs a reason. All about him and the master all this time, he still keeps tight.

However, what could he do, when the longing was already draining uncontrollably? Since his arrival two days ago, Prabu has not returned, and that leaves Tiara dying.

He himself did not stop thinking, why could miss Prabu this deep. He was even almost crazy, because of the feeling he always wanted to indulge in the man. In fact, he felt the shadow of Prabu dancing in the eye.

Tiara entered Prabu's room, heading straight for a walk in wardrobe full of clothes. After putting down the pile of clothes, he rested in the middle, and hugged the one Prabu shirt he had just taken from the hanger. I don't know what this feeling is, but he wants Prabu to come right now.

After filling his chest with the fragrance he longed for, Tiara got up and began to arrange the clothes one by one, based on color and material. After making sure everything was neat, he deserved to slide the glass door, closing back the place of clothing that resembled a giant closet.

As he was about to move, his eyes were fixed on a small table, which had many drawers. His hands moved, opened one of them, and found a photo there. The picture of Prabu smiling happily, in the arms of a beautiful woman.

“What is possible ... This is Lusi?” he murmured slowly and then closed the drawer.

Not wanting to linger stuck on a strange thought, Tiara got up. He left the room, returned to Wednesday's room. At the same time, the door opened, giving rise to a figure he desperately longed for.

Tiara's body froze, while her eyes were straight towards the door. In men who usually hug, also mengambaannya in shahdu. However, this time Tiara found something different from the look in her lover's eyes.

“You're here?” ask Prabu slowly. He said in a flat tone, taking off the watch.

Tiara was still silent in her place. He is still observing the different movements of Prabu. In fact, usually the man will immediately meet and hug, if only arrived. Not infrequently, Prabu landed a kiss bertubi, but only a few hours apart when returning from work.

But why is it different now? The man even asked, as if without reading the dozens of messages he sent. Is it that busy, even reading Prabu's message did not have time?

“I just dropped off clothes, Mr.” Tiara is still flinching. While his mind is hopeful, if the man he yearns for will come and hug.

However, until a few moments of waiting, no warm embrace was expected. There was no longing as he imagined. Tiara lowered her head, feeling the tightness that suddenly came whack.

‘This is what it feels like to be disappointed and unexpected? I thought you missed me, Mr.’

**

“You've had lunch?” ask Sundari to Tiara.

At the moment, the Hadith is serving him lunch. The skillful hand moved menu after menu from a special trolley, to a small table in the room.

“Already, Mistress.” Tiara replied in a flat tone.

Upon his return from Prabu's room, he bowed more. In addition to wanting to hide a grim face, he did not want Sundari to catch a trace of the patch on his face. Ignored by Prabu this time, his heart was so sore.

Tiara was still inexhaustible with her own feelings. About the longing and desire to be together that comes together, also his emotions are so easily ignited. Sometimes you want to be angry, sad, and cry for no reason.

Not infrequently, he wants strange things at night. Like imagine a variety of small foods, or want processed that taste sour. Also ... his appetite dropped drastically, and some of the aroma of cooking that made him nauseous. Previously, he was not the picky type when it came to food.

“True, have you eaten?” Sundari got up from the bed, and headed towards where Tiara was standing. On the side of the glass window, facing the pool below. “But it looks like .. You didn't join us at this lunch table.”

Tiara looked at Sundari, who was now pulling up a chair, and sat not far from her. How would the master know if he missed lunch?

“I ate a sandwich and a glass of juice, Mistress. And that's enough.” Tiara began serving dishes, and brought some side dishes closer to Sundari.

“Then, here. Eat with. It's also too much for my own cums.” Sundari pulled out a chair at the end of his sentence, as a gesture for Tiara to sit there.

“But, Mistress, I ..” Tiara replied doubtfully. After all, he still felt awkward if he had to eat a table with Sundari.

“Already. Here. Didn't I tell you, think of me as your mother? You can eat my food, also what I drink.” Sundari thrust a plate at Tiara, and took a bowl for himself.

“Eat.” Sundari gestured once more, for Tiara to sit nearby.

Inevitably, Tiara sat down and grabbed the plate. However, seeing the food presented, immediately his stomach felt nauseous. The aroma of yellow pumpkin soup and steamed snapper, like stirring his stomach, causing turmoil that is ready to spill.

Tiara immediately smothered her mouth, and ran to the bathroom. Of course, what the girl did did did not go unnoticed by Sundari. The woman exhaled heavily, and shook her head slowly.

“I told you, don't skip meals and don't sleep too late, but don't listen. Does he not know, if his health also makes me anxious?” Sundari looked towards the bathroom, and heard the sound of Tiara vomiting several times.

"Ah, is that kid okay?" mumbling again.

Meanwhile, Tiara was sitting limp, holding onto the sink. His energy is like drained, shedding a small amount of stomach contents. Holding her stomach which terrace aamat nausea.

"Ah, why is this?" he complained while brushing his hair. It had been two weeks that he felt this strange, and now it was more and more agonizing.

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