My servant, Asha

This story

With fatigue in her body, Asha helps Mom in the stall. Sri has seen Arga many times.

"Your boyfriend is handsome," praised Mbak Sri.

"Indeed," replied Asha smiling. Then turn to Arga who has trouble making warm tea and warm oranges. This man insisted on helping even though clumsy. By folding her long shirt sleeves up to her elbows, Arga tried to help. It's not about making the drinks difficult. He did not know the habits and lay everything needed to make a drink in the shop. Maybe if for yourself, Arga is able to.

Asha approaches. "Sit down... Let me do it." Asha took over.

"I want to help." Arga stays on stand.

"Let me do it. You sit down first. You'll give it to the buyer so I know you're helping him." Asha has an idea for Arga.

"Thank you." Arga smiled sweetly. His hand rubbed Asha's head slowly. At that time I was looking back to call Mbak Sri. So he saw what Arga was doing just now. Mother became very curious who exactly is the handsome man who claimed his daughter's lover.

At first glance, the man was not from the ordinary class. Although the dress is very simple, Arga looks very beautiful to see.

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With Arga in the car, Mom and Asha get home. Actually, Juna was already following Mom. With a little force, Arga asked Mom to ride in the car together. Sister Sri went home alone to pick up her son.

Compared to others, Asha house is the most modern although the smallest. The courtyard is broad without a fence. There were several trees standing on his right and left side. All the neighbors who happened to be gathered on the side of the road had seen in unison towards the car that stopped right in front of Asha's house. They want to know, who's coming?

They were shocked to find out that Mom and Asha got out of the car. Especially when he saw a tall and handsome Arga appear. Seeing Asha's neighbors looking at her, Arga looked down politely. The mothers smiled down.

"Just come home from the stall, Mommy?" ask one of them.

"Yes," answered Mom with a smile.

"Asha's coming home, huh?" ask them again.

"Yes, Mom..." Asha answered him kindly. Their eyes did not stop looking at Arga. "They look at you in amazement," said Asha slowly smiling amusedly. Arga shakes.

"Come in, Sha.., soon" said Mother told Asha to enter the house immediately. Perhaps to spare Asha from the questions of the mothers.

This cute two-story house is very simple. There are not many unnecessary things in it. The living room and kitchen are also not given a partition to give the impression of a spacious home. Only through coloring alone that gives the impression of this room and other rooms look different.

Actually Juna had appeared at the stall to pick up Mom, but was surprised to see there was a handsome brother there, Arga. He arrived home first.

"Why is Mama here? Is the maid done?" ask Juna without awkwardness. Asha thinning lips. Arga was returning to the car to pick up his leftover phone. Asha is in the kitchen with Juna.

"No. Just a holiday permit."

"Enak. Permit plus get a vacation package with his handsome employer's son," said Juna teasing her brother. He met Arga at the shop earlier. Father hasn't come home yet.

"Oh, it's a child...."

"Can is real. It's not in vain so the maid can catch the employer's son." Juna chuckles.

"Helper? Who's the maid, Jun?" ask Mother. Juna and Asha were shocked. Mom suddenly appeared from the back door. They forgot that there was a mother here. Asha and Juna were silent. Silence does not answer. "June... I asked you why didn't you answer?" Asha stiffens.

"No, ma'am," said Juna. The mood is not good.

"You're doing weird stuff again, Sha?" ask Mother. Asha shook her head and kept quiet. "What did you say, Juna?" Mother urges. "Even if you don't say. His name's a lie to be discovered later." Asha scratched her nape slowly. Mother watched Asha closely. Waiting for his daughter's answer.

"L-yes, Mum...." Asha confessed. Mother sighed.

"So you haven't worked in a big store like you said?" Asha nodded. Mother took another breath. Thinning his lips as if he wanted to devour Asha was exhausted. "So you're really a maid?" Asha nodded again.

Mom's feet stepped closer to the kitchen. "Mom didn't know how to start, but you did... You can also enjoy your work as the maid, so you should be nice too by not being too angry. But... isn't your father angry?" mother's question blared like lightning. "It's not about you being her maid. Yes, although the matter is also surprising. Which makes your father angry maybe because you lied," explained the mother who made Asha swallow.

In the living room Arga accidentally approached. He heard what Mom said. Asha and Juna who were behind her did not know, but I saw. He could see Arga coming in. Because the location of the kitchen and living room without a partition makes you able to see who appears.

"So she's not just your boyfriend, but your employer?" mother asked that made Asha look back where Arga was there. Juna slowly but surely left soon. He did not want to follow this tense atmosphere.

"Yes, Mom." replied Asha. I don't know what Mom thought, she was silent.

"Come here. Sit down with Asha. I want to talk," call me. Arga approaching. They both sat at the dining table in the kitchen. Mom sat down too. "Mom wants to ask. Nak... This Arga is really Asha's master?" Arga looked at Asha. Like asking permission to answer.

"Yes, Mom. Asha does work at my house."

"So... is it true that this son Arga is in a love relationship with the mother's child?"

"Yes Mom. Asha is my lover. My goal here today is to tell her parents. Because I was eager to propose to Asha." Arga could finally say it calmly. Arga saw a surprised glint in Mom's eyes. Asha looked at Arga for a moment and then saw Mom.

"Do Nak Arga's parents know? I'm afraid that you two are in a relationship with no blessing. Moreover, Nak Arga's parents are Asha's employers."

"My parents knew and approved. It's only me who hasn't asked Asha's parents for permission." Mom smiled.

"Mother flattered Nak Arga's earnest to Mother's daughter." There was a sense of wonder visible from Mom's eyes. "Now talk to you."

"There's a guest..." The voice of the Father was heard from the doorway. Because of serious chatter, they did not hear the roar of the father's motorcycle. "Lho, is there a Nak Arga?" ask the surprised. They both stood up and greeted the father in turn.

"Why haven't you prepared anything yet, Mother? Son Arga is Asha's superior. We should be able to thank Asha for being able to work in that big store. Mall," errat Father. He invited Arga to sit on the living room sofa. "Asha make you a drink. Then help me cook. We can't let your boss starve."

I stood up to the refrigerator. Take out the actual ingredients for the stall tomorrow. Then start cooking. After making a drink, Asha approached Mom. There was no time of rest for Asha at all.

"She's really your employer, Sha?" ask Mother.

"Yes. I heard it like that."

"Mom didn't think you'd be a maid in town." Mom started talking about this. Asha started to worry. "Although it's also a job, but if you who have a school diploma turned out to be just a maid, I'm surprised. Not insult. In Mom's mind, you'll be working in the store you told me about. Mom and Dad were happy because the people said, the store was very famous and very big. We are proud to have a child working in such a place. Moreover, you have seen the place yourself. You're very happy." Mom's not angry. Mother is not sad. Mother was surprised because their shadows were not the same.

Asha sighed while with two hands still helping Mom.

"So that boss you mean, huh, Arga is your girlfriend?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What are you dating at the time?"

"Already, Mom..."

"If you don't work in that store, why did you find you there. In that shop?"

"Emmm... Arga's the big shopkeeper's son, ma'am." As Asha said this, Mom's hand stopped moving. Then look at Asha quickly.

"The shopkeeper?" asked the surprised Mother who held the voice so as not to be heard by Arga and the Father who were involved in an exciting chat. Asha nodded. "So you are..."

"I work at the shop owner's house, ma'am. Arga their son. Arga is now a director there. In the shop called the mall." Asha gave an explanation. Mom was really surprised. He's never been there at all. But knew from the neighbors that it was a very large store. Also shown a photo of the place from a neighbor who has been there.

"Aren't you kidding?" ask Mom who immediately realized when looking at the frying pan. Sea fish are very mature and ready to drain.

"No, Mom."

"So ... are you pretending to work there with Arga's help?" ask Mom on target after turning off the gas stove. "Arga helped you not to know that you were actually a maid in her house? Right?" insist mom flocked Asha with questions. Chief Asha nodded.

"Yes." Yeah."

"If he's the son of the store owner, e... That mall, is it true that her parents really bless you two? You must be different from them, Sha." Mother breathed worriedly.

"Asha's been through a long way of being Arga's girlfriend, Mom. I'm sure their parents meant it" Asha replied reassuring her. "Arga came here at his parents' suggestion. If Mom and Dad gave their blessing, Arga's parents would come here..." Mother silently watched Asha. Then look at the living room where her husband and the man her daughter was carrying were there.

"You have to be honest with your father. You're both. You must know first about this story," ordered the mother and then immediately finish the cuisine so that it can be enjoyed immediately.