My servant, Asha

Determinedly

There was a time lag for Asha and Arga to talk. Mr. Permission to enter his room, Asha immediately approached Arga and told his mother's wishes, suggesting to be honest about Arga's work at home.

"We have to say it, Sha. We need to be honest. I'll try to talk to you. We should apologize to him." Arga is determined. Finally Asha had courage too.

The cooking is done. It's late at night. So this is dinner. Actually Juna wanted to go play, but, father prevented to respect Arga as his daughter's superior. Because according to the father, Asha's superiors have come all the way intentionally here.

After everyone had finished cleaning themselves, they regrouped at the dining table. Discussion after discussion has been passed Arga as an Asha superior in the eyes of the Father. Until the moment I revealed about Arga and Asha's relationship.

"Asha's boyfriend? This Arga boy?" I was surprised when Mom said it too. You laugh softly. "Son Arga is my boss Father's daughter."

"They are in a relationship, sir," explained the mother again. Father turned. Because the mother also said the same thing up to twice, the father ended up being serious too.

"Really, son Arga?" ask me to look at Arga.

"Yes, sir." Dad knit an eyebrow.

"What possible? Arga's son is the owner of the place. Asha is just an ordinary employee."

"I'm serious, sir. I was in a relationship and wanted to take a more serious step with Asha, the daughter of the Father." Arga began to discuss his intention to come to this house. Juna. She was surprised to hear that handsome brother wanted to marry her brother.

"Even though son Arga speaks the truth, I still don't believe it. It's so shocking and sudden." I still tilt my head while knitting my eyebrows.

"I get. Because I suddenly said this. Sorry, makes you surprised and hard to accept."

"Arga's here to talk about this, sir." Asha made a sound. Juna just ate his food. Very rarely provided food as complete as this every day. So Juna simply enjoyed what was in front of him.

"What are your parents? You are an important and respected person, your parents certainly have their own criteria. I doubt."

"They know Asha very well, sir. My parents bless my relationship with Asha."

"really? Does Asha often meet with your parents?"

"Every day, sir. Asha met my parents every day" replied Arga to surprise him. Even Mother. Then I saw Asha. Chief Asha lowered. "Every day? Arga's kid is joking, huh?" Asha's heart was racing. He was sure Arga was feeling it too at this moment. Mom just noticed. He might as well wait for Arga to continue his sentence with misgivings.

"Asha has actually been living in my house for a long time."

"Living home with Nak Arga?" ask the slow man. He was astonished and very surprised. Manik eyes widened.

"Sorry Sir. I actually work at the Arga family home," Asha said continuing their conversation. Do not want to let the father be consumed by strange thoughts because of Arga's ambiguous sentences. It's time to confess. It's time to be honest. This time reveals all. Here's time. He looked towards his daughter. Arga is like that too. I feed the rice to my mouth slowly. Little by little. Mom's fretting.

"His family's house? What does this mean? You don't understand."

"Asha was a servant, sir. The House of Nak Arga. The employer is Nak Arga's parents," said the mother made the words of these children instantly understood. Directly understood. Juna also widened his eyes. Asha's eyeballs looked at the Father who was starting to have a serious face.

"Isn't Asha working in that big mall?" ask the father as if he wants to be convinced by his son and wife. You see one by one. But they are silent. Both Juna, Mother and Asha were silent. "Isn't that right, Son of Arga?" Finally the question was thrown at Arga. Where he himself was Asha's superior when he met at the boutique.

Arga sighed softly. Gulp down finally before answering my question, "Sorry sir. I'm indeed the director of the company behind the mall, but..."

"I'm sorry Asha, sir," Asha suddenly stood up before Arga continued. Juna surprised.

"What's this about?" Baffled father.

"I'm sorry Asha has disappointed you."

"This is what, Buk?" ask Father to Mother. Everyone in this room is tight.

"Speak, Sha. It's your own step. Please. Talk to you, Father," said Mother handed over the responsibility of confessing this to Asha. His hand squeezed the end of the shirt.

"Asha actually never worked as an employee at the store you visited."

Arga could not bear, he stood up and bowed, "I'm sorry, too, Father." Arga stood up and apologized. The three people at the dining table were stunned to see their guests standing up apologetically. I looked towards the two of them.

"I'm sorry Asha lied to you about Asha's job." Juna looked up at the pity of seeing her brother. Then look at om, handsome brother over there. He looks sorry too. I began to listen to Asha's words seriously. "Asha never worked in that store. Actually Asha's job is as a maid in Arga's house." Finally the sentence came off by faltering through his throat. I saw Arga and Asha alternating.

"So... What kind of shop did you go to? A fake?"

"The shop belongs to someone else under the supervision of my company, sir," replied Arga. Mr. silent. Mother silence. Juna stopped eating and kept quiet.

"Fear disappointed Asha lied to you. Also, the more disappointed you both make a play to deceive the Father," said the Father who made Asha and Arga pias. Everyone at the dinner table was silent. You do not shout, unintentionally intimidate or stare. He voiced his disappointment calmly and gently. This obviously made Asha feel very guilty.

"Sit down you two. Asha and kak Arga." pinta. Slowly Arga and Asha sat down. Asha was still staring at the Father without continuing to eat. He felt no appetite. Juna ate his food again after the left right lyric. Monitor the state of Asha's and Arga's facial features alternately. I glanced at you for a moment.

"Don't just look, eat... You must be hungry" said the Father telling Asha and Arga to eat. Although he was a little angry, but could not bear to see the two human children were just silent not eating his food. "Eat a lot. Don't hesitate. Then, rest, son Arga. It can hurt if you don't rest at all."

Arga's head is down. Unsatiated. Instead of getting angry, you choose to tell them both to fill the stomach first. You can still think about the state of their body that is tired despite being angry. He can hide it.

"Eat a lot. Do not think about anything while eating. Come..," invite Mother who knows the atmosphere becomes tense because you show her disappointment openly. Although you still want to talk even though the mood is not good, even keep paying attention to Asha and Arga, both remain awkward.

"I can't go home now Ren. So tomorrow I'm not going to the office. I don't know. Maybe tomorrow night or the day after tomorrow I don't know. I'll let you know if it's possible I can go home ...." Arga called Rendra to tell him that he can't go home today. He also told Mother. Then Arga turned his body and approached Asha who was sitting pensively in the teak chair in the living room.

"Sorry Sha. I put you in a position that makes you sad" Arga said as she sat next to Asha. After the meal Mother let the two of them sit in the living room. Dad went straight into the room.

"Not you, but I. I caused you disappointment." Asha said it with sadness. They did not dare to say about the marriage because the Father turned out to be disappointed because Asha lied.