My servant, Asha

Candour

At first they felt the lie was not necessary. But Arga thought he should say it honestly. It is possible that when her parents came to Asha's house, they accidentally discussed Asha's work at their home. Not intended to insult or ridicule, it's just that there may be a discussion that reveals the story of knowing them both or unintentionally.

"Don't be sad, Sha. Because of your strange choice of wanting to work as a waitress in my house, we were finally able to meet. It's sweet destiny, Sha. Not mistake. It's our destiny to meet." Arga rubbed the back of Asha's hand.

"Son Arga should stay here" said the mother who came to them both. "Tomorrow to go home. Although riding in a car, it is not good to be tired on the way. Since then you have not rested. Asha could prepare a bed in Juna's room. Let Juna sleep in front of the tv," Mother said. Juna, who was sitting on the carpet in front of the television while playing games on her phone, looked up. Arga does not intend to go home today if it has not been able to take the heart of the Father.

"I'll just stay here, brother." Juna gave power over his room to Arga. Arga's lips smiled as Juna invited Arga to occupy his bedroom.

"good. Where are you, Buk?" ask Arga to ask. After dinner, he didn't show up again.

"There was. In room. His high blood was rummy.., ." whispered Mother. Arga and Asha gasped. Is it because of the two of them? Asha immediately stared at the door of the father's room which was close to the dining table. Staring sadly.

***

In the morning Arga wakes up shocked by the nuances of different rooms. He forgot that he was in the Asha family home. Juna's room, Asha's sister. Arga immediately got up and folded the blanket. He was at the Asha family home, so had to get up soon. There was a knock on the door that made him look fast.

"It's me, Asha. I'm in."

"Come in..." Once there was an inside command, Asha opened the door and entered. Arga had already tidied up the bed and the blanket. Asha brought warm tea to Arga. Arga's hand received the tea and drank it slowly.

"You sleepin' well?" ask Asha. Arga thrust out a glass whose contents had run out. Asha accepts.

"Yes. I was so surprised that I was able to fall asleep quickly in your new home. Maybe I feel comfortable here. Even though you behave like that..." Asha smiled Arga was at home and comfortable.

"Here I bring towels and other supplies." Asha showed Arga complete toiletries. Everything was new because they had not expected to stay. Yesterday when everyone cleaned up, they were both depressed enough to be able to think normally and not have time to do it. They are still filled with tension because they want to face the Father at the dining table.

Although you have not given certainty about blessing, sleeping last night made their minds clear for a moment. It helps a lot of tension in their body.

"Everything I just bought, except towels. That's my towel. Unused so I dare to bring it for you. Quick shower in the bathroom at the end. Then get downstairs." Asha patted Arga's cheek slowly and fatly

"You okay, Sha?" Asha who had walked, stopped and turned back.

"Yes. Don'worry. There are you here, so I can calm down," Asha said solemnly.

Below, you are dressed. Juna also wears his uniform. Mom's not around, maybe she left for the stall this morning. Food is ready at the table. Arga and Asha are still awkward.

"You guys up? Come breakfast," said the Father, seeing Arga and Asha come down with a casual attitude. Arga looked down and greeted. Father smiled. Then they sat together. Breakfast together too. You look calm. But the dining table became quiet because no one dared to open his mouth first.

Juna finished first because he was about to leave school. Finally there were only three of them.

"Father has answered many people's questions that Asha worked there. Asha never worked there. You're ashamed of yourself lying. You know that feeling, right? In addition, you Nak Arga, who you have considered good and able to guide Asha, was also involved in the lie." Asha began to cry.

"I'm very sorry Sir. I'm sorry." Arga apologized immediately. Asha was no longer able to put out words.

"Even more disappointed Father turns out you are the lover of Asha, why can not guide the daughter of the Father."

"Thousand sorry, sir. I have no intention of hurting Father. I beg you with great pardon" said Arga with a plea and very sincere. He understood what father meant. "Asha did it, want you not to be disappointed but instead make you hurt. Im sorry. I was wrong." Asha crying. Arga hugged the crying Asha.

"I'm sorry Asha, sir. Asha's guilty. Asha has made you disappointed," said Asha still in Arga's arms.

"The father may disagree with you being a maid, but if it turns out that the reality is better, you should be better honest from the beginning. Don't make excuses, Nduk. Lying makes the heart tired the same mind, because it is not calm. Lying is a heavy burden." Asha nodded while being ashen.

"Hhh... " The father breathed. "Son Arga, if it is serious with your daughter, try to be wise in sorting out the help of Asha in any case. The most important of us is an honest heart, son...."

"Yes Father. In the future I will try not to make mistakes like this again." Still hugging the crying Asha, Arga lowered her head in respect. Promise to be a better person.

"Father let the two of you head to a more serious level. But promise.be a good person who is honest in heart. Whoever we are, if the heart is closed the same dishonesty would be worthless." Arga and Asha nodded. The man who finished his meal began to stand up.

"Son Arga. For the father, no matter what the situation of the father's daughter is now, he is still very valuable to the father. It is better to let go and return to the Father, if indeed later Nak Arga is not able to keep his heart," said the father glazed.

"Mr...." Asha immediately approached the Father and hugged him. Then cry as it happens. He rubbed his daughter's back with affection. His eyes are still glazed.

"Have, already." I patted Asha's back. Arga stood up too.

"I will not let go of your daughter... I can take care of my daughter's heart. Thank you for giving us both permission and blessing." He responded to Arga's promise.

Finally, Dad went to work. Asha hugged Arga happily.

"We made it, Sha. We have the blessing of both our parents" whispered Arga. Sobs Asha still left a little. He just nodded his head. Arga hugged tightly. Kissing Asha's head over and over again was grateful that everything was going well.

Now they have two permits from their parents. After Arga called her mother and told her she had been given permission, Mrs Wardah asked Asha to stay.

"Mother asked you to stay at your parents' house first."

"I was given permission not to work longer?" ask Asha who considers herself still working at the Hendarto family home. Both eyebrows of Arga are linked.

"You're not a worker in my house anymore, Sha. You're their son-in-law's candidate." Arga pointed at Asha's forehead with anxiety. This woman's eyes flickered. Then I was embarrassed to hear the new name. Prospective son-in-law. "I will change your status as a servant of the Hendarto family to Arga Hendarto's special servant. Serving with all his heart and giving all of himself to Arga Hendarto" Arga said, raising Asha's chin to look into his eyes.