My servant, Asha

Disillusioned

Confirmation process underway.

Legitimate.

The word is short and simple, but it has valuable meaning. Especially for the two of them who are already convinced to be one in a family and want to serve loyal to the household life. This nuance of sacred binding goes full of sacredness. Full of joy and happiness. When placing the ring on the ring finger, even when Asha kissed the back of Arga's hand, that's when she had to serve the man. They are legal and official husbands and wives.

Both Asha's parents' eyes glazed over. After a long time their daughter struggled to work for a more decent family life, finally her daughter's efforts paid off. You feel proud and sad.

"She suddenly wants to get married, Buk," said the father who was like a heavy take off his daughter. She patted the back of her husband's hand to calm him.

"Just pray he's always healthy and happy, sir. That's our job now. After his son married, the task of the parents was not to break up and stop. We still have to keep praying for our children" said the mother who also held the day in her eyes. He also wanted to cry but was arrested.

I know, Asha became her husband's favorite because even though she was a woman, her daughter was determined to be like a backbone even though no one asked for it.

As she began to stand and surround the room to greet all the families who came to witness the official confirmation of the bond of Arga and Asha to be husband and wife, Asha needed to take a deep breath, then throw it away. Feeling tight from tension when Arga said the holy sentence earlier.

When he kissed the back of his hand, Asha cried. He no longer holds back tears. Hugged my father tightly.

"Stay a good man, Nduk. Do not change.." the advice of the father who made Arga and those who were inside, who followed this procession glazed and moved. Then Arga took turns hugging the Father. "Don't forget your promise not to hurt your father's daughter" whispered the father, making Arga nod.

Madame Wardah smiled as Asha came to her.

"Asha.. don't forget to be able to masakin for Arga, you know." Asha's tears were still there, so they were immediately wiped out because of Mrs Wardah's sentence. Asha gasps. Arga's eyes stared at his mother sharply. "But Mother sure can. Arga ate it not strange." Madame Wardah smiled as she hugged Asha later. He took his advice because Arga wanted to explode

"You finally got married, too, Ga.." said Mrs Wardah as she stomped her son's arm in agitation and scuffles. Arga grimaced happily. He had felt guilty for ever thwarting Arga's engagement which resulted in his death brought Chelsea to the guarantee. But the Madam again thought that maybe that was the way until Arga found a better one.

Arga moved to his father. Before hugging his son, Mr. Hendarto sighed. Relieved. His son is really married.

"You've kept your promise not to play with a proposal. You're terrific. Be a real man in everything. Especially your wife." Hendarto's father said it firmly and very authoritatively.

Everyone inside said amen together. Praying, the sentences filled with good expectations from both parents of the bride and groom materialize into reality. All faces were happy and relieved. Arga looked at Asha as if to say, this is done Sha... I managed to unite our love with a sacred bond. Asha smiled welcoming the warm gaze of Arga, her husband.

The villagers who witnessed this process were seen smiling as Arga walked closer to the window where they were peering. Arga's handsome face becomes their own entertainment.

Asha hugged Paris tightly.

"Finally Brother Asha...." Asha really is a big sister to Paris. Sister-in-law. Asha's hand stroked Paris' back. "Sister Asha's sister is handsome too" whispered Paris as she looked at Juna.

"He's a sableng sister" Asha said, glancing at Paris. It means they're both the same. One species.

***

Tonight, after the show is over and the family is home. Arga stayed at Asha's house for up to two days until the wedding reception for Hendarto's family company guests was held. Asha seems to have finished removing all the wedding trinkets that use traditional Javanese on his body. Arga only watched the woman go back and forth to the bathroom located outside the room with restless eyes on the bed. Asha had also cleaned up all the make-up attached to her face.

Asha rubbed her hair slowly. Then approaching towards Arga was a little awkward. Arga's hand pulled Asha's arm and made the body slam over the bed. Arga immediately trapped the body with both elbows on either side of Asha's head. While his body was bent right over Asha's body. Trying not to overpower him.

Asha knew both eyes Arga was full of desire to unite his body. "I can do it, right, Sha?" tanya Arga is on fire.

"No." Arga's forehead scowled. I can't believe Asha rejected it. She's her husband and Asha rejected her? The cold chill felt from the look of Arga's face. "Remove this frown on your forehead. You can get old before me." Asha's index finger pressed down on Arga's shrunken forehead.

"I wouldn't be like this if you didn't act" said Arga growling and could no longer contain the anger. Arga was angry and getting angry. I want to go straight out of the room but Asha prevents.

"Tonight I cannot be touched" Asha said earnestly.

"Why, Sha?" tanya Arga was already angry until the crown. Asha sighed. Asha, who was half-assed, began to approach her husband's body.

"I'm still 'dirty'. It's not clean yet, so it can't be touched by you." Arga was confused to make his anger decrease. He had to digest Asha's words well.

"I don't understand, Sha." Despite thinking very hard, Arga could not find the meaning of Asha's sentence.

"I'm on my menstrual period. Haid," explained Asha a little awkwardly. This was also the first time he had to discuss this with a man. Arga's face with his angry look that had become so earlier began to decrease. Arga began to understand. His hand slapped his own forehead. He felt embarrassed that his anger had almost exploded earlier.

"I'm sorry" said Arga, aware of his mistake. "You didn't just say it either, making me think no." Asha smiled feeling guilty as well. He can't say it. When looking at the face of Arga who really wanted to blend with him, Asha's lips did not have the heart to say it. He's waiting for the right moment. It's just that, because he was nervous too, he also lost concentration looking for the right moment.

Arga hugged the body of Asha who stood with her guilty face.

***

Asha woke up and was slightly surprised as an arm weighed down her body. Like all his weight was accumulated on that strong arm. They sleep with hugs. Disappointed Arga unable to touch his wife finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

Asha immediately got up from her sleep and prepared to clean up. While exiting, Juna also appeared from the door of his room.

"I take a shower, afraid of being late for school. Ma'am later. Sleeping again is also nothing, the mother will not be angry," said Juna while yawning widely. Then went into the bathroom scratching his head which caused his hair to be disheveled.

Finally Asha went down to the bathroom. Fortunately it was empty so Asha immediately went into the bathroom. Mother does not exist. Have you started selling at the store again? After cleaning up, Asha makes warm tea for Arga. Then take it to the second floor.

When entering the room, Arga squirms because the sun hits through the window.

"Awake? I made you some hot tea." Asha's smile expanded. Arga tried to fade the mist from his eyes. Asha sat on the bedside and offered a cup of warm tea. After being able to gather all his consciousness, Arga got up and received a cup of tea from Asha's hand. After Asha received the empty cup and placed it on the nightstand, Arga hugged her.

"I love you, but I can't touch you." Arga voiced his love also voiced his anger can not touch his wife's body. Asha smiled amusedly. It might be disappointing, but who deliberately planned this.

"You sound really upset," led by Asha.

"Yes, I'm upset." Suddenly Arga stuck his lips on top of Asha's fresh neck skin exposed to splashes of water. There was a surprised moan with a little sensual spice inside it coming out of Asha's lips involuntarily. Makes Arga hiss. "You look good this morning."