My servant, Asha

Embark

"I'm off to work ...." Arga gave a kiss on the forehead while saying goodbye to go to the office. Asha nodded.

There are not many different activities in the Hendarto family home even though they have become their daughter-in-law. Asha who has no other job, of course, must remain diligent in the house containing her in-laws.

She does not have to laze because she has become the mistress of Arga Hendarto. Wake up early. Sometimes in the kitchen, sometimes not. Because Mrs Wardah still cooks up all the family. He let Asha do the laundry and still involve Bik Sumi to help her in the kitchen. It was also because Arga asked him not to forbid Asha from doing his job as usual.

Whether there is any wind, Mrs Remi who lives in front of the house, this morning stopped at the Hendarto family home. Instead of bringing souvenirs, he sat in the middle room chair and talked to Mrs Wardah.

"Still cooking, Jeng?"

"really. I'm a hobby of cooking." Mrs Wardah is proud to say her beloved hobby. Bik Sumi is making tea for Madame Remi. This mistress's eyeballs circled throughout the room. It seems he was looking for something.

"Tumben, this morning here?" asked Mrs Wardah who accompanied her to talk.

"Mumpung there are souvenirs from the husband who served outside the city." Mistress Remi's eyes were still looking all over.

"It's like looking for something. Nyari what, anyway?" ask madam Warda curious. Mistress Remi's lips smiled caught red-handed.

"Anu, Bing ... Where's the son-in-law, who doesn't look?" It turned out that this person wanted to see Asha. Because he lived in front of the house, he knew that Asha used to be a servant in this Hendarto family home.

"There was. In the back."

"After? What are you doing, Jeng?" Just then Asha appeared from the back door carrying the laundry basket in her room. Madam Remi's kepo eyes look curious. Seeing that there were guest neighbors, Asha looked down politely. "Where, Sha? How do I bring a laundry basket?"

"From washing in the back." Asha spoke as is. He doesn't talk made up. He was washing clothes from outside.

"Washing? Asha's still washing anyway, Jeng?" ask mistress Remi look at Madame Wardah. Many questions are between the questions.

"Yes," replied Madame Wardah with a smile.

"He was diligent too. It's still like before, before becoming the daughter-in-law of the Jeng Wardah family." Mrs Wardah smiled. Mrs Remi praised. Bik Sumi who appeared to bring tea smiled hearing Asha in praise.

"I'm sorry." Asha asked for permission to leave her conversation.

"Oh, yes .. yes." Madam Remi let Asha go. "Surely she's usually just washing, huh?" ask mistress Remi surprise. Bik Sumi was still in front of the door connecting the living room and dining room. Mistress Wardah's wide-eyed bead heard a question filled with insults or disparaging tones. Asha is also still on the stairs. Not disappeared in the hallway to his room. He must have still heard the words of Madame Remi just now.

"Why?" mrs Wardah asked not to answer directly.

"No. Already a son-in-law of the Hendarto family, I still wash. What this Jeng still feels, he's that pe ...." Mrs Wardah looked at her neighbor straight. Not happy with the interlocutor's question. Madam Remi fixed her seat. Then drink the tea provided by Bik Sumi earlier. He did not continue his sentence.

Mrs Wardah knows the arrival of this neighbor. He wanted to spy on his daughter-in-law who used to work as a waitress at his house. Want to know up close how the continuation of the Cinderella story that happened in this house.

"Yes, Jeng. I want to see my waiter cook." Mrs Remi left. Mrs Wardah is thinning her lips. The head bobbles at the behavior of his neighbors.

In the kitchen Bik Sumi so the same thought of the talk of mistress Remi. Asha walking in the hallway had a thought as well. With the emergence of this mistress Remi, tomorrow there will be more questions about her former servant, skyrocketed to become the daughter-in-law of her master who can not only be called rich, but very rich. Without saying, Asha is the mistress also in this house.

Asha went into the room and laid her body on the bed. Staring at the ceiling of the room which is now the place to stay also as the roof of her contest with Arga, her husband.

In the beginning, where the fairy tale Cinderella began to fade. Not like the story of Cinderella in the fairy tale who married and happy forever. In real life, Cinderella still has to fight again.

Asha sighed. He is not tired of the job of washing clothes, drying or washing dishes. As a former servant, he was able to overcome that problem. He was tired of the neighbor talk. Ah, never mind... Whatever.

***

While peeking at his forehead, Chelsea felt tired and tired. Evan suddenly appeared from behind the door. Chelsea surprised. This guy showed up.

"What's this afternoon coming up on my office door?" chelsea asked, trying to ask. Evan smiled as he approached his wife.

"I know you haven't had lunch. I deliberately invited you to lunch together," said Evan made Chelsea stunned.

"Sorry, I still have to finish ...." Evan's hand touched Chelsea's shoulder. Suddenly stooped.

"No word 'no'. You should have lunch with me" whispered Evan near Chelsea's ear. This is not in the suspect. Evan always followed what he was told. The man never refused, whatever it was. But this time the man who became her husband only on paper denied. The objection seemed to be the first time.

"But I'm ...." Evan's hand forced the body to stand. Chelsea stood up followed by the bolpoint on his finger sidelines regardless.

"I'm pushy" Evan said as he spoke very close to his ear. Chelsea squinted her eyes holding a tickling feeling in her ears.

"Accept ...." Reluctantly his hands tidied up the books and papers on the table. Turn off the computer and follow Evan out for lunch.

This was probably the first time Evan had invited her to lunch. No, this is the first time Chelsea have been invited to lunch together. Still with the awkwardness that exists, Chelsea tried to eat her food in silence.

Evan's eye beads monitor his wife's movements. Evan loved this woman. Although this marriage was Chelsea's place of escape because it felt at the press of the Arga family.

"I don't like to be seen by you constantly. I'm eating." Chelsea lays out its protest vote for Evan.

"There's nothing wrong with that. I was looking at my beautiful wife eating. I'm absolutely entitled to it."

"I'm not used to it."

"From now on get used to it. I'll often scan you open like this. I'm entitled to do it Chelsea." Evan's eyes showed his seriousness as he said it. Chelsea was upset. He kept eating, ignoring Evan who kept staring at him.

All this time, even though they lived together under one roof as husband and wife, but their lives were actually just like two unknown people who suddenly had to live in one house. Just like that. Eating is never a table. Sleep in a separate room.

They chose to stay at Chelsea not only to look independent, but also for the selfishness of Chelsea. This woman still considers Evan as not her husband. This initial marriage agreement is not asking for more than the status of husband and wife in a civil office.

Evan is a crazy guy who accepts him because his love for Chelsea is huge. Evan hands outstretched to wipe away the food stains on Chelsea's adorable chubby cheeks. This woman was surprised.

"Eat quietly. This stain is dirtying your cheek." Chelsea chose not to heed Evan's words. "But it's okay even if you do. I'll be willing to clean that stain. You look cute like a voracious little boy when eating his favorite food." Hearing this Chelsea looked up.

"What are you planning, Evan?" chelsea asked suspiciously.

"I only serve my wife. There's nothing else." Evan's answer is correct. But Chelsea feel troubled by that. This woman has not been able to accept Evan fully that is the cause. He was uncomfortable with Evan's attention.

Evan finished his meal and drank a glass of water. Chelsea as well. Since Evan's break was up, he immediately drove Chelsea back to the boutique. They were in Evan's car.

"Later in the afternoon I'll be here to pick you up."

"I brought a car. You don't have to pick me up. I can go home alone" Chelsea refused. Evan knew this woman would reject him. That was his subscription rejected by Chelsea.

"We'll see later. Whether I'm stubborn or not" Evan said as he opened the car door for Chelsea. Chelsea's wacky body went inside the boutique shaking its head. "Don't make yourself very tired Chelsea. I don't want you to be sick." Evan's words are said a little loud because Chelsea's wacky body slowly drifted away and disappeared through the boutique door.

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