My servant, Asha

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There's arisan later in the afternoon. After the kitchen work was all done, Mrs Wardah asked Asha to accompany her shopping. It's the first thing for him to interact with Mrs Wardah outside the house. Asha's chest skipped a beat. Fearful. Fear of misbehaving, wrong talking.

They both headed to the traditional market that was visited by Paris and Asha at that time.

"Your mom is good at cooking, huh, Sha?" mrs Wardah asked to start a conversation in the car.

"Yes ..."

"You may actually be able to cook but lack practice. That is why it looks impossible. You seem to have talent." This sentence is like saving a sense of disappointment that his daughter-in-law is less able to cook.

Asha silence. Feeling small because they do not master the skills possessed by in-laws and their parents. Shopping was overwhelming, Asha's hand carrying two large groceries in both hands.

"Gee ... Madam, with her daughter, huh? Rarely did this Madam shop with her daughter," a beef merchant scolded. Mrs Wardah just smiled. Not to argue or deny. Asha felt a little disappointed. Mrs Wardah doesn't want to talk too much about her. There was a small breath exhaled through the nose by Asha.

From this shopping event Asha so know Hendarto family subscription when meeting the needs of fresh vegetables and side dishes. If in the past when asked to go to the market with Paris, Asha only chose a place at will. If you already know the place of subscription, it will feel more fun when shopping alone again later.

Because later there will be a meal at Hendarto's house, the groceries this time become more than usual. Asha's two hands were filled with two plastic bags full of groceries. He let Mrs Wardah carry only one bag of grocery crackles.

Angga who saw Asha painstakingly carrying the groceries from where he parked his car, immediately approached.

"I brought you Madam" said Angga. Mrs Wardah handed over her grocery crackle. After that Angga helped Asha bring one of her shopping.

"Thank you." Asha's smile formed on her lips. Angga nodded politely. He also became awkward because Asha who used to be his partner, now became his master. Drastic change.

Since this afternoon, Asha has been helping Wardah in the kitchen.  Preparing for the event and there must be a dinner event that will be held later in the afternoon here. Asha is not an expert in cooking, but she is quite fast as well when chopping vegetables and seasonings. This is what he used to do because he helped Mom. So that the work is also not lost because it is assisted by amateur workers.

Afternoon arrive.

The mothers of the housing complex began to arrive. Everyone turned their heads to the right and to the left. Intrigued by the new daughter-in-law of mistress Wardah. But since Asha was inside, they could not see her. This time the event was placed in the back garden. The afternoon sky is clear, which is great for outdoor events.

Actually they had met Asha at the reception, but they were still curious about this Cinderella fairy tale. The rich married the poor. Asha appeared later. Having become a resident of this housing, the chairman immediately noted Asha as an unsolicited member.

Asha cheers everyone. Many reactions were not the same when seeing Asha. Some are stunned because it is real. Some just smiled at a glance without needing to comment anything. There are also those who directly ask.

"Lucky yes, so you. It could be the son-in-law of the Hendarto family," whispered a mother who knew Asha his house was three houses away from the Hendarto family home. Asha only smiled wisely. After feeling enough, Asha back to prepare food.

"That's his son-in-law, huh?" asked Bu Haidar when he saw Asha passing by, also took the time to greet. Then go to the kitchen to help Bik Sumi.

"Yes," replied Mrs Wardah, smiling.

"Says Ms. Ani she's your ex-servant, right?" ask this mother while looking at the face of Mrs Wardah. There was no hesitation when asking him. This Haidar maam felt ordinary with her question. Nothing is strange.

Moreover, the question of Miss Haidar is also often asked by neighbors who want to know about others. They always questioned the status of Asha who was the servant in this house. That adds to the point that this question is natural to ask.

"Yes. Why, Mom? Is something wrong?" ask Mrs wardah calmly.

"No... I think you're very kind. Want to accept the woman who had been a servant in this house as a daughter-in-law. I salute. Your daughter-in-law should really know herself," replied Bu Haidar with an annoying facial expression. All who feel agree and agree nod yes. Agree with mistress Haidar's opinion.

Now stepping in time for the meal, Mrs Wardah invites mothers to go to the long dining table that has been provided. All eyes did not point towards the dining table, they looked towards Asha who was already next to the table.  Smiling welcomes their arrival. It still felt insufficient to research this extremely lucky person.

The story of the poor being the daughter-in-law of the rich is very attention to them. Mrs Wardah knows they've always wanted to see Asha. Not because he wanted to know, but because of the love story of this woman with her son.

Asha invites them to eat. Trying to behave naturally even though the eyes of the mothers stared fully in search.

"Come, you didn't eat either?" ask a mistress who Asha knows her house is at the end of this block. Asha smiled while shaking her head.

"Please take it." Asha's hand opened while showing food on the table.

"Already, come ...." Lady Rene's hand pulled Asha's hand to join. Looks like this mistress is a little pity to see Asha as stiff with her new predicate. Wife of Arga Hendarto. Also because of the nyinyir sentences of mothers who may feel Asha is not worth them or in fact they envy the lucky fate of Asha.

Asha's lips couldn't resist when it was like this. He complied with Mrs Rene's wishes. Mrs Wardah saw it. He noticed his son-in-law was pulled to join by Mrs Rene. "Udah .. let's eat." Madam Rene has already taken the plate and thrust it into Asha. It's pushy.

"Sha, ask to get some water dong..," a mistress asked with a smile.

"Something seems to need my help." Asha was about to put down the dishes, but madam Rene prevented.

"Let. Let them take it for themselves" whispered Mrs Rene. Asha silence.

"You are a good person" the madam said as she touched Asha's shoulder. This person was not discouraged from forcing himself.

Lies. There's no way I'm good. This lady just wants to tell me.

"Near you there was bottled water, Mom. Just take that. Asha already wants to eat this...." Asha's plate is empty. Madam Rene winked so Asha immediately took the rice and side dishes.

The madam was forced to comply with thinning lips. Furious seems. They are like deliberately constantly asking for help, but maybe it is also usually not like this. Asha understood this because of her status which was a former servant.

"I don't feel good about them, ma'am..."

"They usually don't. It's weird that they suddenly get spoiled because there's you." Madam Rene knew about this inconvenience. "Eat only. Your in-laws' cooking is delicious" he said with a smile.

Thanks to Madam Rene, Asha could smile honestly. If it was only to respect them, but his smile this time was sincere. Asha really smiled in gratitude.

"You're going with this, too, huh?" ask Mrs Rene to find a topic. Asha just nodded. His mouth was full of food. "Never come to their house, have you?"

"Yes not yet. This is the first time I'm coming."

"Now so just stay at home yeah, no activities."

"true."

"It must be bored, yeah...,"

"Not really. This is where I used to work. So yeah .. I'm used to it."

"Your parents are great at accepting you. Proud of her, same in-laws ...." Although the contents are the same as the ladies said, the way of delivery is different. There was no mocking or condescending tone of Asha. Mrs Rene said it like an advice, not an insult. Also a sincere compliment to Madame Wardah.