My servant, Asha

Boutiques

Asha gave a heavy breath. There was something else that made his heart not calm. The fight still has to continue. Life is full of struggle. While helping her in-laws prepare breakfast for the whole family, Asha thought long. Occasionally swallow his own saliva.

"Morning, Mother," said Arga who according to his promise immediately came down to accompany his wife to cook.

"Morning. Your sister hasn't woken up?"

"It has. He's cleaning the hallway. Dad didn't show up?"

"Your father must be on the front page talking to Mr. Yus." Arga's feet approached Asha. Cheeking his wife's cheeks without being caught by Wardah's mistress. Even so, Asha still glared. He asks Arga not to kiss him. Even if it's in front of the family. Asha is uncomfortable. But Arga just shrugged his shoulders not wanting to know.

"I'm helping too?" asked Arga while looking at the hand of Asha who was cutting raw chicken.

"No. Just sit. Want some more tea?" Arga shakes.

"Why is your body not limp after last night so many times I have.." whispered Arga who was restrained as Asha turned her head and glared at him quickly. Her husband is still next to her. Asha's lips were protesting against her husband. This conversation doesn't have to be discussed here. Asha could not let out all her grunts when there was Madame Wardah here.

"Sit down" whispered Asha growled. Arga smiled and finally complied while chuckling. Hearing this, Madame Wardah turned her head in curiosity. Arga had already walked to the seat in front of the dining table. Asha is back to her job.

"Bik Sumi where, Bun?" ask Arga.

"His brother is sick. So Bik Sumi went home." Arga took an apple at the table and ate it. He sat quietly while watching his wife and his mother cook. From his seat Arga realized that since then, these two people were not involved in any conversation. They both remained silent.

Arga noticed, but said nothing. He was thinking.

"Sometimes take Asha shopping, Bun," suggested Arga.

"Without being told, Mommy and your wife have been to the market together. When I wanted to have Arisan yesterday. Isn't that right, Sha?" Mrs Wardah asked Asha for confirmation to provide evidence that they had done so.

"Yes. We shopped together yesterday" Asha said.

"If shopping to the mall has never been, right..," proposed Arga again. He forced them to give a proposal. Arga wanted to give them the idea to spend a lot of time together. They're both. Wife and Mother.

"Asha's going to buy some clothes, isn't she?" ask Mother wonder. Asha widens eyes. He looked at her husband in wonder. He never discussed buying clothes.

"Yes. I told him to buy. Isn't Mommy also going to the boutique to find clothes for the opening of a new mall in a week? You can also shop at the supermarket. It looks like Asha also needs new cosmetics," replied Arga as he looked at his wife who was glancing confusedly. Obviously this is just Arga's own plan. Asha did not know about buying clothes and going to the supermarket. Arga did not care about his wife's questioning gaze. He just smiled.

"What is this talk?" ask the father who has come. "Asha please make Daddy some green tea." Asha who had finished cutting, nodded. "It's just a little bit, as always..." There is a sense of haru when Mr. Hendarto called the word Father to get used to calling him like that.

"I asked Asha to accompany Mother shopping, Father..," replied Arga.

"Yes. Than at home. Asha doesn't need much work is okay." Mr. Hendarto suggested. He knew that his son-in-law was still working like when he was still working in this house. Asha who made tea, smiled. Then take her to the dining table.

"That's okay, Dad. Let Asha's body not be dilated." Arga joked while smiling cutely at Asha. Means taunting. Asha chuckled softly in response to Arga's teasing. Mr. hendarto smiled.

Paris showed up after a shower.

"You're still making a pact with Mommy, right?" ask Ms. Wardah.

"Of course." Arga stood up and approached his wife.

"I'm getting ready for the office." Arga said it slowly. Asha nodded. Asha put the food that had been placed in a large plate to the dining table. Mrs Wardah has opened her apron. That indicates the cooking is over.

Without waiting for orders, Asha cleaned the kitchen table clean. Then wash the furniture that has been used.

"Come, let's have breakfast together" the father-in-law asked. Before long Arga who had been wearing his work suit came down and joined.

***

After work, Arga deliberately took a bath and then slid into the body of his wife who was sitting in front of a mirror. Hugging and peeling open nape. Asha muttered while enjoying the gelenyar sent by her husband through the touch of lips on his skin.

"Take Mommy for new clothes for you." Arga put his chin on Asha's shoulder.

"Mother? Why not just take you?" ask Asha while rubbing Arga's hair. Their eyes were still looking in the mirror.

"Yes next time. It is better to take the mother first. He agreed with you to the boutique." Arga kisses the ear lobe and then moves to the bed. Put his body there. Asha's head looked back.

"So I have to be alone with Mommy?" Arga nodded. "May I also take Paris?"

"Yes. You can take Paris."

But when Asha made her point, the girl refused.

"I want a date" Paris said as Asha offered to leave.

Parisian smile widens "Yes. I'm going on a date with Lei's sister." Asha swallowed disappointed. "Sister want to go out to accompany Mother?" ask Paris who seems to know about this outing event.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Hey...why is Brother so grim?" Paris easily found Asha's anxiety.

"Break. It's the first thing. It's all scary if it's the first." Asha widened her eyes at a glance.

"So Asha as usual. Rather than trying to look good in front of you. I think Brother Asha is good enough to be himself." Asha looked towards Paris who was smiling. Arga came up from below.

"I know that. Theory is not as easy as practice."

"Not prepared? Mother is soon finished preparing. You should hurry too. Paris, I'm taking your brother here to go."

"Please..." Arga's hand pushed his wife's body immediately back into the room to change clothes.

"Paris can't come." Asha revealed it with a clear disappointed tone when she reached the bedroom.

"That means it's better. You can get closer to Mommy."

"Oh, yeah...."

"Nobody makes me happy right now, when you see you look close to the person who gave birth to me." Arga said that hope while hugging his wife's body from behind. Asha rubbed her husband's cheek gently. He knows too. Because he himself felt happy when Arga was close to his family. Asha nodded in understanding.

***

Asha purposely headed for the front page first. Luck sided with him. My mother-in-law hasn't shown up there. He didn't want his in-laws to have to wait for him.

"You're here already?" ask Mrs Wardah who has appeared. He was with Arga

"Yes." Yeah."

"Aren't you ready?"

"It has. He's in the car."

"Mother get in the car first." Asha nodded. After smiling at his mother, his eyeballs headed towards his wife's body that was standing unsettled.

"Calm down. Mother does not bite," joked Arga slowly.

"Ih. not so," muttered Asha. Arga chuckles. "Have I left, huh?" Arga nodded while rubbing his wife's hair. Asha likes this swab. The rubbing that kept him calm.

"Be careful!" shouting Arga.

"Yes!" Then Asha headed for the car. Arga let go of the two women with a smile and good wishes.

The car stopped at the Hendarto family Mall. Their feet went straight to the store.

"What do you want to wear for the opening of the new mall?" ask Mrs Wardah while touching one by one clothes in the hangers.

"I still don't know."

"Try choosing." Mrs Wardah pointed towards the row of clothes hanging. Asha obeyed and looked at one by one. Because it's a boutique, these clothes are labeled expensive. Asha who had never touched an expensive shirt, was surprised.

"You must be Mr. Arga's wife, right?" greet one of the employees. It seems he knows himself. Asha's lips smiled. He did not remember at all but tried to smile kindly.

"Yes." Yeah." Hearing Asha being greeted, Madame Wardah turned her head.

"While shopping?" ask a boutique employee who is definitely just a pleasantie.

"Yes. I was with him..." Asha pointed towards Madame Wardah. Intended that the employee approached his in-laws rather than himself. If he does, he'll know who Wardah's mistress is.

"Emm ... Her Mother, you?" Apparently he doesn't know Mrs Wardah yet. This was a usual question but it made Asha flinch for a moment. Does this manager mean mother? or mother-in-law? At this moment Asha was worried. He will answer, she is my mother. Isn't that too pretentious?

He who is just an ordinary person may look very fond if many people think the beautiful mistress Wardah is her mother. But does that make him comfortable? If her lips say that Wardah's mistress is her father-in-law, it will be very clear that she still distinguishes that the mother who gave birth to her is not the same as the mother-in-law.

The reality in Asha's mind says yes, but ... He may be able to be indifferent and not care when with Cakra and his friends, but that attitude is really not needed when facing Mrs Wardah who became her father-in-law.

"really. She is my mother. The in-laws are called our mothers also ..," Asha said with a friendly smile as she touched the employee's arm.