My servant, Asha

Caring

"He's Mr Arga's parents?" The employee's face was shocked. Then he doesn't know. Well ... here who is considered the owner is Arga. So for the tenants it is natural not to understand that the real owner is the father and mother of Arga. Asha nodded. "Welcome to our boutique Madam .." greeted the employee as she lowered her face. Madame Wardah who had seen Asha had now looked again at the dress she was holding. Hearing the greeting, he looked up and smiled. Pretend that he's not listening to both of them.

"Ah, yes. Can you show me the latest dress collection?" madame Wardah asked with a smile on her lips. The employee immediately sped to guide the direction where the latest collection was hanging. Then show one by one the latest collections owned by this boutique.

Asha in the middle of the place chose clothes in confusion. Actually, she wanted to ask her husband's opinion, but it seems that her desire must be postponed first in order to please her husband who wants her to interact more with his mother.

Mrs Wardah looks busy with two employees serving her. Asha should be relieved to be able to escape from interactions that are not needed. So she can focus on finding her own dress. Being with the in-laws feels so stifling.

"Please show this collection to my daughter-in-law there, too" said Ms. Wardah. The employee told his colleague to head towards Asha standing up. When the employee offered, Asha refused.

"no need. I'm enough of this." He showed me a bright red suit.

"It was your parents who suggested looking at the collection" the employee told me. Asha looked at me quickly. Mrs Wardah.

"All right..." Asha. Her feet stepped towards where her mother-in-law was standing.

"You can choose this collection as well. Try to choose." Asha according. Nothing seemed to suit him. Perhaps seeing his daughter-in-law confused, he suggested, "You can try this one." Mrs Wardah is handing over clothes. Because he himself chose, Asha had to try it. But maybe because the taste is not the same, the clothes offered by Madam Wardah do not match. For the clothes are good, but less fitting for Asha.

His eyeballs were fixed on the clothes lying on the boutique chair. "I chose that?" ask him astonished.

"No. Your daughter-in-law chose him earlier," the employee replied, taking the suit. Asha who had changed her clothes again just came out of the dressing room. "You want to choose this one?" asking him made Asha uncomfortable. "It's okay, try it." Asha's hand stretched out to take the clothes.

It turned out that the bright red color did not make Asha lose competitiveness with her clothes. This color increasingly makes Asha more beautiful aura. The mother-in-law's lips smiled faintly in agreement with her daughter-in-law's choice.

***

Daytime in Evan's study.

"I'll be at the boutique soon, with you for lunch." Evan told me on a cell phone. While there was time, Evan always took the time to accompany his wife to lunch. It was very rarely done in the past. Aside from being both busy, Chelsea were reluctant and always refused when Evan offered a sweet treat. But this time Chelsea did not refuse nor did they agree. He just kept quiet. Evan means it is. It is possible that Chelsea are still awkward because he openly said that marrying Evan because of anger with Arga.

"Quick ... I feel my body is weak." Hearing this very rare request, made Evan accelerate the speed of his car faster. He wants to arrive at Chelsea soon. There was a sense of worry that was whipping Evan.

Suddenly the car in front of Evan braked suddenly. The speed of Evan's car can no longer stop suddenly. Even though Evan's foot had already stepped on the brake inside, the body of the car continued to accelerate. Evan slammed the steering wheel to the left and finally stopped as it forced its way up the sidewalk and hit a tree.

In the shop, Chelsea waited. His eyes closed because he felt dizzy. His assistant made some warm tea. So he's crumbling down on the long couch in his office. Cellphone's ringing. His hands slowly walked down the table looking for his phone without opening his eyes.

After finding his phone, Chelsea opened her eyes. There's Evan's name in there. But when someone spoke there, the voice sounded foreign.

"Yes, I'm Chelsea Evan's wife. You who? I don't know this voice."

"I'm a hospital medic, your husband is in the hospital because of an accident...." Chelsea's body immediately rose. The words of the hospital staff are no longer heard even though the phone is still connected. Benak Chelsea have imagined bad things happen to Evan.

"Where are you going?" the assistant was surprised.

"I have to go to the hospital."

"You're gonna check your health?"

"Do I need to accompany you? Your body is also unhealthy."

"No. I can do it myself. You take care of the boutique. I'm leaving." The assistant looked at the back of his boss anxiously, as the body also looked weak.

***

Without the need for long, Chelsea could soon find Evan in IGD. The man lay weakly on the bed. By ourselves. Chelsea slowly approached. There was a new feeling that invaded his heart. Relieved. Certainly is. Because the man can still be said to survive even if his arm is broken. Worriedly. Maybe because Chelsea are human. There was another human being who was in an accident and now lying weakly on a hospital bed, Chelsea must have been anxious.

Fearful. Seeing those eyes still close their eyes even though with his body that was like not much abrasions, Chelsea felt afraid. All the feelings that he considered reasonable were actually astonishing. He's Evan. Why does Chelsea need to feel that way?

Chelsea's outstretched hand touched the man's temple. There was a small gesture that signalled the man caught a Chelsea touch. Slowly the eyes opened.

"Chelsea?" evan asked in surprise. Unasked, Chelsea helped Evan sit down. A thin smile was painted on his lips which still showed a weak look on his face. Evan's left hand was broken. Evan's face felt an excruciating pain in his arm. Chelsea are speechless.

"You're okay? You say your body is weak" asked Evan as he spoke slowly and slowly. Chelsea nodded. Suddenly his lips twitched unable to speak. "Don't cry. I'm fine," said Evan trying to calm down.

It also not only surprised the man, Chelsea itself felt surprised by Evan's sentence. Crying out? His hand touched his cheek and found a grain of tears melting from his eyes. Yep. He was crying. And the tears are getting bigger. Chelsea kept quiet and let out tears. "I'm really okay. It might hurt a little in the left arm, but it's okay." Under normal circumstances, without being asked Chelsea were reluctant to approach Evan. But this time, Chelsea approached Evan's body without being asked. Hugged him tightly carefully on Evan's left arm. There was a chill in the recesses of his heart. This was the first time this woman had embraced him on her own initiative.

Evan's right hand received the hug. Then pat his wife's back.

"I'm anxious. I'm worried" said Chelsea among his sobs. Evan smiles.

"I'm really okay, Chelsea. Is your body okay? You said you wanted me to come quickly." Hearing this Chelsea distanced her body quickly and looked at the man in front of her who seemed to be grimacing withstanding the shock caused by her body that had become a backrest and suddenly just moved away.

"You're having this because you're worried about me?" search Chelsea. Evan smiled wryly. Although it can not be made an excuse, but indeed because of the anxiety that caused Chelsea's sentence, he accelerated the speed of his car.

"Not." Evan said so Chelsea wouldn't worry.

"I did feel weak and dizzy earlier, but when I saw you like this I also felt twice as dizzy. Even more."

"I'm sorry" said Evan, who felt more guilty. Seeing Chelsea looking at him angrily, Evan felt wrong.

"Stop that. You're not wrong." Chelsea wiped her tears. Then came an officer who asked Chelsea to approve the operation of Evan's broken arm. "I'll go first." Evan nodded. He looked at his wife's body from behind happily. He had a broken bone but was happy. His lips did not stop smiling.

There are many things that make him grateful for this accident. Like Chelsea who hugged him and also the anxiety on the face of the woman who was aimed for him. This is the first time the woman has shown a worried response. That was so happy for him.

***

At around 7pm, Arga and Asha visited the hospital to visit. He was just in the news, after trying to call Evan's phone many times. Because Evan had an appointment, to meet with Arga this afternoon. Only when Evan was done in surgery and transferred to the 1st patient's room could he receive a call. Chelsea knew it was Arga who called, but he felt he did not want to accept it.

Arga knocked on the door. Soon, someone opened the door for them. Apparently Chelsea. The eyes of the three of them clashed. Since the person knocking on the door did not immediately enter, Evan looked up from his bed.

"Come in...." Chelsea finally let them in, after a few seconds in silence.