My servant, Asha

Request

"You guys," said Evan.

"It seems we are not expected here, Asha," Arga said seeing Evan's response.

"Flooded. We are here" replied Asha who made Evan smile amusedly. Chelsea took a bottled drink at the corner table.

"Sit down...." Evan.

"You have a broken bone?" asked Arga who saw the bandage on Evan's left arm.

"Yes." Yeah." Chelsea came with drinks and snacks in two small jars. Put it on a small table near the sofa, where Arga and his wife sat. Evan knows Chelsea won't talk much. Therefore he took the initiative to find a topic so that the atmosphere is not rigid.

Evan had a lot of energy despite the surgery. This guy didn't have any accidents. Her heart was in the flow of flowers to find the woman she loved began to care for her. His happiness is doubled. Evan is very very happy now.

***

"It looks like the state of their household is better than before." Asha started commenting while already in the car.

"I think so. They should be like that."

"What makes them not get along and act cold." Asha said it with an accusatory tone.

"So you think it's because of me?"

"The person Chelsea love the most is you. There's no one else."

"I don't care about that. I only care about the person the woman next to me loves the most." Arga's eyeballs stared seductively at Asha.

"Do you know who I love the most?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Who?"

"I. Your husband's. Arga Hendarto's." Arga pointed towards himself making Asha laugh.

"You're wrong."

"really? Why am I not the person you love the most? That's pretty impossible." Arga doesn't like it. He was like a little boy who frowned when his mother was teasing him by saying that his mother did not love him. Asha's lips smiled thinly deliberately seductively. "What's Mutual?" Suddenly Arga mentioned the name of his first love.

"Why mention that name," murmured Asha while trying to calm down. Her lips were thinning in disagreement.

"I don't know. It could be." Arga raised his shoulders. They stopped when the traffic lights were red. This street looks lonely.

"Of course not. Because .. Father and mother are the first people I love. Then... " Asha leaned her body towards Arga. Whispering in my ears, "This man beside me is a person I love very much." Arga smiled with satisfaction. He turned his head towards his wife who was close to him and landed his lips on her lips.

"I love you too." Arga took off the handle on the steering wheel and hugged his wife's body. Then they put their two lips together again. Still not satisfied to the point of suddenly feeling all over the body hot. "I want to be with you. Right here. Right now," pinta Arga. Asha.

Traffic lights change color green. "It's time for the road" Asha said. Fortunately there were no other riders, so they did not need to honk to remind the newlyweds.

Arga moved away from his wife's body and started the car engine.

"My offer accepted?" tanya Arga apparently still remembers his desire to unite with his wife.

"No. Although this is your private car, it's a public place." Although the atmosphere of the streets was indeed quiet, Asha felt she did not have to comply with her husband's request. Making love in the car? Asha shook her head strongly. Indecent.

"We have to rent a hotel room right now."

"No. We're going home. There's no hotel here." And indeed tonight is very on the side of the man who is unable to resist his desires. In front of them was a five-star hotel.

"Take us on our honeymoon."

"No" argued Asha. The wheels of the car swerved towards the hotel parking lot. "We don't have to come here." Asha still disagrees even though the car is parked.

"The car stopped here." Arga's face showed a unanimous decision that could not be challenged. Asha. Thinks.

"As soon as you wish, can't stand it?" ask Asha slowly. Arga smiled inwardly as Asha's firmness began to fade.

"It can be said that." Arga put on a firm face. Asha let out a long breath. Though they could just go home, but Arga was about to book a room to touch his body. Arga's body was already preparing to come out.

Arga surprised. Hugely. He looked quickly at his wife. Pleased her? Later tonight? Waw. Arga's wild imagination sprang up.

After saying such a promise, Asha immediately looked at the window beside her. His face was red with shame. Arga knew his wife was serious when she said it. Asha herself also did not expect to have to say that to restrain her husband from staying at the hotel.

"All right...." Arga agrees. There's no way he's resisting. His hand held the wheel again. Drive the car, get out of the hotel parking lot and get home. His contempt for his wife bore fruit. I'll even get special services tonight.

***

There, in the room.

"I have not forgotten your promise" whispered Arga as he passed his wife who was standing in front of the wardrobe. Arga really intends to fuse with his wife's body tonight. The center of him felt wriggling down there. Asha blinked not believing that her husband was so eager that he could not wait until home to channel his desire earlier.

Nervous, Asha who had twisted her body, just silently watched the sturdy body of her husband who had appeared innocent, lying beautifully on the bed. Ready to receive his wife's services in accordance with the promise that was said.

"Come here, I'll lead you." Asha complied and approached her husband's body with a pounding heartbeat. Arga guided his wife's hand to explore every inch of her body. After being able to master her nervousness, this woman began to use her lips in place of her hands to explore the body of her nice husband.

Her husband asked, as a wife, Asha should give him. They did a union with pleasure and beauty.

"The opening of the new mall, which is in my village, huh?" asked Asha who was being embraced by her husband's naked body. They are both naked. After the unification of their bodies that caused the sweat to appear, they were still lazy to put on his clothes.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Can we stay at mom's house in the village?"

"Since the event is Saturday, we can stay one day there. How's it?" haggar Arga still with eyes closed. His arms were getting tighter hugging Asha's body.

"It's okay even if it's just a day. Thank you." Thank you." Asha's lips smiled happily. Without looking, Arga knew his wife was happy. The woman's hands also hugged her body more tightly.

"No need to thank you, I deserve to do that."

"How do I tell Mommy?"

"How's what? Yeah, just tell me we're gonna stay there."

"I can't invite them to stay over as well even if it's just a small talk. Because if they really agreed to my invitation, mom and dad would be confused. My house doesn't fit. There's no place anymore."

"Don't think about it. They don't need your pleasantries. They understand. Let's go to bed. I'm getting tired." Asha vaporizes. Then buried her head in the warmth of her husband's chest. They fall asleep quickly.

***

In the morning, Asha woke up and the kitchen was still empty. Bik Sumi hasn't returned yet. Usually Miss Wardah will show up. But it turns out that what was awaited was not there, Mr. Hendarto actually appeared.

"Mother's a little unwell. You should ask for help Paris or anyone who can help you to prepare everything" said Mr. Hendarto who passed by.

Asha nodded. Mrs Wardah is not there and Sumi has not returned from her brother's house. Asha's alone. It's creepy. After taking a deep breath, Asha headed for the kitchen. Open the refrigerator and check the contents. Whatever material is there. There are carrots, potatoes and quail eggs.

Inside Asha's brain is soup. It's also easy cooking, right? There is also a sauce. For the side dish there is only tofu white and eggs. To know there are still many to be made stir-fry with quail eggs. Asha shuffles some eggs in addition to tofu in small boxes of slices. That'll be a side dish.

Then prepare the already smoothed tofu. Added with seasoning flour. Be round tofu. Because she likes round tofu, Asha adds instant noodle crumbs and becomes a rambutan noodle.

Actually, this is the cuisine that he made everyday at the boarding house. Very simple, but she had to cook this morning. There must be some cooking this morning! Paris who came to the dining table was shocked.

"Big brother cooks today?" ask Paris in amazement. The size of him being zero in cooking, it's spectacular.

"Yes. Everyone in the house had to eat breakfast as usual. Although it does not fit the standard, but I tried to make a dish. Try eating it." Asha said with a burden on her shoulders.

"This is more than enough for Kak Asha who is said to be a beginner. I just can't cook all this." Paris plucks a round tofu.

"May your father like it."

"All I know is you don't refuse any cooking." This was her first time cooking for this family. If usually there are many complicated recipes on the table, now there is only the cuisine of boarding children under standard.

The arga! Come quickly! Quickly get down before Dad gets out!! I want your opinion on my cooking.

Asha's wish was not granted. My father-in-law showed up first. While making fruit juice, Asha stared anxiously at her cooking. It seems like Mr. Hendarto is surprised by all the cuisine at the table. Perhaps he did not expect much to hear the reputation of his son-in-law who could not cook.