My servant, Asha

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Mrs Wardah lay on the bed immediately. He closed his eyes for a moment. Asha picked up the thick blanket that had been on the bed since earlier. Covering the body of the woman who has given birth to her beloved husband.

Soon he opened his eyes again. Staring at his daughter-in-law with eyes staring limp.

"Do I have to order something for your breakfast?" ask Asha.

"No. Bring me the food you've made."

"B-but I guess it is..." Asha doubtful. That's the scanty cuisine.

"Bring me. It's okay," he's weak.

"good. I'll bring you some food. So you can take the medicine after." Asha walked out of the room.

...****************...

The same morning in Evan's little house.

If Evan usually refrained from showing too much affection, this time Evan showed his affection openly. He did not care anymore when Chelsea refused with a reluctant look. He insisted making Chelsea understand the love that was in his heart was real for him, his wife.

Although this woman who had officially become his wife did not love him at all, she still had hope. Chelsea did not ask for a divorce. That means there is a gap that can be entered into being a husband in the real sense.

Chelsea rubbed her eyes slowly. Remove the fog on his eyeballs. Still in his sleeping pajamas, he exits the room and is surprised to find Evan making breakfast. Their rooms are different. Both of them slept in their rooms. As Chelsea said at the time.

"You're awake? I'm not done making you breakfast." Chelsea glanced at the pantry that was still not clean because Evan was busy preparing breakfast.

"Your hand was just in surgery, it's not good if you've done a lot of things" Chelsea reminded.

"I'm fine. My right hand is quite capable of accomplishing this work without burdening my left hand."

"I don't eat breakfast. I'm quite ... " Evan's hand that suddenly touched both his shoulders shocked Chelsea.

"Clean your body first, then come back here." Evan pushed the body slowly towards the bathroom.

After hearing that, arrogantly Chelsea stepped towards the bathroom. She did want to go to the bathroom but not because Evan told her to, but because she did have to take a shower. It was clearly visible on his face even though his lips did not reveal it.

After Arga's wedding party last time, Evan forces her to stay at his house. Chelsea won't, because the house will be empty. Evan insisted and pleaded. It was a small house, but it was good for both of them. There are no servants serving.

Finally, after thinking again, Chelsea wanted to leave her parents' house to live in the house that Evan had bought. They both lived in Chelsea's parents' house.

After finishing cleaning up, Chelsea stared doubtfully at the kitchen. Either approach Evan or not. But when the man who became her husband saw himself was finished cleaning himself, his smile expanded as he approached her. Forcing Chelsea to follow the man's will.

"Let's sit..." Evan guided his wife's body to sit down. At the small dining table there was already food available for breakfast this morning. "Your favorite apple juice. Drink it first to make your body not lack of fluids after waking up."

Although reluctant, Chelsea followed Evan's advice. Refreshed. There's a lot of yogurt and honey in there. Not to use sugar for sweetening. Chelsea really like this.

Then Evan sat down across the street, with food and drink available.

"Eat. You have to have breakfast to start your activities." Evan added a smile at the time of saying it. Chelsea scratched his nape awkwardly. This morning the man prepared his breakfast cheerfully. Seeing this man so enthusiastically preparing this for him, inevitably, Chelsea indulged in eating one table with Evan.

New experience for them. Chelsea usually do not have breakfast at home if Evan is already at the dinner table first. Vice versa. Evan wanted to break that habit.

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In her step towards the mother-in-law's room after preparing the food in the tray, Asha kept thinking. Praying. Hopefully the food doesn't make him sicker. Given the level of cooking it just can be full.

Asha brought a tray filled with food for the mother-in-law. Mrs Wardah opened her eyes when she heard her daughter-in-law come in. With her self filled with nervousness, Asha placed the food on the table near the medicine.

"It's...." Asha gave one serving of food of medium size towards her mother-in-law.

"That's what?" point mother-in-law towards the drink in a porcelain white cup.

"You drank it?"

"Yes. I've been drinking it lately."

"Can you get me some medicine? On the table, "pointing him to the nightstand next to the bed. Asha approached the colored table in harmony with the wall. Then take medications that have been prescribed by a doctor. Apparently, while Asha and her husband were visiting Evan, the mother-in-law was being examined by a private doctor.

"You can leave me. This body is not too weak to keep on being accompanied."

"alright. You can call me if you need help." Asha barks out. Mrs Wardah looked at the back of the woman who is now her son's wife. He sighed. Something stuck in his throat. Important talk to hold for his son.

Somewhat during the afternoon while relaxing with Rike, Asha called mom and said her plan. He sounds happy. As expected, mother did not want to be invited in the opening of the mall.

"Take Juna. He's gonna want to." She offered her sister Juna. Asha did not force. But Juna finally got an invitation to the event. Of course the boy did not refuse.

...****************...

The day before the opening of the new mall, Bik Sumi had returned from home. His brother is starting to heal. Mrs Wardah also began to look healthy until she could come to the opening of the mall.

Chelsea and Evan also came to the grand opening event at the new mall owned by the Hendarto family. Looking from the way the two of them who came together with a little friendly, showed that their relationship had indeed gone better. Although Chelsea's face sometimes looks reluctant, but everything seems better.

Paris and Juna look familiar. Not as a brother-in-law, more to a friend. Their age is the same. They both seem to be negotiating something. Then stay away from the crowded events. Asha was about to approach them but her husband prevented her.

"Let them."

"I'm afraid Juna took Paris to some weird place."

"No, but if that happens, I also have the right to scold them both. Paris and Juna" said Arga. Asha according. Arga established himself as a sister. Not only for Paris who is his biological sister. He also treated the same to Juna who was his sister-in-law.

Tonight, the event went well as planned. Although there are some things that are a little outside of planning, but the whole is satisfied. Successful opening event.

It turned out that the in-laws intended to visit for a while. Just a friendly suave besan. After that they went home. Asha and Arga stayed. They intend to stay one night here. Mother has tidied up Asha's room which will be occupied by her daughter-in-law and daughter.

Although tired, Arga still took the time to accompany the father who was talking with several neighbors in the living room. Arga looks to blend in with them even though he is new to them. This man is a very fit person.

"Arga didn't tell me to take a break, Sha? He must be tired." I saw her daughter-in-law worried.

"He himself wants to accompany you, ma'am. Let it. What's the fry again?" Asha knew she couldn't ban her husband.

"Snack for the father and the people there. If you only drink tea or coffee later can be bloated." In the frying pan there is a vegetable ote-ote that is still fried. Then on the plate already know the contents and know the petis ready to eat. "Bring ahead first. The ote-otenya followed." Asha nodded. Then bring the two fried dishes forward.

"Wow, there's this snack. Gini if playing at the house of Mr. Akbar, many treats. Because his wife is good at cooking," said one father made the other smile happily.

"So this house of mine just wants to eat?" ledek the father who made everyone laugh. Arga looks smiling.

"Asha must be good at cooking too. His mother is good at cooking. Isn't that right, Mas?" ask the other man to Arga. Asha surprised. Arga smile.

"Not so smart, but my wife always prepared all my needs. She's an understanding wife, "thank you Arga. Asha heard the compliment with embarrassment.

"Ah Mas this smart humble themselves. Mr. Akbar's son must be talented. Yes, right sir?"

"of course. Asha is my son. Who else can praise if not her own father and husband." Everyone laughed again. Asha immediately retreated because she no longer wanted to be the topic of conversation. But he still had to bring a plate of ote-ote vegetables that have been cooked. Asha sighed.

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