My servant, Asha

Closer

Afternoon in Arga's study after staying at her in-laws' house.

"You look tired but happy too. Anything exciting?" asked Arga who was sitting together with Evan. Because of the cooperation with Mr. William, it required that they were often one office.

"Yes. A lot of fun stuff lately." An amused smile was seen from Evan's lips. Arga see. "I think I should thank you."

"On what? I never helped you in any case." Arga.

"Yes, you didn't do it for me. I just feel that because of your decision, I can make a big change in my life."

"I should be proud of that." Arga commented reluctantly. Evan snorted hearing it.

"Thank you for deciding to love Asha and marry her." Arga.

"Without your gratitude, I did love her and made her my wife" Arga said, throwing a denouncing look.

"I get. Your love has nothing to do with me. But thanks to that, Chelsea chose to no longer chase you and act resigned to be my wife."

"That's not something to be proud of, Evan. You can say that if Chelsea chose you for loving you, not choosing you for resignation. Doesn't that mean he had to choose you?" Arga suddenly feels sorry for Evan.

"I'm too happy, so don't pay attention to that. But I'm just saying this to you, not anyone else." Somehow he felt relieved when Evan said this. What would people see if he told anyone about this. Just marrying Chelsea has made him a bad man in their eyes.

"I'm glad I can make you both happy. Congratulations on the happiness of you both."

Evan snorted again. "I'd be devastated if you'd congratulated me, Arga. Because it shows that in our marriage there is no happiness except now." A smile was seen again on Evan's lips. His face showed that he was really very happy. Arga was happy to see it.

"Your face is very honest when you say you're happy." Evan chuckles.

"How's Asha doing?" ask Evan.

"Good."

"She's a great woman who can make you submissive. Do you still live in your house?"

"Yes. There's plenty of places for both of us there."

"Your house is big. Will Asha be able to adapt to her new life as Arga Hendarto's wife?"

"I think so. That's where he worked first. There's not much to do so he can adapt. It's like his own house."

"It's good that Asha can do that." Arga's eyes are squeaking. Found something odd.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"No. That's your household. I don't need to say my opinion," Evan replied holding back. She does not have to be a mistress who meddles in one's household affairs.

"Holy son-in-law and father-in-law?" guess Arga without looking. Evan looked up from the file he was holding.

"Because you said it, I said, yes." Arga. That is his mind at the moment. Asha and her mother. They both look stiff and do not get along. Awkward to just be a son-in-law and that in-law might exist. But that awkward atmosphere could only be normal with the efforts of the two, especially his wife, Asha. He just needs to give his wife some encouragement.

"Everything is fine. Asha can do everything well."

"I did feel that Asha could. She's a strong woman." Evan's eyes widened hinting at Asha's power. Arga chuckles.

"Of course."

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Mrs Wardah is not feeling well anymore. After the opening of the new mall, he was exhausted again. Asha took over in the kitchen again. This time there was Bik Sumi accompanying. After cooking for everyone, Asha immediately brought a tray of food. Asha is a little brave to give his cooking, because he once ate the results of his creation.

"I've brought you some food. Before taking the medicine, you better have breakfast first." Madame Wardah nodded as Asha offered her a plate of rice and side dishes.

"It's okay. I'd like to accompany you. There was Sumi's bik," said Asha who was surprised to herself as the sentence was spoken. He is determined to get closer. Mrs Wardah may have been a little surprised but chose to let her daughter-in-law accompany her in the room. They both remained silent as usual. There is no topic you want to discuss to reduce this discomfort.

He ate slowly. While Asha was silent while slightly bowing. Mrs Wardah watched her daughter-in-law.

"Is everything okay, Sha?" ask Ms. Wardah. He finished half his meal.

"Yes." Yeah." Asha's smile adorned her lips as she replied. I don't know why the atmosphere in this room is getting lighter. Either because Asha is determined to get closer or because of the question of Wardah.

"Actually .. I was a bit disappointed with you who said they couldn't cook." Mrs Wardah started to open her voice. Asha surprised. But he is ready. "But .. I'm even more disappointed if you just act without trying. I once told you that you have talent, because your mother is also good at cooking. I think it's true. For example, this cuisine," he pointed to the cuisine he made earlier. "Feeling this already shows that you can still be said to be able to cook. That means you're just reluctant to start, seeing as I've already cooked a variety of foods."

Yep. Asha who was a boarding child for many years could not possibly not be able to cook. It's just that seeing the expertise of the already pro lady Wardah made him discouraged. So he immediately judged himself that he could not cook.

"Sorry."

"Are you comfortable living in this house, Asha?" Asked Mrs Wardah who seemed to be almost finishing her meal.

"Yes." Yeah." Of course Asha answered him like this. "Because I worked here, so I'm used to it." Intentionally add that sentence to sound reasonable.

"It's nice to hear it if you're comfortable. But...." Asha. Heart's pounding. What would he say? Why is it like thinking about something weird? There is still something that holds his heart. "Don't familiarize yourself here as the one who serves the Hendarto family like you used to. Because you are now the wife of my son."

Asha. She's stunned. His mouth was almost open. His hands were stretched out to cover his mouth.

"I know you're still awkward about this change. I am too. If you still act like I am your employer, I also have trouble approaching you as my daughter-in-law."

"S-i...." Asha stuttered. He has trouble speaking because of the thumping.

"Maybe you behave like that out of respect for me. But the way you honor me, not as your in-laws, but as your employer. I don't blame that. You can already be considered a long time working here as my employee, rather than as Arga's lover." He sighed. Asha looked down. He feels guilty.

"Sorry...." Once more.

"Try to open a little with me.." said Madame Wardah as she touched the back of her daughter-in-law's hand gently. This time, his words sounded very soft. A mother's smile was painted on her lips. Asha's eyes glazed over from being moved.

"I'm sorry I was too nervous to deal with you...."

"Mother. Call me mother as my other two sons call me. You don't have to be awkward calling it." Mata Asha. His face was filled with amazement. "I realize you're too afraid to call me mother." Asha's face was embarrassed. That's exactly what he felt. "Don't feel small with you who used to be a servant in this house. With my son marrying you, that means you're also part of this family." Asha nodded. A tear accidentally fell. Suddenly Madame Wardah's hand touched her head. Asha blinked to remove the puddle of tears that had not yet melted and approached anxiously. Take a rice plate from her mother-in-law's hand and put it on the table.

"An ... Excuse me. B-mom is okay?" Asha used the way she called her mother-in-law quickly. Although the way he called it was still stiff he could do it.

"It's okay. Just need to smash." The body slid down slowly and crumbled. "Actually this mother had long wanted to talk about this, but Arga prevented it. He said to let you go first. My son is afraid you will feel depressed if you have to be laid out for this and that. So you're undoing your intention to discuss this with you." Asha smiled. Then get out of his seat and stand up.

"I'm sorry for my attitude. Also thank you for understanding me." Asha bent her body.

"Already, already. Don't act like that. Let's sit down again." His hand swung and told Asha to sit down. Asha according.

"Mother once told you, if you can actually cook, it's just that you're not practiced here." Asha's eyes blinked as the mother-in-law said so. "If the taste anyway, depends on each taste. Mother prefers spicy food. While this stir-fry that you think will taste savory and spicy, it turns out there is no spicy taste at all."

"Because usually men don't like spicy, I only use two chili." Asha smiled shyly. But he began to relax.

"really. Your husband's father doesn't like it too much." Mrs Wardah smiled.

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