My servant, Asha

Adorable toddler

"It'll be a short turn to the brownie shop huh," Asha's pinta as she got closer to the place.

"What do you usually buy?" ask Arga reassuringly. Chief Asha nodded. Arga immediately turned the car around and stopped right at the front shop. "Why suddenly want to buy brownies?" ask Arga when he gets out of the car.

"Just want to. I also love these brownies. I'm buying it for him."

"Wahhh, now even the mother is in thought," said Arga feigning jealousy while walking closer to his wife. Asha turned her head to the side and rubbed Arga's hair slowly.

"Suddenly remember."

"Mother isn't that scary, is it?" Arga wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulder. Asha showed off her smile.

"Lumayan" said Asha. "Thank you for waiting for me to be close to your parents, especially your mother. Sorry, I had you worried about this. Sorry for all my awkwardness towards them."

"It's okay. That's supposed to be." Arga smiled as he rubbed his wife's hair.

Arriving inside the outlet, Asha immediately approached the storefront to order, brownies and pandan. For the taste of chocolate is his favorite, while the taste of pandan for mother-in-law. Suddenly a toddler with an adorable fat body came to them. Standing not far from where Arga and Asha stood. Without hesitation, Arga ducked and squatted equal to the toddler's height.

Asha lowered her gaze seeing their interaction. Arga's outstretched hand touched the child's puffed cheeks that seemed to want to explore all the places in this not-so-large shop. The male toddler blinked his eyes because he touched a stranger.

But he seems to be a brave toddler. Although Arga was a stranger and approached her, the boy did not cry. His clear eyes stared straight at Arga's face as if observing.

"He's watching me" said Arga in amazement.

"Yes, he was researching what in front of him was a good person or not" joked Asha making Arga smile. The store employee was also seen smiling looking at Arga and the toddler.

"Hello" said Arga, making the toddler blink repeatedly. A little while her innocent eyes were observing Arga, finally her hands were outstretched to touch Arga's face.

"Ta. Ta ta ta." said the little boy adorable. Maybe he meant to talk. It's just that I still can't speak properly. Her tiny hands patted Arga's cheeks with a smile.

"He's like you. It's so nice to pat my cheek with a squash." Asha smiled amusedly. Arga was amused by the tiny hands that touched his face. Letting this toddler repeatedly pat her cheeks with vigor.

"How to." A mother called. From behind the display rack appeared a woman who made this boy turn his head quickly. Then the lips of this toddler laughed happily. "Oh, you're talking to me..."

With a step that is still not right but adorable, the toddler approached his mother. A very funny and innocent voice that adorns this room. After struggling to get to where his mother stood, the cute boy finally arrived. Arga stood up.

Anxiously, the mother held him. "Let's wave the same hands om and aunt. Because I want to go home ... aunt ...," said the woman taught her son. With high spirit and enthusiasm the cute toddler waved his hand. His face also looks happy. Arga and Asha return the cute toddler's hand.

"See you again Gara..," said Asha throwing a smile. After the interaction, the mother and daughter left the store. Arga fell silent and watched over his wife's stomach. There is hope for momongan there.

"It's your order," said the outlet's employee kindly. Two packs of brownies in the back.

When they left the store, they met Paris.

"Eh, is your brother here?" ask Paris who seems surprised.

"Yes. What are you doing?" ask Arga.

"Buy." A tall guy just opened his helmet and got off his bike. Arga. Asha smiled as she saw who it was. Lei. The guy in Paris told me about.

But for Arga, this sucks. Arga still thinks this guy has been close to Asha because of the unexpressed Parisian frenzy. Looking at Asha, Lei smiled as he lowered his head. Lei thinks Asha is Paris' sister.

"He's also a man who's been close to you" Arga muttered softly. Asha looked astonished.

"Lei, they're my sisters" Paris said. The man who had a large body reached out his hand. Mindfully dislikeing the existence of this man, Arga welcomed his hand.

"I'm Lei."

"Yes," said Arga Short. Asha was about to greet but was pulled slowly by Arga. "You already know there is no need to shake hands" explained Arga. Asha's face was astonished. Lei receiving. Paris's face was shriveled disliking.

"You're going to buy brownies too?" ask Asha kindly. Neutralize mood.

"I-yes," said Paris nervously. His face was a little blushing. Asha knows, maybe Lei wants to give gifts for Parisian parents. Their relationship is very close apparently. Though Asha also bought brownies for mother but saw Paris also want to buy, Asha did not tell.

"I'll go in first, yeah." Paris patted Lei's arm softly to give the code that they should enter immediately. Arga's face was not friendly.

"What's wrong with that face? There was nothing unpleasant there, unless you disagree with Paris being close to her boyfriend" Asha said in the car.

"I don't think much of Paris, the man had no ill intentions."

"Then? What makes your face bend so tangled like this?"

"You."

"I? What's wrong with me?" ask Asha astonished.

"Isn't he someone you've been close to?"

"Near? Who do you mean?"

"Who is with Paris." Asha, who was looking for a tissue in her bag, looked up.

"Isn't he your friend?"

"Where can you think like that? Lei's Paris's upperclassman at his new school."

"What I saw on the market that time instead of him?"

"Markets? So you've seen it in the market?"

"I know from Paris. Long ago. Before we got married," Arga finally said. Asha widens eyes. Then a little laugh. She clearly laughed at her husband. "You're laughing at me?"

"Yes. What the hell are you thinking? You know, you were probably working for Paris." Arga frowned. The car they were riding in was still running smoothly on the asphalt. "I did meet him but it was because of Paris. The big boy just now, was being attracted by the Paris prank, and did not expect Lei turned out to be a school with him."

"Paris pranking?"

"Whether you know it or not, Paris is not a sableng girl," Asha said with a funny laugh. Not to mock his sister-in-law but rather to get anxious. Arga allowed his seat. He just did a free act of jealousy apparently.

"You're also no less adorable than the puffer toddler earlier." Asha shook her head, still chuckling remembering the moment earlier. Arga remembered the cute toddler earlier.

There was envy sneaking in Arga's heart. His eyes glanced at his wife again. Getting pregnant? Although he rarely likes young children, it is not happy if he has his own baby. He will be a father later.

"They're very happy" murmured Arga.

"Who? Paris and Lei?"

"No. Evan and Chelsea. Soon they can hold the baby." Asha looked to the side looking at her husband who looked serious. "You... still not late?" asked Arga who could no longer bear to ask. Asha understood the question.

"Not yet." Arga nodded his head. His hand holds his chin. Think harder. "Maybe I haven't done it?" asked Arga to tilt her head. Asha looked quickly.

"Only..." Asha hesitated to continue.

"fruited you. Could I not be maxed out?"

"Looks not. Not yet the time," said Asha quickly.

"Maybe.the frequency of our lovemaking is less." Arga came to his own conclusion with widened eyes. It was like I was happy to find the answer to my own question.

"What's? Less?" Asha said it like she could not accept her husband's words. "How can it be less? Every time you ask for it. I always give, except in the car of course. How can you say less? My body also has limits when you keep asking for it" Asha protested.

"Maybe we should really do it in the car." Arga seemed to get a magical idea from his wife's sentence. He did not listen to Asha's last words.

"No," declined Asha.

"You don't want to try it? Maybe our luck is good this time." Arga's eyes glitter badly wanting to try making love in the car.

"No dear... " Asha finally swallowed her own saliva. This dear word finally spoke from his lips as well. "We just haven't got a chance yet" Asha needed to seduce again. She pressed her body against her husband's arm.

"In marriage the presence of a child is desirable, yes Sha."

"Yes. I am a woman who knows this feeling better. I'm waiting too." Suddenly Asha felt sad. After their marriage, until now has not been given a baby.

"Okay, maybe it's not time yet." Arga made up his own mind as he saw a grim nuance on his wife. Once home, Asha does not directly give brownies to the mother. The box was just placed in the refrigerator, because the mother was already sleeping.

****

Asha is still imagined by Arga's question about the baby. "Do we need an examination or consultation?" asha asked when she saw her husband finished bathing because his body felt sticky due to sweat.

"Maybe, but that's okay. When in doubt, wait patiently. I'm sorry I made you so nervous." Arga knew Asha thought about it because of the question earlier.

"Are you afraid I can't get pregnant?" ask Asha to vent. He also did not know how his condition. Seeing the health of his body that was very easily tired, made him think. Maybe it came from him. With a firm heart he tried to ask

Actually, it's very scary for him. He was very sure his body was unhealthy and probably infertile. The menstruation is also not smooth. This alone could indicate that his body is not healthy.

It seemed that Arga was surprised to hear his wife's words.

"What did you say? This doesn't make any sense. That's not what I meant. I just feel like we should also prepare ourselves to begin this examination. You all right?" Asha nodded.

"I'm ready."

"alright. Tomorrow we'll make a schedule to check with the obstetrician. This is coming closer to me." Asha approaches. Then Arga hugged the body feeling insecure. Suddenly, she also felt discouraged. How could a healthy, well-built and handsome-looking man not seem to be able to get his wife pregnant?

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