My servant, Asha

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After failing to go to his father's house, Asha and Arga finally leave today for his home. Because Arga is back at work, so wait for Sunday to leave. Father time off too. In the village, Asha and her husband greeted the father with a sense of haru. Kangen may be his eldest son.

Father and Arga were talking in the living room. Asha in the kitchen waiting for me to prepare food.

"Say she went on her honeymoon?" ask mother.

"Yes. It was a week ago. His passion is only now. Wait for Arga to take a day off, ma'am."

"The father and mother are here always doain you are good, so do not worry about many things. Calm your mind. Don't think anything."

"Yes." Yeah." Maybe you understand about this delayed pregnancy problem. He caught the uneasiness that appeared on his face.

"Then, the mother did not immediately get pregnant. You are also newlyweds. So much time for you two. No need to worry about anything with your body. Just not yet."

Allow...

I probably thought about this when I heard the word honeymoon. Chief Asha looked ahead. Towards the living room. I still talk to his son-in-law. My father's face was very happy. Asha is happy.

"Where's juna, ma'am?"

"Your sister is playing. Especially now on Sunday."

"There's a gift for Juna. I put it on the bed, didn't I, Mom?"

"Just put it here. A loving mother. Come on, you and your husband eat first. Call it there." Asha nodded. Hurry up and invite the two men he loves to eat.

***

Asha came back last night from my father's house. Not staying because Arga had to work this morning. Asha's hand opened the room curtain for the sun to enter quickly, to scorch her bedroom. Her husband is still asleep.

While he felt like going to the bathroom immediately. His throat was bitter. If usually he has rushed to bathe, this time the warm sun is not able to warm the cold that suddenly attacked his body.

Not just today, even at the inn as well. Asha felt wrong on her stomach. His stomach feels uncomfortable which causes persistent nausea. At their vacation spot, Asha considers because it does not match the food menu. So after eating always leaves nausea.

Asha's hand turns on the hot water tap in the bathtub. He wanted to take a warm bath, because his body refused when his hand was exposed to cold water while brushing his teeth. His body shivered violently. Until the stomach is shaken. The drunken feeling of the vehicle afflicted him. Very uncomfortable in his stomach.

After finishing her warm bath, Asha immediately went down. His feet headed for the kitchen and greeted Bik Sumi. Take a cup of tea and brew the tea with the added taste of lemon in it.

"Tumben early in the morning, Sha?" ask Bik Sumi astonished. He knew the habits of his students. Asha does not favor tea as a beverage.

"Since this morning I have been uncomfortable in my stomach. Maybe drinking warm tea makes the stomach a little good." Bik Sumi nodded. "Where are you, Bi?"

"There was. Looking at the new flower plant ahead."

***

In the living room, Mrs Wardah saw her son still standing on the balcony in his sleeping pajamas. He remembered something so intent to climb the stairs to get close to his son.

"Where's asha?" mrs Wardah asked me to look into the room because the door opened a little.

"Maybe it's down. I'm alone, Bun."

"Mother to ask. Are you working with your ex-fiance now?" ask Mother without further ado. Arga. Eventually, this reached his parents' ears.

"Yes. That's right." Arga answered loudly. There's nothing to hide. He had no relationship with that woman.

"This mother was too prejudiced for her son. Me and Chelsea just worked together. Nothing else but work."

"That's great. Don't fuck around with Arga."

"I worked with Chelsea when I wasn't married. Asha knows that."

"Before marriage? You are indeed making an upset, Mother." Mother hit her son's arm.

"I'm not going to mess around, Mother. Especially now that Chelsea is pregnant. Evan won't let us both interact ...." Arga stopped his sentence when he saw the look on the face of the suspicious mother.

"Chelsea's pregnant? Do you feel in a hurry to get your wife pregnant quickly, because of jealousy your ex-fiance can get pregnant first from your wife?" accuse mom fierce. Arga did not expect his parents to be able to make a conclusion so quickly and precisely. Not a hundred percent.

"Already Mother. Now my wife Asha. I have no business with any other woman." Arga has to stop this. "I'm gonna take a shower and have breakfast. Asha must have been waiting in the dining room." After saying that, Arga immediately entered the room to take a shower.

The real Parisian wants to open the door to get out, not so. He chose to eavesdrop from behind the door. Everything is heard clearly. So suddenly there is a honeymoon that actually has been missed.

***

In the kitchen Asha's hands were beginning to skillfully help her senior. Continue cooking even though it is almost finished. Suddenly Asha headed for the sink quickly. Turn on the water tap and spit in there. Asha turned on the tap for a bit long.

"Why, Sha?"

"In this throat it feels a lot of thick spit. Makes me want to puke." Point Asha at her throat. Asha again approached Bik Sumi. It repeated again. This happened many times to make Sumi bik wonder.

"What's up, Sha?" ask Mrs Wardah who appeared from the back door.

"Just a little unwell." Asha gave an answer. He watches his son-in-law. Asha's face was pale. Looks sick again.

"You look pale." Madame Wardah's hand stretched out to touch Asha's cheek. Check the forehead too.

"Yes, I seem to catch a cold. It was the morning of vomiting." Both of his eyebrows were raised. Vomiting up? Madam Wardah and Bik Sumi looked at each other. It seems like their thinking is the same.

"Since when?" mrs Wardah asked very enthusiastically. Asha blinked her eyes. Her mother-in-law was very attentive. "After coming home from vacation?"

"No. When he arrived at the inn, Asha often felt uncomfortable stomach. Because tap water is so cold, Asha is not at home, Bun. The cold makes the stomach nauseous and wants to vomit. Well, that's the wind."

"Asha, it's better to just sit down. Bik Sumi was also almost done. Your husband is coming down soon too." Suddenly Madame Wardah guided her daughter-in-law to sit on the dining room chair. Asha confused. But he complies.

"What's wrong?" tanya Arga saw his mother approach his wife enthusiastically.

"He's a little sick. Look at her pale face. You better take Asha to the doctor." Madam Wardah pointed at her daughter-in-law.

"really?" Arga was shocked and immediately approached Asha. Madame Wardah who was already standing next to Bik Sumi looked up. Arga's hands cupped his wife's cheeks after examining her forehead. "The body's not hot, Bun." Arga.

"really? Asha looked pale earlier from vomiting." Arga pulled out a chair and sat down in front of Asha. Check his wife's lening again.

"I'm not sick. Just a little uncomfortable on digestion. My stomach has been sick since. Maybe I'm late for a meal, so the stomach is wrapped around the pain. Even nausea. I had vomited earlier. Maybe it's in the wind." Asha gave an explanation.

"Whatever it's better to take to the doctor, Ga," urged Mrs Wardah.

"What's wrong?" asked mister Hendarto who appeared in the dining room and watched Asha being examined by her son.

"Asha's pale, Dad. Dizziness and nausea. Mother suggested to immediately take him to the doctor." Mrs Wardah gave her husband an explanation. Also a blink of an eye as a sort for her husband. Mr. Hendarto's forehead frowned because he had to think.

"Oh, yes. Just take him to the doctor, Ga. You don't have to go to the office." Finally I understood and said this command. Arga according. Although actually his wife's body is okay, but the mother had seen his wife's face pale, he had to bring his wife to check.