My servant, Asha

Ngever?

..."How's Asha doing?" ask Mr. Hendarto....

..."Okay, Dad," replied Asha....

..."Did ya? Is there a disruption of pregnant women in the morning?" Looks like he understands that. Maybe Madame Wardah also experienced the same thing before....

..."Yes, but the mother has given a way of handling well."...

..."That's so... Mercifully. Try to be alert in the morning, Ga. The discomfort in the morning is more pronounced than at any other time." My father-in-law understands....

..."Aye, Dad."...

...[ Previous Episodes ]...

Arga finally decided to go to work after believing his wife was okay. He kissed his wife's forehead first to give her strength.

"I went to work, yeah. I'm going to the mall in your village. Is there something I want to bring or tell my mom and dad?"

"none. I can call them myself if there's a need."

"Yes already. Call me if you want me home."

"Yes." Yeah." Chief Asha nodded. "Be careful." Arga also nodded.

This morning he had to leave for a new mall in the land of Asha's birth. Seeing the development and also the place that has been leased by the company owned by Mr. William. Since this concerns Mr. William, Arga must have come with Evan.

Exciting conversation about their pregnant wife, starting from Evan. It all came from that guy. Because the man first had more stories and experiences about a pregnant wife, than Arga.

"Chelsea's stomach is getting bigger. His body gets tired faster." Evan started telling stories while sitting next to Arga. Evan didn't want to bring his own car. He left his car at the office and got in Arga's car.

Hearing this Arga did not respond, but his ears could catch Evan's words well. "However, it brings me good things. Because of that stomach, he's very dependent on me now." Evan's lips smiled. That's a fun coincidence.

"Yes, a wife depends on her husband." Finally Arga responded with a little reluctance. Without looking. Just commenting with his hands still wriggling on the phone.

Evan just sat back in the car seat comfortably. Sometimes his head, looking to the side. Towards Arga while telling a story.

"Especially in the house there is no servant."

"Why not recruit a waiter?" asked Arga with his reluctance. Still am.

"In the beginning of moving house, indeed we decided not to use the services of a servant. No waitress is bothered, but it's also fun because we managed to do it all together. All the activities at home everyday we do both. It's very exciting." Evan smiled very eagerly to tell a story.

His head shook with curved lips making a happy smile. Sometimes his hands covered his mouth, not wanting to laugh too wide as this was very happy. "We are getting closer to a variety of small and trivial activities. I really like my life now." It was so happy that Evan felt.

"That's a confession that you weren't happy at first." Arga finds an opening to taunt Evan. Use this opportunity without wasting it. There was a satisfaction that Arga was unaware of, which emanated from his eyes.

"Yes, with such a bitter story, I was a little unhappy." Evan did not cover up that he had a bitter life, when he chose to accept Chelsea's offer to be her husband just because he wanted to make Arga hurt. Arga's eye beads saw and captured the sad aura of Evan's countenance. He snorted.

"Everything has a cause-and-effect as we have taken. There's nothing wrong with that."

Evan smiled and even laughed. "I know it was purposely aimed at me." Evan pointed at Arga with a smile to understand that his friend was like he was saying that it was all a result of the actions of the two of them who had hurt his feelings.

Evan was not angry. He'll understand. Because it's all the past. He doesn't feel he should be angry. No more pain at this time. All gone. Time to get used to not being hurt because of the past.

"How's Asha doing, is she also having problems with her pregnancy? Especially if the pregnancy is young. It was a time when there were so many upsets to his stomach." Evan widened his eyes as if back in those days. His wife also experienced the same thing.

"Yes. She had nausea and vomiting in the morning. I just saw him like that for the first time. Well, even though I've seen him pass out. It's still new to me."

"It was very torturous indeed." Evan agrees.

"really. That discomfort makes him have to moan and limp in the bathroom in a dozen minutes. I can't imagine Asha having to be in such a state when alone." Arga was horrified to imagine what he had just said.

"Chelsea also experienced that, but not too badly. Lucky us. Moreover, he was in his own house."

"Are you not worried?" asked Arga while looking to the side, but in an instant also looked towards his phone again.

"Don't say. I'm so worried. Of course I kept video calling wanting to know how things were going. I also suggested he accept a new waiter, but Chelsea refused. He feels it's okay. The taste also did not last long on his stomach. We are really given ease. Chelsea experienced it for a while. Especially when increasing the age of pregnancy, the taste is gone. The most pronounced is cravings."

"Nwantedam?" ask Arga curiously. This time he looked. Deliberately remove his fingers to remove from the phone. Pause for a moment because he wants to know the continuation of his friend.

"When pregnant women are usually accompanied by the desire to eat, drink or want to have something. A kind of desire that must be fulfilled. Usually not the usual. Sometimes a little weird and even very strange."

"Any? Whatisit? Why does it seem a little difficult?"

Evan smiles. Not mocking, just want to make Arga not think excessively. "really. Thats odd. Not really scary stuff. Chelsea once wanted to eat chicken noodles whose wagon had a picture of the chicken, but it was a bit late. I have to look everywhere. Last time I saw you in my parents' house. There's chicken noodles whose wagon has a picture of the chicken. Because I know my parents well, they want to make chicken noodles even though it's night."

"Chicken noodles with carts with pictures of chickens?" reload Arga did not believe.

"true."

"What would Chelsea do with her car?" asked Arga cringing. Rendra was amused by his master's question. Arga makes no sense. Arga's eyeballs looked at Evan with a look on his reproachful face.

"none. It's just the baby's wish." At first Evan still answered Arga's questions well even though a little scornful and strange.

"Did the baby want his chicken wagon toy?" arga asked while grunting feeling strange, making Evan could no longer not laugh. Rendra, who was on the steering bench in front, also wanted to laugh, but was stopped. He can't go along with Evan laughing at his master. A little head bobble and a thin smile to complete the ticklish taste in his ears.

Arga certainly did not stand still to see the movement of Rendra on the front bench.

"You're laughing at me, Rendra?" asked Arga calmly but was able to make his subordinates quiet.

"No sir." Rendra clenched his jaw and fixed his seat. A smile disappeared from his lips. Then frowned and looked at Evan sharply.

Evan was starting to finish his laughter. "It's not like that, Ga. This cannot be explained logically. You will understand if Asha will demand something."

Didn't he?

"Whatever it is, try to fulfill it. For the happiness of mother and baby. Although it's hard, it'll be fun when we can actually realize the wishes of our wife and child." Evan said it with his very warm eyes. Haru and happy mixed well there.

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Accidentally while working in the mall area, Arga met her in-laws in this long and wide corridor. He still wears his safari uniform. Come along with a few people dressed the same.

"Good day, Father," greeted Arga first while greeting him.

"Oh, Arga." I was surprised to see his son-in-law here. All the people who were dressed the same, turned their heads in unison towards the tall Arga. Their eyes looked on with fascination. Chief Arga nodded in greeting to the office friends of the father-in-law.

Some mothers also began to prick. "His son-in-law, sir? I have a pity on his face. Because Mr. Akbar's son-in-law is handsome." One of the safari-clad mothers voiced her opinion about Arga with a smile on her face. Some other mothers also smiled in agreement.

"How's your family doing?"

"All is healthy, sir."

"And Asha?"

"He's healthy too, sir."

"Thank God, she's pregnant. Isn't it fussy?" ask me very worried.

"No. Asha is a strong woman, sir." Arga should be able to calm her in-laws. Asha was the favorite son of her father-in-law. Also be careful to talk, because he has heart disease.

"Almost go home if you have free time. You can also meet your mother there. Yes already. Continue to work." Arga nodded as he patted her arm. Then go with the accompaniment of questions from some of his friends still about Arga.

"Asha's parents?" asked Evan who had been standing not far from them. Arga nodded. "Like not just her parents."

"Why?" ask Arga not to like.

"Your father-in-law just now was very gentle. While your wife has cold, sharp eyes. Also very strong." Evan twirled and widened his eyes. I remember the first meeting with the woman.

"Because you got hit?" seloroh Arga sneered again.

"true." Evan laughs.

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At the Hendarto family residence, Asha was confused about what to do. Because when he is free, his hands want to do something. But when the mother-in-law found out, she immediately prevented. He who was in the kitchen looking for Sumi's bik was surprised to see himself washing dishes. "Oh, don't wash dishes. Leave it alone." Madame Wardah came over and touched Asha's hand so she could take off the plate she was holding.

"I..."

"It has. Just release. No need to do this job." Mrs Wardah kept telling her daughter-in-law not to do it. "Just leave it. Arga's gonna be pissed if she sees you letting you do it."

Arga's angry?

"Here, Arga's a little fussy. It's even more fussy than you." Madame Wardah's eyes twisted furiously. Showing a funny expression. Asha smiled.

Finally Asha put the dishes in the sink. Then clean the foam of dishwashing soap that mounts in his hand. Just then Bik Sumi appeared from the back door. He was surprised that Asha was right in front of the sink.

"Bik, will you do it, wash the dishes?" Mrs Wardah gave the code.

"Yes, madam." Bik Sumi nodded. He shook his feet to step closer to his young master's wife.

"Don't do any other work, Asha...." Mrs Wardah gave a stern warning, but not fierce. His hand held both of his daughter-in-law's shoulders gently. "Mother ahead, there's a neighbor ahead."

"I can talk."

"Don't. This guy's mouth is a little spicy when he talks." The madam immediately put on a dislike face. Not dislike his daughter-in-law, but the guests he currently meets. Seeing this, Asha was sure that person must have been very good at getting others hurt because of his words. "Mother believes you can face, but it is better not to listen to Haidar's mother's words. Mother can't let your granddaughter have to listen to the bad words of that person." Mrs Wardah looked anxiously at her stomach that had not yet bulged.

Asha smiled happily to hear that her mother-in-law had already noticed the child in her birth in such a way. Though her stomach is not yet shaped as a pregnant woman perfectly.

"It's not important to listen to him talk. Mother ahead first. Bik, prepare snacks just as you drink." After saying this, he stepped forward again.

"Good Mistress. It's just staying." Bik Sumi also advised Asha not to do the dishwashing.

"There's nothing I can do to get bored, Bi...." Asha sulking.

"Young master can't be in his good mood, if you force it." Bik Sumi grimaced at the thought of her young master.

Asha. He relented. Then he was confused as to what to do today. If he can't do anything, then what should he do to pass the time?

"I'm going to the back, Bik?"

"Don't Sha." Bik Sumi who was making drinks for guests immediately turned her head quickly. Hearing Asha saying such a farewell, he also followed the panic and prevented Asha. Finally he breathed. Then choose to sit on the dining table chair.

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"What did Arga say, Bik? Kok mother to be afraid Arga angry," asked Asha when Bik Sumi had given drinks and pastries to guests.

"You know how young master. The young master had given us a little ultimatum, which is not to let you do the work. The young master doesn't want you to be exhausted and make you unwell."

"Because I was sick and vomiting this morning?" terka Asha's.

"That's possible. He wants you to be free of duty, anything."

"Where can you, Bi. I can get bored." Asha's eyeballs twisted the scourge.

"Bibik doesn't know about it. The important thing is that the aunt should be able to keep you from doing anything. Bibik doesn't want the young master to be angry about letting you do the homework." Bik Sumi did not want to be affected. He was more afraid of the young master than Asha.

"Yahh, it seems I have to prepare to find other activities that are not prohibited." Asha rests her back on the body of the chair. His back felt un-tired while leaning like this. It also causes a feeling of comfort in his stomach.