My servant, Asha

Clarity about him

Arga sure maybe Asha indeed no desire to eat strange. His wife seemed to have no cravings at all. Is reasonable? ask Arga in his mind.

This morning is sunday. Arga family went to the square for sports. Even if it's just a walk. There will be some morning exercise as well. Despite being pregnant, Asha still had the zeal to do this. They came in separate cars. Arga, his wife and Paris. While Mr. Hendarto with Mrs Wardah and his assistant as a driver.

Paris's badmood again, but she's coming anyway. The goal is to reduce the feeling of. Asha nudged the arm of her sister-in-law slowly.

"Need vent?" ask Asha. The head of Paris looked. Silence moment. Then look ahead again.

"I'm lazy to tell. Although it actually needs to be ventured."

"alright. I'm ready to take it if you want a story." Asha did not force.

Arga walk lined with mother. If dad was with his assistant up front. Seeing Arga align her, Madame Wardah was astonished. Because this son will stick to the same wife if again this.

"What's wrong?" ask mom directly.

"Why ask me what's going on, Bun?"

"You must want to ask about something, right? Let's quickly ask. Mother believes you are approaching mother for her nanya-nanya. What's?" Arga smiled caught.

"Mother is great."

"of course. How can you not know your gelagat very close like this. If you remember, when you approached your wife, you could not find the closeness of the two of you. Mother to her own amazement why you can keep your relationship in such a way."

"However, I read Arga's words." This time Arga beat his father.

"Because I have a lot of spies. Asha also looks ordinary in front of Mother."

"It does not mean Asha always lies with Mother, you know..." Arga's trying to set the record straight about his wife. He did not want Asha to be considered to be lying.

"Yes. Bunda. That's not what mom meant. Now quickly ask Mother. What do you want to discuss?" Mother prepared herself to listen to her son.

"Emm .. that."

"Yes, Asha why?"

"Why is Asha?" asked Arga in surprise.

"You're the one who was asked to Mother about especially if it wasn't about your pregnant wife."

"It's true." Arga smile. From the direction of Arga who was walking, Arga deliberately looked back. See if his wife is hearing his conversation with mom or not. It turned out that he had found something else. They, the two women, Paris and his wife are stopping.

"What's wrong?" ask the mother who is waiting for her son to ask.

"Eh, a minute." Arga stop. Mother also stopped. Arga looked towards his wife back there. Trying to ask what's up with the signal.

"What's wrong?" ask mother again.

"Em..it doesn't seem to be the question, Bun. I went to Asha first. Mommy join me first." Arga half-forcibly guides her mother to join her walk with her father and assistant. "Well, mommy was with me. I split for a moment with Asha and Paris." Mommy is surly because she actually does not want to disturb her husband talking. But Arga insisted.  Finally, Mrs Wardah said.

After leaving his mother to his father, Arga rushed towards his wife. Where they stopped suddenly. But Arga could not find the two women there. Unexpectedly Asha pulled her arm suddenly. Arga was relieved to finally find his wife.

"What's wrong? There seems to be something bad."

"Paris. Paris is on the blood ride." Half-dragging her husband's arm, Asha invited her husband to see Paris who had stood upright on the edge of the boundary of the paving and grass plaza.

"Because?" Arga's forehead frowned.

"Oh, Evan."

"Not him, but the guy who was with them" whispered Asha. Paris still looked at them.

"Turkey? Hm... " Aryan tried to think. Among them was a man. Arga surprised. "Cowok in that market? Paris's friend?"

"To be more precise, Paris's girlfriend." Asha whispered in fear of making her sister-in-law inflamed.

"So she's Paris' girlfriend. Then?"

"Look at him. He's with Chelsea and Evan. You know your brother doesn't like Chelsea."

"Because of my story and her?"

"Fright."

"Well what does Paris' girlfriend have to do with Chelsea?" ask Arga not understand.

"Cowok is Chelsea's nephew" replied Paris. "Why didn't you tell me when you accidentally met Lei back then?" reprimand Paris with an angry face. Arga really doesn't understand. Asha was silent. She wanted to defend her husband, but it seemed that this time was not right. Without excuse Paris just left.

"Chelsea's nephew? Wh who? She?" asked Arga was confused. Asha just rubbed her hair. Not answering her husband's questions.

"Hey, Arga! You guys here too?!" exclaimed Evan was happy when he saw Arga and his wife on the sidelines. Chelsea and the guy looked towards the two of them. Evan's hand waved asking Arga and Asha to join.

"You wanna join?" Arga asked Asha for his opinion.

"Why should I ask?"

"I only ask if you don't want to join them. Not because of my past and Chelsea's, but whether you want to join. That's all."

"I don't have a problem. Is it okay to go with Paris and Paris?"

"I think me and Chelsea are the past. That story has nothing to do with the present, where I'm your husband."

"Then let's go."

"alright. Let's go there." Although he agreed, Asha still looked back to look for the existence of Paris. He's worried. "Paris will be taken care of later. I also want to know who my sister's boyfriend is." Asha agrees.

Evan greeted his friend with joy. Lei nodded. Showing her modesty towards her boyfriend's sister.

"Chelsea's stomach is really growing." Asha showed her admiration. Chelsea smile. Evan proudly stroked his wife's stomach.

"Who is this?" tanya Arga pointed at Lei with her gaze. Seeing the probing gaze of his girlfriend's brother, Lei became a little nervous.

"He's Chelsea's distant cousin who lives in the old house with his older brother" Evan said. "Let the Chelsea house not be empty. So my wife gave me permission."

"Cousin, huh?"

"Maybe you just found out because it's only been here this time. Why ask about him?" ask Evan in wonder.

"Because of Paris, huh?" todong Chelsea in person. He knew, since then Arga always looked at his nephew thoroughly. Like deliberately scanning in order to read how Lei really is.

Evan looked towards his wife. "The paris? What happened to Paris?" Evan did not understand. Arga was silent and did not answer. Lei also did not immediately tell the truth. Chelsea seemed to know about Lei and Paris but this woman immediately turned her head in the other direction. Not answering her husband's questions.