My servant, Asha

A surprise?

After the wardah mistress and Sumi's bik controlled the kitchen, now Asha tried to master this place alone. This is not a coup, but Asha who wants to be creative with kitchen materials.

This morning the vomiting happened as usual. It's just not that great. So the state of Asha can be considered good today.

"What meda?" ask Bik Sumi who saw Asha looking busy herself in the kitchen.

"Make provisions."

"Make Mr Arga?" Asha nodded for sure. "Wahh, he must be very happy."

"Yes. I'll have lunch there with him today" Asha said happily.

"Have Wardah's permission?"

"It has. I was allowed there. I'll go with Angga."

"Yes already. Be careful later." Asha nodded while looking towards Sumi's biker with a smile.

Today Asha wants to bring lunch to her husband's workplace. Wanting to make a surprise, Asha did not tell her husband.

His hand opened the refrigerator door and picked up the watermelon he had bought from his mother's house. Cut and wrapped like in a mini market. His hands did not escape many times to pluck the fruit.

"Mmmm..." Fresh taste fills the entire mouth of the inner area. After making provisions and arranged as beautiful as possible, Angga drove him.

Since becoming Arga's wife, Asha rarely went out without her husband. He is also rarely with Angga as a driver. This time they were both in one car. The goose is a little awkward. Since then, I have bowed in respect many times.

"Figures, stop bending over. What the hell are you?"

"I, yes non. Uh, mistress. Uh..." Anga is confused himself. Asha laughs.

"You're a gago. Don't be too stiff. It's still the same in it. Stay the old man. Just relax, Ga."

"Sorry."

"It's been said that it doesn't need to be formal."

"I can't."

"Yes, whatever." Asha laughed amusedly.

Angga waiting in the parking lot. There was no way Asha would take Angga because she would eat lunch with her husband. Just two.

Asha's feet stepped into the mall floor quietly. His head turned left and right. Look at the outlets lined up neatly along the hallway.

Not many know if he is the daughter-in-law of the owner of this mall. So when meeting with mall people, Asha can walk freely without being interrupted by their greetings.

It is unexpected, she is the wife of the mall's director. His smile grew thin realizing that his position was very high here.

According to her husband, today there is no visit to the new mall. So it's likely that this afternoon Arga is in his room. Asha could already imagine the look on her husband's face when she found herself appearing on the doorstep of the office.

This is not a planned meeting. Asha deliberately came without telling her husband first. She wanted to surprise her husband.

When saying his wish, Mother gave permission. He also supported his son-in-law to surprise his son.

Dizziness suddenly attacked Asha's head. Asha's body was a little dim. His body movements wavered. His feet stopped stepping. Close your eyes for a while to balance your body.

Asha's feet were walking rather quickly. Find a seat to ease the dizziness. There are. There is a stainless seat that is specifically for visitors. Asha was about to sit there. Suddenly a young man had already arrived there first.

Asha's lips grumbled softly. But when an old mother approached the young man, Asha's lips stopped grumbling. Apparently the young man was looking for an empty bench for the old mother to sit on, not for herself. Asha. The dizziness is still felt.

Taps! A hand touched his shoulder. Holding Asha's body that feels light to look will collapse. Chief Asha turned his head in shock. Mutual. This man appeared nearby.

"I don't know why you. But I saw you unwell from behind the glass wall. Your body's like a limb is gonna collapse." Without asking, Reksa explained the reason for his appearance. Asha just looked at while still holding back the dizziness in her head. "I'd better take you there. Your face is pale. You need to sit down, Sha." Asha's body did feel a bit limp. Mutual's hand grabbed the bag containing the provisions in Asha's hand.

Now, Asha's stomach also felt turbulent. As soon as Asha stuck out her hand shut her mouth to resist her nausea. Muta found Asha's gelagat.

His hand that was still holding his shoulder guided Asha's body towards the food outlet where he had been sitting with his two friends.

Asha did not refuse. He needs a seat and a toilet. Two of Mutual's friends were shocked when they saw Mutual enter with a woman. Their chins were raised questioning who was with him.

Mutual did not answer. He only coded two of his friends that he would occupy another seat. They nodded while smiling a little. Apparently, Mutual wants to be just the two of them. The two men thought so.

Upon entering the outlet, through the guidance of Mutual, Asha only thought one. He needs a toilet to throw up. He's sure he's gonna puke.

Asha was no longer strong enough to refrain from vomiting. Seeing Asha's nauseous reaction, Mutual understood. This man immediately guided Asha towards the restroom. Mutual conjecture is right. Inside the toilet, Asha instantly vomited out all of her entrails. Hoek! Because it is no longer close the mouth, the desire to vomit is getting hotter. The stomach wall hurts. Asha whimpering.

"Sha, are you okay?" asked Mutual in panic and anxiety outside the door. There's no answer. Because Asha was busy moaning. "Sha. You all right? Can I come in?" The voice of Reksa sounded very anxious.

"Ja..." Asha's hand was raised to restrain Muta's entry into the toilet weakly.

Mutual forces into the toilet. Because he was sure Asha wasn't okay. The toilet door that is not closed perfectly makes it easy to open the door.

Asha leans limply against the inner toilet wall.

"Sha!" pekik Reksa was worried. He came straight over and grabbed Asha's shoulder. "Aren't you okay?" asked Reksa while looking into this woman's face. With a light nod of her head, Asha signaled that she was fine. "You're vomiting apparently."

Deftly, Reksa kneaded the nape of Asha slowly. According to the information known to Mutual, massage like this helps relieve when vomiting. Asha closed her eyes for a moment.

"Have you gone, Sha?" ask Reksa while tilting her head checking if her massage is working. Chief Asha nodded again.

Asha's body weakened due to the upheaval in her stomach. The discomfort is still felt in his stomach and mouth. "You should sit down immediately. Let's sit outside." Asha could only agree. He couldn't make much of a rejection.

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At that time Arga was walking hand in hand with the people of Evan company engaged in design in the mall. There's Mr. Tinus there too. Evan now holds the interior design of the company Mr. Tinus.

Their footsteps were slow and sure while chatting. Light laughter also rang out from their lips. Arga just smiled in response.

Rendra was also in the middle of them by walking behind his master. Cellphone's ringing. My mother's name appeared there. The tail of Rendra's eyes looked right and left. Since this meeting was more casual, Rendra dared to take a call.