My servant, Asha

Arga vs Mutual

Nodding the head of Rendra who slowly drove him farewell to separate from the group. Rendra's legs dribbled her own body to get away from those people.

"Yes, mom. Sorry Rendra didn't visit mom last week." Rendra was speechless listening to her mother across the street talking. "Yes. Rendra will visit mom later after work. Ja. Sorry." Rendra nodded his head. Yesterday, he did not come home to visit his mother.

After he finished closing the phone, he sighed for a moment. Put the phone in the pocket of the suit and prepare to catch up with his master who was in front.

His feet stepped, with his head looking towards the glass wall next to him. His eyeballs accidentally found a figure he felt familiar with.

Alis Rendra. Trying to see again what the woman was right like what was in her mind. After trying to focus his gaze on the woman, Rendra finally convinced. His eyeballs are not wrong.

Asha. There. The woman was sitting there. At a food outlet with someone. Rendra's eyes were clearly rounded in surprise as his estimation was correct. Because currently his director's wife is with another man other than her current husband.

What is that woman doing here?

"Is there anything important to Rendra?" tanya Arga suddenly appeared. It made Rendra very surprised. This man also detached from the entourage. Rendra was ready. He turned his gaze from within the outlet towards his master. Be not suspicious so that the director does not know his wife is there.

"There is no sir. My mother called. Sorry I separated myself from the group." Rendra.

"I understand."

"Why are you alone, Sir?" He saw that director Arga was not with the group earlier.

"They just exited the mall building. I didn't see you in the troupe, so I came back. You stopped here."

"Sorry." Rendra repeated her apology again. Arga smiled and patted his secretary on the shoulder. Inwardly, Rendra wished his master had not turned his head into the outlet next to them. Very hopeful. Until Rendra said many prayers.

"Come on. Let's have lunch first. I'm..."

But fate does not want to compromise with Rendra. However, because it was very close to the glass wall that was next to them, Arga's head also briefly turned into a food outlet.

Not without purpose or just want to look around. Because this time coincides with lunchtime, Arga intends to invite Rendra to enter the outlet that is near them.

Rendra's heart was racing. Not in love or anything. He felt anxious when his master found a very familiar figure. At first Arga who just turned his head did not pay too much attention to what and who in it because he just turned his head not to spy. But when his head was already looking towards Rendra, his body was tense. His brows were clutched revealing fine wrinkles on his forehead.

Rendra gulped. It's not about her, but somehow she also became anxious.

Feeling something strange and awkward, Arga turned his head back into the outlet as his feet walked down the glass wall.

He looked at it, Rendra screeched with a heavy sigh.

Arga's face became cold and cloudy. Can be sure the roar in him is very tight.

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"Well," they answered immediately as they saw the woman next to Muta looking pale. Muta was still holding onto Asha's shoulder as the woman's body became limp. Helping her sit up and suddenly someone pulled her shoulder hard to make her hand slip off Asha's shoulder. Fortunately, Asha's body was already seen sitting on the sofa of this booth. Rendra's eyeballs rounded and directly approached Asha.

Due to the push from the rather violent Arga, Muta's body was pushed back a few steps.

"You can take your hand off my wife's shoulder" Arga said, holding back furiously. Muta looked at the man in front of her while poking eyes. Maybe he was very surprised because of the sudden impulse. His head turned towards Asha. He's still worried.

The two mutual friends who saw it instantly stood up. Their feet were about to walk closer to Muta. But because Mutual gave the code that he was okay, they stopped. Moreover, they also knew that the man who pushed Reksa was the director of this mall, they fell silent. Asha saw this with faint eyes. Because he was too busy withstanding the pain in his stomach and head wall.

"Sir, your wife looks limp." Rendra told worriedly. Arga immediately approached and supported Asha's body. Muta stood up and watched from where he was pushed earlier.

"Rendra, take the car to the nearest place here. I'm gonna get Asha in the car. Hurry along!" arga's orders are panicked.

"Good, Master!" Half-run Rendra out.

"Since then, he has been walking around slowly and suddenly started to feel sick and vomit. I'm just helping him. Not more." Muta told Asha's situation earlier. He knows. He's conscious. This man would think far about him and Asha who were both in this place. Arga only glanced. Then looked at his wife again with an anxious face.

A waiter came with a mutual order. This man approached and held the servant to get closer to Arga.

"There's warm tea. Just just to make him relieve the discomfort of vomiting even for a moment." Muta wanted to give the tea to ease a bit of discomfort on Asha. Arga looked again. Still with a face that does not like. "I'm just suggesting." Mutual said it carefully. He knows here he has no right to say anything in front of Arga who might think a lot of things.

Clearly, Arga does not want any help from his former competitors. But he must think wisely. The most important thing is Asha.

"Give," answered Arga who actually more like commanding than asking. Mutual understand. He followed Arga's will. It is also the most important thing for her. Muta asked for the tea from the servant's hand and brought it closer to Arga. Put a warm tea glass on Arga's hand.

After getting tea sodoran from Reksa, Arga tried to drink warm sweet tea slowly.

"Sha. Try drinking this sweet tea." Asha who can still hear even though sometimes her eyes closed opened her mouth and eyes slowly. With guidance from Arga, Asha could drink a few sips of tea.

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The smell of medicine burst out in his nose. Not fainting. Asha had just woken up from her sleep. His head turned and saw his hand was on the drip. Finally he arrived at the hospital.

"You up, Sha?" ask the mother-in-law who turns out to be next to him. Asha's lips smiled. "You're all worried and panicked. Departing from a healthy home. Suddenly Arga tells me you're in the hospital."

"Sorry to worry you."

"Not that. Next time if it is not healthy do not go anywhere, yes, but you are not wrong too. It is also healthy. Mother has seen for herself. Even mommy gave you permission." Asha smiled again.