My servant, Asha

Not meet

"Where are you going, Bun?" ask Asha. Still in a sleeping position, his beads circulated while looking around the room. Since she opened her eyes, her husband's face was not visible at all.

"So, after you came, she said go home to work." Mrs Wardah told me. "Aren't you seeing Arga at all?" ask him astonished. Asha shakes. Mrs Wardah could only furrow her eyebrows. Hearing this, his astonishment grew even greater.

"I'm coming." Appearing Paris shifted the door of this patient's room. "Eh, are you here too? Is Asha awake?" Paris looked towards her brother-in-law who had already opened her eyes. His hand tote a crackle bag. Looks like this girl is from a mini market.

"Hey Paris! Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at school too?" reprimanded mistress Wardah growled to see her daughter still wearing school uniform coming to the hospital. "You're truant huh?" accuse madame Wardah.

"No. School home in the morning. There's a meeting" replied Paris lightly.

"How's it going?" ask Mrs Wardah not to believe it. The wall clock still shows nine o'clock less.

"For more details, Paris clearly knows how to mother. The announcement is just that. I go home in the morning because the teacher has a meeting. I also have to ask what meeting is that? Mother how, anyway?" Paris did not accept it.

"Eh, this is anakkk..." Mrs Wardah is anxious to see the adorable and infuriating defence of Paris.

They were unconscious and let Asha who seemed to be pensive. His mind glared as he looked at the room window which only showed a bright ceiling. This is the 15th floor.

"Did you see your brother around the hospital?" ask the lady a little hope that her son doesn't really go to work. Maybe just get out for a while.

"Yes. I met Brother Arga. When I asked, he said he was leaving for work." Paris sat on a chair by the bedside.

Asha who was listening to Paris' sentence took a rather long breath. Then breathe out slowly. Asha became restless.

Madame Wardah glanced over and saw that. Something is awkward. Arga's indifference to his ailing wife now. He's not usually like that. But he immediately tried to neutralize the atmosphere.

"Mother was with dad. Coincidentally under meeting his friend. Your school friend's dad, Paris. Sandra." Mrs Wardah this time looked towards Paris. While this girl nodded.

He already knew that there was Sandra's papa in the hospital corridor. Not only her father, there is also an older brother Sandra who had made it to the police station.

She also originally came with Sandra, but seeing Sandra's older brother, Paris took the initiative to pitch to her sister-in-law's room first. She doesn't want to meet her sister Sandra.

Not long after my father-in-law came. Ask her daughter-in-law and talk for a moment.

"If his wife is sick, why does Arga have to go to work?" ask his father-in-law to his wife. Mrs Wardah just smiled faintly. "He should be here." Mrs Wardah could only nod her head to hear Mr. Hendarto say.

Despite being slow, he knew this was a reprimand. Mr. Hendarto seemed to regret the attitude of his son who felt inadequate.

"It's okay Dad. Knowing that Paris was coming home early in the morning, Arga deliberately left for work. He gave Paris the task of guarding Asha." Asha said in her weak voice. Mr. Hendarto saw Paris sitting on the sofa by the window. Paris' eyes blinked at the words of her sister-in-law. Then immediately smiled with a smile. Then he looked at his daughter-in-law again.

Father-in-law sighed. Then smile wisely. "Yes already. Mom and Dad go first. There are guests to meet. Paris ...," call Mr. Hendarto make Paris tiptoe in shock.

"Yes, Dad..." Paris immediately stood up from his seat.

"Take this brother of yours."

"Silent. Beres Dad..." Paris saluted his father. Then mom and dad left the room.

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A hospital food attendant came to bring food and dessert to Asha's room.

"Ear in the morning." Paris says. Asha began to sit down. Paris helped put a pillow on her sister-in-law's back.

Paris took a tray of food on the nightstand. "I'm a bribe, brother?"

"No need. I can still eat by myself." Paris handed the tray. Asha tried to eat some bribes. In feeding the food, they both remained silent. Is dissolving in each other's minds.

"What was that reason?" asked Paris about her sister-in-law who mentioned her name without permission in making excuses earlier.

"Spontaneous," replied Asha short while thrusting an inexhaustible tray of food.

"That's the point, if it's spontaneity. But how come that's so? Need to?" Paris gave me a glass of milk. Asha also drank a little. Then leave it to Paris again.

"Let's not be so bad to think of your brother."

Paris unwrapped the package of snacks he bought before leaving here. "So, Brother Arga did a bad thing again, yes... Wear it in the brain of everything."

Asha snorted softly. "I don't know."

"What's wrong? Looks so grim face. It was pale from pain, now added grimly so a little .. heartbreaking."

Asha snorted again. "May be glad it may."

"You guys got into a fight?" guess Paris.

"I don't know."

"Then why did Arga not wait for her sister?"

"There's work."

"OKAY. The explanation is like that at the moment. Why can't you see Brother Arga at all? Not that Arga's brother always waiting for his brother yesterday." Asha looked at her sister-in-law while frowning. "I was just popping. Diiit..."

"I don't know. We may have a dispute. I sleep, he exists. I woke up, he left," Asha replied with a sigh. Paris watched her sister-in-law as she chewed her snack vigorously. Krauk, kale.

"I heard the first son of Asha, the Reksa?" Asha who initially looked at the window now looked at her sister-in-law.

"You've got spies, yeah ..."

"Intentionally to Rendra. Because Arga's sister is a little unfriendly. His face is constantly bent." Paris sneers. Asha looked at the ceiling of this pure white patient room. "Taxes are cool."

"You're talking to your sister?" ask Asha surprised to Paris. The girl laughed even more.

"Fear really well. if I discuss the Mutual same brother Arga."

"Despite that it needs to be asked?" Asha whose energy has been filled with the same breakfast even though a little, began to look healthier. His eyes were slightly rounded with anxiety.

"Same true love, brother Arga? Not expecting." This girl giggles.

"If there is no love where marriage is possible, Paris... You're a sick man even in ledekin." The atmosphere here is no longer sad because there are sick people. The silliness of her sister-in-law made the atmosphere lighter.

"Sister Arga must be a little angry. He might be upset. Therefore, it is no nemenin kak Asha."

"I knew. Don't be clear."

"That means you're ready for dong, if interrogated later." Asha shrugged her shoulders.

They were silent for a moment when they heard the door touch someone. Looks like someone will come in. Two people in the room turned towards the door at the same time.

"Hi..," said Sandra cheerfully.

"Ih, you're Dra. Kirain brother Arga. Hhh..," exclaimed Paris protest. Sandra nyengir's.

"Hello sister," said Sandra, raising her hand to greet Asha. Asha's lips smiled.

"Close door..." Paris was about to get Sandra to close the door immediately, but there was still another person behind Sandra. Paris's eyes glared. Rounded out in surprise to see who was behind his friend.