My servant, Asha

Paris is suspicious

Paris thought for a moment while tilting her head at her brother. Yesterday at the office they were arguing about Paris scorning Chelsea. Even though Paris deliberately did it because of a sister's affection for her brother. Arga was angry and turned to defend Chelsea, as if he did not want to avoid Chelsea. But now, Arga will easily stop seeing Chelsea.

Brother promised never to see Chelsea again if I stopped scolding Asha's sister? Very kind to him. It's strange anyway, because it concerns Chelsea why she easily promised not to see him. Wasn't she a former fiance who she loved dearly.

"Okay, brother Arga I'm sorry. And brother Asha...." The head of Paris turned to Asha who was quietly waiting for her punishment, "Please return to work again. I also forgive brother Asha, for brother Arga will keep his promise. Don't you?" paris glanced at Arga with a stern warning

"Thank you" Asha said.

"Yeah..." Arga relented by lowering his tone so that Paris would not continue to scold Asha. Actually Paris is not scolding, he just needs to ask for an explanation Asha who is often his friend why even defend Arga.

Paris went to the second floor because she had finished breakfast. Asha also wanted to go back to work. It's still the active hours the servants in this house are doing their job. Usually these hours Asha is still struggling with laundry. It's just that Asha hastened her job because of the threat that will never be ended by the person next to her.

Arga who was ready to go to work in a suit stopped him,

"It's quite unexpected that you helped me give such an excuse."

"I'm sorry, I wasn't being reasoned. I'm just telling the truth. You were having lunch in my study."

"Right, too, but I think something's wrong." Asha scrunched her forehead. Woof, wrong again. Tit. tit.. tit.alarm on Asha self beep.

"Darkly?" ask Asha not to understand.

"really. We're not having lunch together, but there's Chelsea and Paris."

Oh, tha..

"really. I was less adding the name of Miss Paris and Miss Chelsea earlier. Sorry, I forgot," Asha said it with great relief.

"really?" Asha who smiled inwardly because of the trivial mistake earlier was corrected by her master, so turned serious again. Some are launching their prank action..

What question is that? The story is like that...

"Right, just forget not to mention the two of them or do you really want to have lunch with me?" asked Arga with a careless eye that emanated.

Openannaannnnn!! These are ngaco people.

"No. Nope. I didn't mean it that way. Sorry." Asha nervous.

"You're always apologizing to me. Yeah...,"

Is clear! You're a strange employer who has a thousand unreasonable reasons to fire me.

Asha silence.

"Even if you did ask me to have lunch with you, I don't mind" Take lunch.. But this is Asha. He's not in the same easy-to-move mode as this one. Especially his young master who said. That felt normal in his ears.

I objected... Already ah go to work, make sultry this morning.. Keep pushing this guy. His messiness is dead.

But this young master was still standing there.

"Not yet to go, Ga?" ask the passing father. He will also go to the office.

"Yet. You want to go to the office too?" ask Arga who saw Dad was neat.

"Do you want to be with Arga?"

"No, no. I'll leave with Mr. Sanjaya alone. Wouldn't you leave for city x to review the construction of the new Mall there?" ask Dad.

"Yes." Yeah." Asyiikkkk. He was so happy to hear the conversation just now.

"Yes, I'm leaving first." Mr. Hendarto smiled at Asha and this servant bowed respectfully.

"Yes, Dad..." Hendarto headed for the door at Sanjaya's friend his confidant. Arga reached into something from his suit pocket.

"Here, lock your room." Arga handed over the key to the room that had fallen under the bookshelf. Yesterday Rendra told the office boy to take the key after Arga told him that Asha lost the key to his room there.

"Thank you, sir" said Asha. But the excitement was deliberately put on hold because he was standing in front of young master Arga. Happiness Asha double today. Horeees. In addition to the person in front of him will later leave the city, his room key will also be met. If the young master were to leave the city, Asha would feel more secure and at ease. Arga saw a happy look on Asha's face that looked down at the key.

"It's better if you're alone with me you call me by name." Tit, tit, tit... Asha's alarm sounded louder than it had been. Hearing Arga's words, Asha's reflexes retreated.

Arga. Why did the body suddenly move away from his body and pull his face, then his eyeballs looked the other way hesitantly. Mata Arga tried to investigate. Then his smile expands.

He's protecting himself from me.

Asha's body set two alarms for her while with his noble Arga Hendarto. First, an alarm to remind of all the things that disturb the good mood of the young master. Second, the alarm to protect himself from the thirst and hunger of a savage beast that was ready to pounce on him at any moment.

Asha kept her body out of Arga's reach. Especially face. Wasn't it! Especially lips! He no longer wanted his lips to be stolen so easily by the young master. Enough of that time. The point!

"You think I'll do it again?" Arga understood the meaning of the woman.

Aye!!

Asha growled while looking at her master with an annoyed look hidden. Asha still remembers her young master's talk of kissing and biting. It was terrible for him.

"I think I've been playing around with you for too long" Arga looked at the chrome-colored watch on her left wrist.

"All right, I'm going and thank you for helping me out. Don't forget to just call my name when we're both like this." Arga smiled and rushed to the office. Hhh... Asha breathed a sigh of relief while holding onto her chest. He felt a thump when the alarm went off. His help just showed that he could escape from the hunt of wild animals. He's been thinking about where he was.

His hand looked towards the room key he was holding. But there is something strange. The toy is gone. The key toy that was with the key did not exist. Whither? Is falling?

Asha looked down on it, maybe her guess was right. It turns out that there is nothing below. Is the toy in the hands of the young master? Asha intended to ask him later. Actually Asha was very lazy to have to deal with the young master again but it had to be done. It wasn't just an ordinary toy, the small hexagon-shaped clear box was someone's gift.

Not the true happiness one can remember from the box. Just a shitty taste. But Asha still wanted to meet him. That's really funny.

What's that brother doing? Fiddling around? Tired and tired because of Chelsea?

It turned out that there was Paris leaning on a second-floor balcony overlooking the living room. With both eyes, the girl saw the interaction just now. Just then, as his feet slowly stepped up the stairs, his eardrums caught unusual noises down there. A strange and unheard voice before. And that's Arga's voice.

Until he decided he did not want to continue the step towards his room. Paris was curious. His body stopped and leaned against the balcony overlooking this central space. Those two people were unaware of his existence up here, especially Arga. The man was unaware that anyone was watching the strange conversation just now. He focuses too much on his quarry, Asha.

Take lunch? Not only is he good at perfecting his work, but he is also good at taking advantage of situations. Therefore, he often looks bright, cheerful and happy sentosa lately?

Basic sister. What the hell is he thinking? Playing around with Asha's sister? He didn't know that it was possible for Asha's brother to hit him with that kick back then? My brother went crazy because of the woman he loved.

However, I didn't think it turned out that my brother was this funny. They both became like children. Hhh. I don't know about this one. Don't know.