My servant, Asha

Make a pact

Cakra called to collect the appointment this afternoon. It was really difficult for Asha because she wanted to be frugal. Actually Cakra knew that, but deliberately asked for a tract because he wanted to prank his friend.

"Sha, tonight out yok. Buy me dinner tonight." The chakras give an ultimatum.

"No. I'm lazy again today," Asha who finished the leyeh-leyeh work on her bed.

"can't. I'll pick you up at Arga's house" Cakra forced.

"Don't!!" pekik Asha who immediately rose from his sleep because of the words of Cakra. He forgot that the boy knew this house because they were both friends. Rike watched Asha in surprise. He who plays cell phones is curious.

"Why?" tanya Cakra sounds very innocent.

"No! Unwilling. Don't ask why! Let me go to your place. Where will you be?" tanya Asha finally wanted to also make the man's treat a meal.

"So I decided where to eat nihh..," Cakra jubilant. Asha heard laughter from there.

"Yes, but not expensive. I don't accept it," hardik Asha with full emphasis on the word don't be expensive. He who saves to save is of course very calculated about spending.

"understand... Share loc dah. You ride the ojek, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"About six I'll call."

"okay."

"You're out, mbak?" Asha nodded, "Can I come with you?" Yes. nambuk people means add costs. Asha biting a finger. Grimacing already imagined his savings reduced.

"Don't ya... Anytime." reject Asha sadly. He also actually did not have the heart to refuse but what power.

As per the promised hours Asha is getting ready to go out tonight. A very happy free hour. While Asha was in the kitchen with Bik Sumi's goodbye making tea for Madame Wardah, she saw a familiar silhouette in the living room. Even though the dining room door that merges with the kitchen is closed, Asha can still see someone in the living room through the door made of frosted glass.

"Bi, I want to go out first" said Asha.

"Same Rike?"

"No. Rike's in the cell phone room,"

"Remember not to go home at night. As per the curfew made by the young master," inget Bik Sumi. Asha thought of her young master again. But he's not here anymore. On duty out of town reviewing the construction of a new Mall. Hence Asha looked carefree because the next three days were free from the threat of the crazy young master.

"Yes, Bi," Asha nodded then left through the back door. Because in the living room there are Mr and Madam. Maybe Paris too. If there is no work in the house, Asha also does not roam too often. So sometimes he also did not know the situation inside the core house.

The most frequent place Asha occupied was the laundry place in the back. Then this kitchen and dining room. For the middle room only if there is no need, Asha does not come to the room.

There's an incoming message. From the fireman. Asha named the Arga number by that name.

"Where is it now?" Asha. Why also nanya. No longer in this city are they acting like this. Asha wants to ignore but not so. He immediately replied to a message from the young master with the sentence of not wanting to continue the chat but politely.

"I'm sorry, I'm in the room. I'm going to sleep, sir." Write Asha a lie. Since the man was on duty out of the city, Asha was sure that her young master would not know. It was an easy trick for the man to stop to extend the chat. If people have said they want to sleep when they want to do not sleep? That's not possible.

"Oh, I see," the young master replied in disappointment. But how could that not happen.

As Asha passed through the front yard she saw the young master's car was still there. Apparently the young master did not bring his own car. Must be using the office car that Rendra brought. He and Arga are very fit and clop.

"Lake in!" arga command without explaining in detail where to enter. Asha was confused, "Get in the car," this time Arga pointed to the car and mentioned in detail.

Tell me that from dong. It's weird to ask to get in the car. Make what? I'll be kidnapped then?

Asha was still standing in her place to think.

"What's wrong? Coming in!" arga was impatient. Asha nodded then opened the car door in the back.

"Get in the front door" said Arga, making Asha noisier. Snarling annoyed many times and throbbing. But Asha tried to calm down. As calm as water in the mountains. He was caught lying earlier. This is the redemption of the mistakes that have been made.

Asha opened the front door and sat down. While sitting down, he remembered one thing.

"I..." Arga. Asha thought again about Arga's warning while scratching her forehead. That he should only call her name when both. But when you look at the reaction just now, it's not just, but it has to be. Mandatorily. Asha is obliged to call and name. I should call you and me again..

"E. I have a need. So it looks like I, e. I shouldn't be in this car" Asha explained.

"Yes I know."

"Where are you, e... you know? Looks like we never talked about my needs," Arga just shrugged his shoulders. You idiot! It is clear from the chakras...

Geck, tok! Window glass in car on tap. Asha and Arga noleh. Paris appears in the window near Arga.

"Fuck." Paris said it in pieces. Arga took a breath looking at the appearance of the troublemaker, Paris.

"Paris wants to come," exclaimed Asha happily. Although he felt bad for defending Arga, he was happy that there was a young lady. At least he's not alone with Arga in the car. Arga turned to the woman who looked happy her sister wanted to come along. Finally he complied with Asha's wish by opening the back door. Arga pointed to the back door so that Paris would head there immediately.

"Where are you going?" asked Arga who saw Asha who was preparing to get out of the car.

"Move to the back. There will be Paris..," said Asha as it should be.

"I only opened the door for Paris, not for you" Arga said. So Asha was really kidnapped the night she left for the banquet, huh? Paris got into the car and was astonished when she did not find Asha in the back seat. The vision of Paris looked ahead. Where Asha remained in her seat, next to Arga.

Paris tilted his head thinking there was this insubordination... Then his two eyes looked at Arga who felt ordinary with Asha's attitude. Slowly Asha's head looked back at Paris. Then smiled awkwardly while greeting with his hands that looked stiff.

What attitude is that? Is he in a state of distress? Arga's brother is threatening him?

"Have you? We're leaving." Arga starts the engine and starts running the car towards the gate. Mr. Tikno who was standing guard at the gate bowed politely as Arga greeted.

In the car Asha remained silent. He felt uncomfortable having to sit next to his young master and leave the miss behind alone. Paris looked out at the street.

"Where are we going?" ask Paris then. Arga knitted his brows while looking towards the rearview mirror above him. Asha was astonished too.

"You don't know our purpose?" ask Arga suspiciously.

"No. I just wanted to come along because I saw you two going out" replied Paris innocently. Children are sometimes shableng as well. Asha thinks Arga told me. So is Arga. He thought Asha had told him to Paris so he followed along. It turned out that the boy just came along without knowing their purpose. Arga feels Paris will also mess up. But to take down his sister halfway is impossible.

Paris laughed in his heart.

What is my brother planning? Bringing sister Asha together with her car, she was filming in a reality show?