My servant, Asha

Arga vs Asha

Suddenly the young master's head turned to the sidelines. Taking a serious look like he was about to pounce straight from afar. Paris looked at that eye with half a soft mutter, "What is the same look?"

Arga walked while carrying the basketball to the edge of the field. Come and approach Asha.

"Stand up!" Paris and Asha looked up. Seeing that look Paris was self-conscious that it wasn't her. His hand pulled at Asha's shoulder and told her to stand up. With many questions in her eyes, Asha stood up. Paris is still sitting down. Let Asha stand alone and occasionally look down, towards Paris. Like asking for help.

Suddenly Arga throws a basketball at Asha who is standing next to Paris. His deft hands were able to catch the ball well. Asha's eyes followed the basketball that was thrown and then looked at Arga with clearly shocked eyes.

"You'd better play" Arga said.

Asha was still standing while looking at Arga with raised eyebrows. Basketball is still in his hands. Young Master is very nosy.

"I'm tired of working. So I'm sorry I don't want to play," said Asha. Actually it's just an excuse.

"I'm sure that this afternoon the work was done so it looks like you can relax in the room" Arga guessed right. But it was scary because of why the young master could tell that Asha was inside her room this afternoon.

"Don't you know Asha's sister is in her room?" ask Paris in amazement. Eyes blinked.

"Where else would he go when the afternoon isn't all over the place in the house?" replied Arga while pointing at Asha with her chin. Paris nodded her head while thinking. The conclusion that can be taken is... Arga was looking for the waiter to all corners of the house. I don't know because there's a need.

Looking for Asha?

Deni who came to the edge of the field also did not escape the target of Asha's eyes that stared intently like there was a laser coming out of there. Because because Deni stopped, the young gentleman who was not arrogant but annoying forced himself to take his place. To avoid Asha's laser gaze, Deni immediately fell on the ground. Paris who saw pelting Deni with garbage from falling leaves. Deni immediately woke up again avoiding the attack.

"They're like fighting nihh..," said Paris who was happy to see Arga like again challenging Asha. They are both good at playing basketball.

"How about a bet? Which team wins has the full authority to punish the loser!" Paris tried to come up with an idea. Asha glanced at the young miss then rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Hearing this two guys on the basketball court smiled happily at the brilliant idea. These guys agree with this game.

I don't! I don't want to! asha screams in the heart.

"I don't want to" Asha refused for sure. He did not want to follow the two masters of the sableng. Arga noleh. Paris glanced at Asha's refusal. Tumbenya Asha dare to refuse

"For you there is no word no. Must come," threatened Arga. Aharggghh!!! Paris smiled amusedly seeing Arga was very obvious to invite Asha to play basketball. The more chuckles when Asha is reluctant to follow the game but is forced. The team split in two. Arga and Cakra. Asha and Andre.

"Why do I have to team up with you anyway?" grunts Asha. Again Asha had to pair up with Andre who talked a lot. Andre just smiled.

"You want to change partners? Just like Arga. Ga! Asha change partners with you!" shouted Andre gave a suggestion. Arga who was next to Cakra looked up. Then looked at Asha with a gaze that approved Andre's proposal. Inevitably Andre immediately got a loud pat on his arm from Asha. Not forgetting Asha gritted her teeth for Andre to get rid of his bad idea. Andre grimacing.

"May if Asha wants," said Arga immediately okay.

"No, there's no need. Thank you," Asha wiggled her ten fingers in front of her chest. Refuse the idea. Andre wants to make his way to Cakra.

"Where are you going?" hold Asha while pulling Andre's shirt.

"Change places" replied Andre innocently.

"No. Stay here." cried Asha gegegetan.

"You're a plan," Andre is now a sewot. Andre is not very sensitive.

"Already, already. Yeah, yeah sorry. Shut up and we play," Asha tried to make Andre stop nagging as her hands patted Andre's back. Like a mother persuading her son.

The game began.

"Asha half-heartedly plays. No exclamation," deni chirped. Paris noleh.

"Isn't my brother better?" His name brother must have praised his brother right? Deni shrugged his shoulders.

"I just saw Arga play basketball today, but Asha's moves seem original. Usually he is able to play better than this" Deni explained. Paris who do not understand yes can only be mangosteen to respond to Deni's explanation.

"Yes. Come in." Andre again expressed his disappointment. Asha just looked on without commenting. Arga turned his body and looked at Asha.

"Is that just what you are capable of? I think Cakra once said you were very good at playing this." Arga pointed towards the basketball he was holding while looking at Asha." But it seemed like it was just a remark," The young master was delighted to ridicule his servant. Cakra laughs.

Asha thinned her lips hearing the mockery of the noble Arga. Pretending to scratch the ears because they do not want to hear the ridicule of the man in front of him who is sometimes arrogant, savage and annoying while looking down.

"Sha, how come you're slow anyway? We can lose..." Andre is very noisy. Asha could only snort.

"Normally he's good, too, Ga. Maybe because of your opponent being his master, he restrained himself. Where can the subordinates make the Master lose..," guess Cakra who is one hundred percent right. Arga looked towards Asha. Asha's eyes blinked.

"You could be more serious if I wasn't your employer?" asked Arga while pulling his body and putting on a curious face. Asha was silent. It can't be good if Young Master's mood is bad. He was lazy to talk about this game. He's in a difficult position. How could he act like he always does. This alone he had to play. Arga still looked at the servant's face. He approached while saying,

"You can play as you please without considering me your employer if you want" Arga offered. Asha glanced over with interest, "Yes, that if it can still play anyway," Arga said as she passed with that annoying facial expression.

"Are you serious?" ask Asha at last. Arga stop and noleh. Then the girl approached Arga. Suddenly the body approached. Arga's eyeballs widened. He did not expect Asha to dare to bring the body closer to him. Usually, the body protects itself from it. Then this girl whispered softly, "Don't blame me if you lose ya.." Asha said with eyes provoking him.

He passed by from the young master who was still frozen. Although at first glance the body was approaching, he sure felt his heartbeat beating faster earlier. Arga's lips revealed a smile realizing that. He felt more and more attracted to the young woman walking slowly in front of him.

"Make sure you really win from me" Arga said pointing to Asha with a smile. His sparkling eyes also with a tone of speech that looks even happy to make Asha immediately throw a face. Awakening the sleeping demon.

Gravely. Why would I do that?Approaching the body to the devil? That crazy young master. He really bullied me, it became a blur. I hope he doesn't think anything.

Asha was sorry in heart.

The game starts again. Because in the face of Cakra, Andre passing back to Asha. In front of Asha, already appeared Arga. For the category of girls, he does look balanced against the guys. But.. because the opponent is also not abal-abal, the ball held by Asha was successfully seized by Arga. Again. Andre's eyes widened to see the ball go into the basket.

"Yeah...Enter already. They got a point by now" cried Andre disappointed.

"Arga is indeed good," said Cakra giving a thumbs up to Arga who passed away from the ring.

"Shaa! Don't be saggy in Arga's care! Pepet keeps on letting me shoot!" Andre gave the command by shouting to Asha who ran against Arga. I don't know why this guy runs around Asha. It was still ringing in his young master's words to be more serious.

"Shaa! Denger no?!" Andre is impatient. Asha looked at Andre with an annoyed look on her face.

"Yes, chatty. My ears are still working fine!" asha replied while thinning her furious lips hearing Andre kayak coach. Arga who heard their debate smiled amusedly. He saw the other side of his servant. Arga enjoys seeing Asha's behavior outside of her job.

Asha is good at playing that ball. With his dexterity and ability that continues to be honed makes the old Arga does not play basketball become overwhelmed as well. As Asha chose more seriously against her young master, her skill was apparent as well.

Andre repeatedly approached to celebrate the victory while wrapping his arm around Asha's neck. Arga's sense of sight looked on seriously as the hand was on Asha's shoulder. There was a sense of displeasure when I saw him.

"Ca! Just stop the game," suddenly Arga stops the game unilaterally.

"Asha is still struggling, you know," Cakra reminded as he pointed to Asha and Andre.

"I'm tired. Let them win, I don't want to continue this game" Arga said, heading to the sidelines. Cakra termangu. However he soon tells Asha and Andre that they became winners all of a sudden.