My servant, Asha

New lessons for Paris

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Finally Asha and Paris arrived at the front yard of the house. Paris deliberately did not ask for help Pak Yus in front of earlier to bring his groceries because he wanted to look really home from the market. Because Paris refused, it was clear Asha could not ask for help either. Where maybe he asked for help Pak Yus while the employer tried to bring his own groceries. This was troublesome for Asha as she was carrying heavier groceries than Paris.

Miss iniiii....

The arrival of the two of them was greeted with panic Bik Sumi from the kitchen saw a lot of groceries. He came to see Young Miss who was carrying a heavy grocery bag. Mrs Wardah is not in the kitchen.

"Oh Miss, why carry heavy." said Bik Sumi directly help Paris bring groceries. Asha's eyes looked at this interaction with a sigh. Geez, Bik sumi is inconsiderate. The one who brought the heavy groceries was I Bi... L am..

Asha thinned her lips and shook her head. That he was also experiencing back pain due to carrying more groceries than Paris, but neglected without being touched by even a little by Bik Sumi. Since she is a young miss, obviously Bik Sumi directly helped her. Are they not servants. Asha put two large crackle bags filled with groceries on the kitchen table.

"Wah Asha is smart to shop apparently," praised Madam Wardah who appeared on the kitchen door to make Asha's heart adem also because neglected by Bik Sumi. Asha smiled shyly and happily when praised. Mrs Wardah's feet stepped towards the kitchen table.

"Paris was young corn, right? Buy how much?" ask Mrs Wardah while looking at the grocery crackle bag on the kitchen table. Paris who did not participate in sorting vegetables at the market so confused. He was busy calling Arga, too busy avoiding the man in the red shirt. Then he went to Asha with a questioning look. I want answers from there. Mrs Wardah's eyes looked at the Paris movement asking for help from Asha.

The madam stepped over to her daughter and reached out to Paris' ears.

"Basically this is anakk..." Madame Wardah fretting Paris's earlobes with a snatch.

"Ohhh..." Paris grimaced and whimpered. Then rub his ears.

"You go to the market what do you do? He told me to learn shopping is not even done. Must be Asha all shopping. Where're you?" namel Mrs Wardah. Asha was silent while putting her hands together. Paris is arrested for being discovered.

Paris to the market was able to learn a new lesson besides shopping, that is, he could find cool men there. Cool men are not just in a nice place like a mall and cafe. In the traditional market kayak place there are also cool men. New lessons for Paris.

"Yes already. Asha can go back to the back.  I want a cooking duet there Bik Sumi. If you tell the two of you to cook, it may not cook all the dishes later." Asha nodded. His feet immediately headed back towards Rike. While Paris chose leyeh-leyeh in the living room while watching television.

"Mak Asha is out of the market..." Rike who saw Asha's arrival asked. Asha nodded softly.

"It's your favorite black stuffed lopis" said Asha, handing the little black crackle to Rike. Rike's face was immediately cheerful and his smile was sumringah. Although Asha is economical but if only cheap snacks like this he likes to buy Rike.

"Thank you mbak. How does it look like Asha is tired?" rike said look Asha lethargic.

"Yes. Hugely. I'll sit down, yeah, tired." Rike nodded. Asha sat leaning against the wall of the wash while straightening her legs. Body so pegel all. Rike also sat down while opening the package that was still using the banana leaf. Compared to wrapping a kind of oil paper, usually these leaves can store the taste of the food itself. So it still feels good like the beginning of making that food. According to such people.

If Asha is the tree on the tongue delicious, anything just goes into the stomach. Because he himself has never made a snack. Cook it is still simple let alone a variety of cakes.

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In the city of 'S' where Arga is located,

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Arga threw away the thought and put the phone back in his pocket. His feet stepped with Rendra following the footsteps of Gilang who was beside him. Then his eyeballs looked towards the construction of his family's fourth Mall. Gilang explained all the things that concerned this development. Plans and plans ahead about the contents of the mall are also described. But only the outline.

Dad told me to go to this Mall so that those who work without a boss there know that their boss also cares.

"Tenant in the Mall of the city where you live sir, there are already some who book a place. Outlets are small but potentially it also wants to be part of this Mall.." said Gilang with a happy smile.

"good. This development is also made exactly with Mall Kota 'J' right?" ask Arga. Gilang.

"The enthusiasm of the people here about the establishment of this Mall I feel very high. The news about this Mall has widened widely even when it has not become a master," explained Gilang.

"really?" asked Arga with a normal look. He was still thinking about something else.

"Yes. Maybe because the existence of the Mall in the city of 'J' makes them also imagine the same place that will move to this city of 'S." Gilang.

It probably is. Arga who is in the mall city 'J' understands that. The second mall in the city of 'J' is very inspiring the construction of this new mall. Because it's very profitable. From the beginning people presented a famous Mall model in the city of 'J', to imagine it is exactly the same as the mall that is being built. Since they already had the image of a magnificent Mall in their city, their enthusiasm grew even greater. This gap is very beneficial for the development of the mall if it is completed later.

Arga's phone rings. While listening to Gilang's talk, Arga reached into the cellphone from the pocket of the suit. Someone's name is there. This man's eyes were round like he had a surprise. Lips smile.

"Sorry Gilang, let's stop it. I have an important phone" Arga said, cutting Gilang's explanation. The tip of Rendra's eyes looked quickly at his Director.

Important phone? Does it have anything to do with work? Then I should have known first what it was about.

Because usually important phone calls about work passed him first who served as secretary Director of Arga.

"Please talk to Rendra. You know he's a very understanding person, right?" Arga appointed his Secretary with pride. Gilang understands who Rendra is. He was also well known among the workers in all the Hendarto family-owned malls.

Because in addition to how it works accurately, also because Rendra's visual handsome. The man who wears these clear glasses also has a strong aura as a secretary who is very responsible with his work. Rendra is very popular among women workers. His sturdy body like the director of Arga as well as his cold character adds a plus to Rendra as a popular clerk.

"What's up, Sha?" Rendra heard Arga's chat at a glance then went away to chat more comfortably.

The sha? Must be that girl. I forget that now there are other things that are a top priority besides work. It was about him. The woman who served as the housekeeper of the Hendarto family. Rendra recalled the incident in the director's room.

Looks like I have to keep that one name in my brain. For sure I will always deal with that woman in the future. I need to understand this.

Rendra then followed and listened to Gilang again.

Arga was still listening to the voice of his servant across the street.

"What's calling me?" asked Arga sounding cheerful.

"Anu... I'm calling because I saw nine missed calls from you, I think you need to be with me and it looks like it's important," said Asha who had needed to think long again when she was going to call the young master.

Actually he wanted to ignore, but seeing the list of missed calls from his master that adds four numbers to nine, the call was considered important. Hence Asha with a high sense of compulsion wanted to contact this young master.

Pressing the call button takes a few minutes. Asha is in a dilemma. Want to be kept quiet must have come home damprat. On the phone again there must be a young master's order.

But Asha finally wants to call first.

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