My servant, Asha

Chapters. 4 Fired

"Do you want to be fired?" Asha looked up and glared in shock at the sudden question and with such a theme. Why talk about dismissal...

"What?" asha asked spontaneously in shock, but as fast as lightning also she lowered her head because Arga was currently staring at her. Arga smiled faintly looking at the movements of this servant just now.It turns out that his weakness was not because of fear of me but fear of being fired.

"Why don't you answer?" ask Young Master.

What kind of question is that? And again suddenly. And again on what basis do you ask that? This is totally absurd. But because they are told to answer, it is not better to answer.

"I don't want to be fired sir."

"Isn't the employer's decision absolute?" ask the Young Master again. Which is currently showing that he is the one in power at the moment.

Understand that! I gotcha! So you want to dismiss employees for unclear mistakes? Please dong kayak ordinary man. Uh, not ding! You are the noble. Not an ordinary man.

"Yes," answered Asha briefly admitting the person in front of her was indeed powerful. But in his heart Asha was very furious to see the behavior of his mistress who was like arbitrarily. I want Asha to taste, claw at that handsome face.

Aih, I'm muji. Your face is handsome, sir. That's why a lot of it melts to see you this close. Although Asha is not included because she does not melt near her Young Master. He was angry and upset.

"Do you know what mistakes can get you fired?" Asha looked up at her Young Master in silence. Arga still eats quietly. He let the waiter in front of him be confused by the thing that made him get fired suddenly. Asha thinned her lips thinking of many things that could have caused this sudden dismissal.

Don't-don't because I got caught out that night. Then try to ignore the noble at the time of meeting there. Whoaah!! must be because of that.

Asha found the reason for her dismissal. That was the night on the basketball court. Asha could not think of anything else other than the incident that night that should offend the Young Master.

"Sorry Mister. I don't know" Asha said softly, gently and very carefully. He didn't need to mention the events of that night anymore. Don't remind me of that. He must still pretend not to know. Do not wake the sleeping tiger. Slow.....

"Do you really not know?" arga's insistence that Asha think again should be about the matter that night, because it seems like His Majesty Arga is deliberately playing tricks on him. He was like referring to the incident that night but deliberately did not discuss it first, because he wanted Asha herself to uncover it.

"Is it because of that night, sir?" tanya Asha finally discussed the incident. Arga stopped bribing and looked to Asha straight.

"Which night?" ask young master sucks.

Oh my goodness . he understands. He alone meant I confessed that the night was right for me. Now don't want. Asha understood he deliberately wanted to play with his servant.

"Night .. when I meet Mr." The handsome man in front of Asha still did not understand, and made Asha continue his explanation. "That night I played basketball with your friend Cakra." Asha was actually a sprain, but she could still hold herself back with half a head down. It was impossible to pinch in front of the boss. He still needs a lot of money.

The construction of a small depot in the village has not yet been completed. Just a little more. So Asha must be able to survive. For the sake of the Father and Mother is also a handsome grandpa, Juna. Soon he finished college so he could get a good job. The son of the father must be more established than I am the woman.

Arga could see a sad glow in the eyes of the waiter.

"Grad ..." Arga mendehem and asked to get water near his desk.

Arga finished eating. Asha automatically without orders to clean the containers.

"Which night was it?" tanya Arga continued their interrupted conversation.

"The night I played basketball" Asha replied as she continued cleaning the table with a tissue.

"You can play basketball apparently." When finished Asha threw the tissue in the trash and sat back down. Asha was silent again. "There's a waitress in the house who can play basketball like you?"

Where do I know. But it doesn't seem to exist. The youngest one there was just Rike and then me. The others are old. Who could no longer want to play basketball and things like that.

"I don't know, Sir." Arga was silent for a long time. Makes Asha restless. "Am I fired for meeting with the Master that night?" asha asked, daring to ask. If you keep stalling the conversation, make Asha restless.

"I don't know. Because I've never met any of my servants outside the house. This is the first time I've ever encountered this kind of thing. Because usually they'll never be in the same neighborhood as me." The last sentence shows that he is different from the class with the servants at home.

If someone asks who understands? I will raise my hands high and firmly as an officer said; I UNDERSTAND SIR!!! Where there was a noble emperor on par with commoners.

"Sorry, I won't wander around your neighborhood. So please don't fire me" Asha said solemnly.

He understood that it might be very disturbing to his young master. So Asha was determined not to show up and even drown herself if she were to find her Young Master around her. It's better that way than a threatened job at a layoff.

Door opens.

"Sir, there's a guest in front. Can ..." The look on the young master's face showed that he was not happy with Rendra's sudden arrival. Rendra.

Oh bad! But this is an important guest.

Rendra is wrong. Seeing the gap, Asha who was ready with the supplies that had been exhausted at the meal stood up. The young master was shocked.

"Since you've finished eating, I'm sorry ... Maybe Mrs Wardah is difficult to find me because it is not coming home soon," said Asha immediately.

Asha bowed respectfully and walked to the door even though Arga said nothing. Code it, nice! to Rendra with sparkling eyes. Because of Asha's arrival there is a gap to escape.

Thank ye.

Rendra did not understand the meaning of the code just now. What he understood was that he was in trouble, Mr. Arga's mood was in a bad state. Arga looked at Rendra sharply.

Gawaatt! Pekik Rendra in heart.