My servant, Asha

The wrong thinking

"My friend won't come with you, you better let go of your hand. Look for another woman who wants to be with you" Paris said to the man in front of her. The man looked with a faint frown on his forehead. I don't know what's going through his mind. From the look on his face, he was not happy with the words of Paris.

"You who? Why do you have to dictate to me how?" ask the man to approach Paris. Sandra's hand was thrown away. Sandra then closed her body to Paris.

"That's Paris... Let's just go" whispered Sandra trying to calm down Paris who seemed to be frowning.

"No. I didn't dictate to you. I just need to say, find another woman because my friend won't follow your wishes. We have our own show" Paris explained.

"Look at him." The man smiled as he pointed towards Paris' face with a stifled growl. Paris still survives to keep trying to protect Sandra. The man who pulled Sandra's arm smiled as his head shook to hear Paris's chattering.

Asha from her seat noticed something was wrong there. Then he sipped his drink and stood up.

"You want what?" ask the man suddenly.

"Kesana," said Asha, pointing to Paris.

"They are rich. Didn't you see that expensive suit? You better not interfere" the man warned. It seemed that he knew the boy-like man in Asha's eyes well. Asha was silent as she looked at the man next to her.

The rich man's son? Isn't Paris the son of the rich? Doesn't matter... They are both rich.

"It's okay. One of the girls was my employer. I also have to protect her," Asha said with a smile and approached Paris. Feeling Paris threatened Asha needs to approach on full alert. Moreover, the three against one was not a draw.

"You need an extra cast member Paris?" tanya Asha came in a smile by Paris. Then Asha approached Paris and stood in line.

"You come quickly. Otherwise they'll take you forcibly." The man pointed towards Sandra furiously.

"Neck... I don't want to. I don't want to come with you. I want to come with them" Sandra said, still refusing the man's invitation. Asha and Paris drew closer to Sandra. They both wanted to protect the girl. Whether the code they throw, Asha and Paris both tear their party dresses to make the sound of a distinctive torn cloth. It also shows a black interior with a length above the knee.

The man's eyes bought to see two women tearing up his dress. So do the people around them. Asha throws sandals with a heel high enough that in Paris. Paris is like that too. As As Asha glanced down, Paris's feet looked naked.

"They're both completely insane. Arrest him immediately. Hurry along!" the man who was fighting gave the order. Asha and Paris immediately gave a kick to dispel the men in front of them who advanced to pounce on Sandra. Not expecting these two women to kick, the two men who had advanced had almost been hit by a kick and then two other men came to attack. Fights are inevitable again.

Here if there are more fighting even become a spectacle of people. Not even in the injury even in heat-panasi to keep gelut.

"What are they really doing?" asked the man who was sitting next to Asha earlier while sighing and rubbing his face. After gulping down his drink, he stood up and approached them. The bar worker shouted to the guard. Then the guards came to break them.

"Stop all of you!!" the man shouted very loudly. But no one listens because of the bang of the DJ's music.

Dorr!! A shot came out of the man's senpi muzzle which turned out to be a member of the police. He's on duty here. The fight stopped for a moment. Everyone looked towards the sound of gunfire.

His head looked up at the ceiling of the nightclub. Where the bullets are lodged there. Then sigh.

Why pull the trigger here.. Sorry again.

Hearing this gunshot, everyone panicked. Until there was a commotion inside the nightclub. All scattering out. Paris who had already punched the face of the man who was fighting with him when the sound of gunfire sounded, was already unable to stop. The man wearing the rapk suit fell to the ground.

"Snake!!" sandra shouted in panic and surprise. But it wasn't just Sandra who was shocked. Asha and Paris who heard this shout immediately looked towards the man. Their eyes glared like they were about to come out of his frame. Sandra approached the man called the older brother.

The sister? paris and Asha in their hearts. They both look at each other.

"I warned you earlier," the man said to Asha half-whispering. Asha's lips thinned and growled. In his heart he cursed out why must be involved in the ridiculous and dramatic things of Paris. Paris's face became lethargic and withered as well. Between confusion, confusion and panic.

When passing Angga's car, Paris gave the code for help to Angga who was dumbfounded to see his employer and partner in the police sleigh. He had fallen asleep earlier because of the feeling of being wrapped around his stomach. He was shocked to hear gunshots coming from inside the club. When he woke up he saw the young lady and Asha in the sleigh riding into the patrol car that was headed to the police station.

Angga who had started to get healthy began to enter the car and follow the patrol car where Asha and Paris were dribbled. All the brawlers inside the club were told to fill out a report. What hinders Paris and Asha is that they don't carry identity cards. Asha has but not brought. While Paris still does not have an identity card because it turns out not seventeen years.

Asha and Paris are. Their heroic actions create problems for themselves and others.

The man who has been called by Sandra has the name Biema. He is the second son of the Nugraha family, the owner of a textile company that is currently the acting director. Both Asha and Paris were silent during interrogations regarding the attack on the Nugraha family's second son. Their minds were furious, angry and ashamed.

Angga who has come as a guardian was rejected because it is not family. Finally Angga called Rendra with dictation by Paris. Because it is impossible to tell the employer at home.

Since Paris has also asked for permission again because it will be home around 11 pm, Mrs Wardah is not worried. Maybe they have also slept because they feel that there are already Angga and Asha who accompany Paris.

Sandra was also confused and felt bad about Asha and Paris. It turns out that Sandra was trying to escape because she was caught in a nightclub by her brother who happened to be coming to the nightclub with several bodyguards after a banquet with an important person.

Paris and Asha could no longer afford to be angry. They could only shut up and listen to the lectures of the actual police officers who were also lacking in their eardrums. They were so embarrassed that they felt like covering their heads with anything as long as they could not see the faces of the people there, especially Biema. That director.

Paris who glanced in that direction immediately pulled his glance down. Towards his fused hand on top of his lap. With a bruised face the two-ball matan the director stared intently from his seat.

***

Arga who was being distracted by Asha's whereabouts forgot that there was a senior police officer who had been waiting patiently for her arrival.

"Master," said Rendra slowly. Arga immediately realized that he was approaching Brigadier Sugianto who was handling. Shake hands and sit on the couch. Brigadier Sugianto followed Arga who went to the sofa. Plunging his back followed Dirga who then sat beside him.

"What has my sister done, sir?" ask Arga. Dirga. Apparently this director really did not listen to all of his words. The proof is that he still asks.

"Your sisters did nothing. They both just defend themselves. All of this is just because it has been misunderstood," explained Brigadier Sugianto calmly. Apparently this police father thought Asha was also the younger brother of the director of the company engaged in retail. Arga looked at Dirga. Ask about a case involving two women there.

What's this about? Both Arga's eyebrows furrowed. Then he turned to Dirga with a questioning look.

While the pale man looked lazily and reluctantly because he already felt neglected. It was reported but not listened to. Focus on something else.

But when going to explain, Brigadier Sugianto continued to speak, "All has been completed well by your lawyer. It's not really a big deal. It's just that please give your sisters guidance again not to enter the nightclub. Moreover, there are some of them who are still not even eighteen years old," Brigadier Sugianto said still calm. Arga did not think.

They're from the nightclub? What's up with them?

"Maybe they defended themselves because they were attacked, but making noise somewhere also included an offense" said Mr. Sugianto again.

The foreignness? Them two? Paris and Asha? Arga's eyes looked towards the two of them who were still bowed languidly in his chair.

Hearing patient and calm explanations from the police who were already more senior than them, made Arga need to apologize while bowing his body. Until it does not reduce their hornat taste to the senior police.

"I'm sorry for my sister's actions, Father." said Arga sincerely while bowing respectfully, followed by Rendra, Dirga and Angga.