My servant, Asha

Real peace

The situation is back to normal. After eating a few times, Asha's body recovered. He didn't make the instant noodle breakfast. His stomach was empty without filling anything. Moreover, he was also sleep deprived because asked this - it was by police officers related to the turmoil in the nightclub. Also the activity of going up and down the stairs because of the ignorance of the Young Master, making Asha who had been sleep deprived, was perfectly forced by his energy.

There was no other event that harmed him inside the servant's bedroom back then. The young master simply blurted out his perverted words without taking any action. He just wants to tease Asha his servant by playing words that always seem to lead to sensual things.

Asha so understood the young master was indeed playing around. All of his perverted words meant nothing. Until Asha no longer need to worry if the man deliberately said sensual things and so on. Asha only needs to be indifferent without forgetting the protection for her. Because Arga is a man.

Today Asha can be relieved, the perverted young master has also begun to activity. He's finished his vacation, he'll be active again for work.. Like this morning. He intentionally called Asha early in the morning just to give her advice.

"Before work, eat" said Arga in the morning. And that's very unlikely. Kitchen in Bik Sumi and Mrs Wardah. At best the waiter who lives here eats noodles first. Though reluctant, Asha is forced to take a phone call from her master.

"Yes," replied Asha lazily.

"Today I started working. So I wasn't always around you. Don't faint again" said Arga who sounded really worried when saying the last sentence. Asha snorted involuntarily. According to Asha, the Young Master's treatment was so excessive to her that it felt like a lie. Like just a dream that if he woke up it would all come back the way it should. Return as a servant and employer.

"Yes" answered Asha briefly again.

"Today you're not in the kitchen?" ask Arga while buttoning his shirt and tidying his pants until it looks neat. He put the phone on the wide lip of the window. Then speak in loud speaker mode.

"No."

"Get out of your work nest for a moment. I want to see you, "pinta Arga while looking down looking for the figure of the girl who often makes her want to meet.

"I was busy washing. Not yet time to go out to sunbathe. Maybe later, still a long time," declined Asha lazy. Why would he need to deposit a face with his young master.

"Didn't I help you when I passed out. Have you forgotten?" asking Arga is like asking for a return from yesterday's incident. Arga does not like to use video calls because the distance he and Asha already feel close which does not require a video call. He wanted to see for himself the body of Asha from inside his bedroom. Asha snorted again.

"You want me to repay you by obeying your strange orders?" ask Asha sometimes to turn her mouth to Young Master because of something.

"It's not strange. It's not that hard. Just do what I tell you. Or do you want me to come to you?" bargaining Arga who made Asha's body that was initially resting on the washing machine this time forced her upright.

"alright, fine. I'm out." Asha chooses to grant her young master's request rather than the human approaching her alone.

"Where is Asha going?" ask Rike wonder.

"Get out for a moment," Asha replied and stepped out of the room and towards the sowing area. "What should I do?" asha asked without looking at the window of her Young Master's room.

"I'm surprised. For some reason with your little body, when lifting you feels very heavy. My arms are still sore until now," Hearing this spontaneously Asha looked up furiously. "Finally you will also look at me," said Arga with a slight ruckus there. It was like Asha was pinning her Master's head.

"Don't get sick, Sha. Although I can freely do as I please when you are weak, but I am calmer when you are healthy" Arga said. For this one Asha could not say anything. Although it was exaggerated that this was a young master while he was only a servant in this house, this sentence reached his heart as well. It feels a little fun there.

"Yes. I also prefer to be healthy, rather than sick," murmured Asha softly.

"Today Paris also began to depart for her new school. So it might feel lonely at home. You can call me if you want, "A good offer but it's impossible. Asha did not answer. "You can go back to doing your job," Asha nodded involuntarily and disconnected the phone without a sound.

Arga who could see from behind her window let the silent Asha not answer and watched the girl step away from the reach of her eyes.

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After many days at home always accompanied by Paris - which sucks, makers and sableng but also kind - today the house became very quiet when the young lady returned to activities with school.

Asha was having breakfast with Rike next to her. They eat at the wash without using a spoon. Using only hands. Because if you eat the existing sambal-sambal like this more steady directly feed the rice using hands without the medium of intermediary spoon.

Rike and Asha are lovers of spicy food. Although sometimes the mouth feels hot due to cayenne pepper that is finely uleg, they never kapok eat with the menu. His appetite is increasing.

Rike and Asha are like eating. They eat without talking at all. Just glued to each plate. But it seems Asha is stronger to withstand the spiciness of the uleg. Because Rike must immediately snatch the glass filled with ice water he asked from Bik Sumi.

Asha chuckled at Rike sweating and her face was red with piquancy.

"Sir, Young Master yesterday waited until you know, when Asha fainted," explained Rike after removing the spicy taste in his tongue and mouth.

"Oh yeah?" Rike nodded.

"It seems that the young master has become frequently seen in the drying area. This place is not safe if young master does appear here often. Isn't that right, mbak?" Rike raised his chin asking for Asha's support. Chief Asha nodded. He was also actually wary that the man would show up here often.

This safe place will disappear. Peace in the laundry room because rarely touched the employer will disappear. They both will remain unsettled. Now with the young master often watching from the window of her large room, Asha already felt watched. Especially if Mr and Mrs Wardah will follow in his son's footsteps.

"Actually the young master is not as scary as he seems," Asha concluded. Rike looked.

"Yes, mbak?" rike asked with his innocent eyes in disbelief. "He used to be quiet a lot. Just nod without smiling if we say hello."

"Are you saying hello to Young Master?" Rike nodded.

"I've never been. Just look at it and leave immediately if she shows up," said Asha who only realized that she had never greeted Young Master as she should have. He was just trying to avoid things that threatened his lost job.

He felt that he should not deal with this Young Master of the house! In fact, he even met the Young Master outside the house. In one of the most comfortable places for him, the basketball court. Young Master instead found it in the zone that most want to hide from his life to be a servant in the employer's house.

Like hot lead forcing its way into the skin to tear and shatter the makeup of human tissue, Arga suddenly pressed into other Asha lives.

Asha's phone rang again. His body tiptoed in shock when he saw who was calling, Father! With her left hand Asha received the call. Because his right hand is still dirty with food scraps. Fortunately, I finished drinking the water.

"Yes, Father," replied Asha away from Rike while still sticking the object near her ear.

"How are you?" my voice sounded attentive as usual. Asha so kangen wants to go home.

"Asha's good, sir. How is Father? Healthy?"

"Yes. Father healthy. Your mother is healthy too."

"Juna is healthy too?" asha asked her brother.

"Yes juna is healthy too. Is this really a healthy son? How you feel you're there sick," I guess you're right. Asha surprised.

"Ah, no. How could Asha be sick. I'm here healthy always," she said, Asha did not want to tell her that she had been sick yesterday. Parents' love for their children is indisputable. In a stretch of distance that can not be considered close, you can feel that his daughter is not healthy. It can also be felt without any notice from anyone.

Indeed, the father's guess is not wrong. Asha passed out yesterday. Although according to Asha it is only because of hunger can not be called sick, but still it is considered sick.

"How was the delivery from Asha a week ago? Already in use wake up mom's stall yet?" ask Asha happily.

"Father happy you have started to be able to send money, but it is better in the tube for your needs later. Suppose you want to take a better motorcycle loan than a father's motorbike or take home loans. You can still set aside money to build a stall Mom," said the father who made Asha's eyes began to glaze over and shed tears. But this is not sadness. I only advise what is true.

"Asha's salary is a lot, sir. So you do not need to worry," said Asha encouraging his Father. Now Asha's money is much compared to working elsewhere. With the back of her hand Asha wiped her tears.

"You still work at that store, right?" tanya Bapak made Asha raise a confused eyebrow.

"I, yes sir," replied Asha lying. Forgive Asha Father. Asha is lying...

"Oh. yeah, yeah. It works well, nduk? Looks like you're feeling hard this time, not moving around. Usually work for a while, then stop. You are worried about that," said the Father again made Asha have to shed tears of tears. Yuka!! Misterkkk!!

"Yes sir, pray Asha stay loud here. To get a lot of money and be able to buy a motorcycle and buy a house like you said," Actually he can already take motorcycle loans. It's just that he wants to renovate Mom's house or stall. He still wants to use the money for his parents. He can hold on to himself just as he can. Asha refrained from listening to her stuff. His throat became painful when he had to endure crying also had to speak naturally.

Thank you to all of you who are still faithfully reading this story. Also who have voted, like and love comments. All your support for this story is very pleasant❤❤ Thank you 😍_ greetings from ARGA and ASHA.

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