My servant, Asha

New place

I don't know how many days Paris is in its new place. Public schools with mixed pupils. There are men and women. Not the kind of school women used to be. The wish of Paris is fulfilled. Finally he could see the guys scattered. Although not handsome all Paris should be grateful.

Paris who has shoulder-length hair increasingly asserts that she is not the feminine type. Unlike Asha who has long hair that seems feminine but original also like Paris. The head of Paris turned to the side, where there was a basketball court. Seeing that she remembered Asha. Her lips smiled as her eyes circulated throughout the school.

Finally the good times of High School will be realized. Paris feels like she can be a real teenager. Where can he lyrics the same guy. Send a chat while smiling to yourself. Dream materialized. But the consequences are great. Every day, every day, Paris has to do homework. Like sweeping, washing dishes and the heaviest and lazy is learning to cook. Paris is being asked to cook. Paris is obliged to approve in because in exchange for his desire to go to public school.

At first Dad stared with sharp eyes as if he disagreed about his request to change schools. But Mrs Wardah explained what her daughter would do if her request was granted.

"Good wife?" asked Hendarto's father at that time as interested.

"Yes. She will learn to be a good wife" Wardah told her husband. It was unexpected when the father agreed to it. So the request was granted without asking the shooting star. Simply say the same mother and father, add with some sacrifices finally realized the dream of school in public school.

"Parisssss!!" yelled at someone in the classroom. Paris sure heard his name mentioned. Although it was a wonder why there was someone who called his name so familiarly. The body of Paris turned backwards where a girl was heading towards her half-run. Paris glared to see who was cheerfully approaching him.

Sandra! His friend just appeared in front of him. He wears the same uniform as himself.

"Hello Paris!!" The body was about to scatter towards Paris but was immediately held up by the barricades of Paris's two arms extended forward. "What are you doing? What are you wearing?" paris asked frantically while touching Sandra's uniform with her fingertips as if disgusted and angry.

"Ihh.. Why the hell? Yes, obviously I want to go to school." said Sandra while brushing off the hand of Paris who was still staring at her with a dumbfounded look.

"Why did you go to school here? Shouldn't you be in the dorm?" ask Paris astonished and confused.

"No exclaiming. There's no fun anymore because there's no you. Why are you so mean to not tell me if you want to change schools," whine Sandra was sulking spoiled. Paris brushed off Sandra's hand which touched her furiously. "Today I asked to move here" Sandra replied casually.

Like turning his hand, Sandra asked to change schools. Unlike Paris who need to fight hard if you want to change schools.

"So you moved schools here too?" tanya Paris glared. But Sandra replied with a cute and innocent nod of her head. Making Paris all the more frantic.

"It's so bad to leave me," Sandra still whines using her potent style.

"Hey.com speaking of evil, I think it's wrong that you accuse me of being a bad person. Isn't the bad guy really you?!" point Paris to Sandra's chest furiously.

"Oh, I'm a good person."

"Are you saying?" Paris dragged Sandra to the side of the hall. Since they were chatting in the middle of the street, many children passed by muttering dislike. Because they're blocking the road. It's a long way from her old school, where the Paris school is feared by her friends.

Paris accidentally presses Sandra on the classroom wall which inexplicably makes everyone look panicked and surprised at her. "You said good? Though you have made me dribble to the police station, oh dear friend fucknnn.." whispered Paris growled while clutching Sandra's collar. Treated that Sandra was silent still by showing her innocent face.

But in the eyes of those who are there, this attitude of Paris is interpreted differently.

"Hey stop! Stop that!" yelled at the people who had somehow gathered there. Paris who still holds Sandra's collar is confused. Sandra was also in confusion with the crowd there. They all stared at Paris.

"Why the hell, San?" asked Paris in half whisper

"No idea" Sandra replied whispering as well.

"Who the hell are you? Early in the morning has made a scene to bully," said a girl with her regret. A bully?

"Yes. It's still morning. Why don't you just bully."

"The breakfast is many times so early in the morning has launched an attack," said another.

Paris is full of it. All began to blaspheme and growl against Paris. They accuse Paris of being abusive. Just then a hand pulled her away from Sandra's body. Paris noleh.

"Stop. Don't pick on the weak" said the owner of the hand that had pulled her from Sandra's body.

"I'm not sniffing. I'm talking to her" I'm Paris who's talking to Sandra. All the children who were there buzzed in disbelief. "Sandra! Tell them that you're not being bullied by me" ordered Paris outraged. Sandra nodded.

Goody. Finally there are also those who can remove misunderstandings and disperse them. All disband without refuting. As the twisted body looked at Paris, Paris' body retreated momentarily in shock. He was the man at the market!

***

Arga still hasn't left for work. He was still working on something in the reading room. There is something that needs to be done until breakfast needs to be delivered to the reading room.

"What's that thing doing, why hasn't it had breakfast yet?" ask Mrs Wardah while cleaning up the rest of the breakfast. Hendarto's father finished his meal.

"Take the food. Maybe he's working on something important, so he has to do it this early in the house" Dad said.

"All right..." He also seems to have an appointment at another Mall owned by the Hendarto family this morning. Recently, Hendarto and Arga's father were busy with the opening of a new Mall outside the city which was soon held.

All of the Mall also needs thorough monitoring by Mr. Hendarto as the owner. So he always took his time by often appearing in his three Mall. Although as the owner he can relax also but monitoring is also needed.

Mr. Hendarto does not always have to believe the reports of even a confidant. All need monitoring from the owner, although not every day.

"Asha, please bring this food to the reading room huh," Madam Wardah ordered as she waved to the passing Asha.

"I'll take this back first huh, ma'am?" Asha asked Mrs Wardah for approval because she was carrying dirty clothes in her arms from her Paris room.

"Yes. Then come here," said Mrs Wardah.

After handing over the dirty clothes to Rike, Asha returned to the kitchen. Closer to the dining table as Mrs Wardah prepares food in a tray to take Asha to the reading room.

If Mr. Hendarto has breakfast means in the reading room there is a young master. Asha needed to take a deep breath when she was already in front of the door of the reading room. His hand was raised to knock on the door. It seemed like the person inside the reading room could immediately hear the knock on the door of Asha's hand.

The door opened and unexpectedly Secretary Ren appeared from behind the door. Asha smiled friendly and happy of course. The young master was not alone in the room.

"Bringing breakfast to the young master" Asha said, asking for permission. For Rendra even though the woman in front of him is entering without permission even though he will be allowed to enter by her. He knew exactly where this woman was. So there is no authority for Rendra to limit the territory for women who start to memorize their names appropriately.

Is correct. Her name is Asha.

"Please enter" Rendra invited in a very polite and respectful manner. Asha in the new panic. He panicked because Rendra was being respectful towards him. That makes it awkward. So as Rendra bent her body slightly, Asha also followed her.

"Until when are you going to keep acting like that to Rendra? Aren't you necessary with me, not Rendra?" the Arga reprimand stopped Asha's attitude. Asha's body tiptoed slightly then immediately approached the young master.

"I brought you breakfast" Asha said as she showed me a tray of food. Arga nodded and told Rendra to do her work alone.

"Sit down first." Asha put the tray on the table and sat down according to what her young master had already said. "Have you had breakfast?"

"Yes" answered Asha briefly. He was not happy with the existence of Secretary Rendra who was there

"Is it a lot?" ask Arga. Asha shakes. "Aren't you going to be weak and faint if you eat a little? My hand still hurts if I have to pick you up again. Also my work is a lot today," sighed Arga tired as if to touch Asha when he fainted is his duty. Asha's lips thinned at the sight of her young master.

"Hmm?" insist Arga who suddenly will feed the rice mouth of Asha. Asha's eyes glared.

"What are you doing?" asha asked whispering while holding back a stifled growl. Afraid of Rendra's voice because he was calling his master 'you'. The tail of Asha's eyes glanced towards Rendra who was either busy or pretending to be busy.

"He's at work not playing around. So he won't care what I do" said Arga, understanding Asha's tail intent. But Asha shook her head in rejecting Arga's bribe.

"Sha!" call Madame Wardah who immediately made Asha tiptoed in shock and immediately stood up from her seat.

"Yes!" asha replied out of the reading room without excuse. Arga just smiled faintly. At the place where Rendra was sitting, he sighed softly. So that his master does not know he followed the tense like Asha earlier.

It seems like this will happen often..