My servant, Asha

Torturing smile

Asha prepared to take her young master for food. He understands this is not just foraging, but can also be called a date. Inside the room, Asha began to fidget about what clothes to wear.

Time and time again he peels himself in front of the glass. Try out various types of clothes that exist. Actually the choice of Asha clothes is not much. But now it's like having dozens of clothes. Confused what to wear.

Asha tried all the clothes she had taken out from the closet. There are a few options there. Blue blouse, maroon color t-shirt and army green sabrina collar knitting shirt.

Then what's a knee-length skirt on trousers? What shoes do sandals wear? The last thing he tried was a skirt with a straight cut with a length of 7/8 patterned checkered with a white t-shirt top.

Usually she sees this situation when Kiran's old high school friend - who's one boarding with her - is about to go on a date. At that time Asha was astonished. Why Kiran can be confused to decide what to use this street event. Whereas for the owner of the beautiful face, any shirt looks good on him. But Kiran is still confused to decide what clothes to wear.

It turns out that when we have a lover, we will always be afraid to make our partner disappointed with our appearance. Even though we look from anywhere we have been considered good and interesting. We will still feel less confident and stare in front of the glass many times. As experienced by Asha this time.

Sorry Kiran. I think you used to be excessive, it turns out that now I am like that too. Although I am not as excited as you, but still I am a little anxious to choose what clothes to wear to go out on the streets with this man labeled my lover.

For the morning of that time Asha could still be cuey duck with clothes because it was the first day of being made, so Asha had not noticed such things.

This girl let out a long sigh and exhaled by widening her eyeballs. It turns out that dating made him think hard. He looked at her again in a long skirt above her paw-like eyes in front of a large mirror.

"Wearing such a skirt is also sweet," said Arga, who stood in the doorway. Asha tiptoed and twisted her body in shock.

"What are you doing here? It's the woman's room," Asha reprimanded her with a fierce face.

"I asked Rike first. The boy said you had changed, so I came here without thinking. I thought you were ready, I was picking you up," Arga gave a reason as to why he was suddenly in the doorway. He with the tip of his chin pointed at Rike who just came out of the bedroom.

"Comeout. I'll change my clothes first."

"no need. You wear that only. I don't mind." Arga forcing. Asha thinned her lips while looking at Arga. Arga's feet stepped into Asha's small room.

"Ga... This is a girls' room,"

"I was in here at the time. So this time it doesn't matter if I go in this room again." She's employer. Is correct. Please come in all you want, sir...

"Whatever," Asha resigned. Arga sat on the bed next to the girl. Asha's hand was still folding the clothes he had tried earlier while standing up.

Arga's eyes circled throughout this small bedroom. When Asha passed out that time she did not have time to look around the bedroom used by the people who work here because she was too panicked to think about Asha who fainted.

The tip of Asha's eyes saw this young master paying attention to his narrow bedroom.

"No need to scan my room. This is not interesting, you should wait outside" suggested Asha who had folded the last clothes.

Fortunately, no underwear or anything like that is currently visible in the room area. Everything is neatly arranged in a two-door plywood cabinet. One side for him and the other side for Rike. Indeed, this young master should not just enter his room.

"really. I don't need to look in your room. So I just need to look at you." The head of Arga looked up and looked at Asha who was standing nearby. Asha gave a glance. Arga was really looking at him. With her eyes sparkling beautifully, she just kept staring at Asha. This makes this girl awkward and misbehaving.

"You're still nervous when I look at you" Arga said with a smile. How could Asha not be nervous? A handsome man was staring at him with a distance that could not be said to be far away. Asha's body stood beside Arga's feet sitting on the bed.

Those eyes of amazement sometimes made Asha feel like she was dreaming. Until now he still does not believe that his lover is him, the son of prominent person Arga Hendarto.

Arga's left hand, which was close to Asha's body, suddenly pulled her arm. Because it forced Asha to bend the body that made her face closer to Arga's face. Asha's eyes boughtak surprised. Then Arga shifted his face up close to the ears.

"I love you" whispered Arga near Asha's ear. This raucous voice made Asha squint her eyes feeling the galloping that passed through her neck and nape. It was as if her earlobe had been bitten slowly. His body moved away his face to press the twilight so as not to creep all over his body.

"Sha!" sumi's bik call that came without permission in the doorway made Asha detach from Arga's hand in the end and not bow again.

"What's up, Sumi?" tanya Arga immediately turned his head towards the door, painting the smile of a kindly young master to Bik Sumi. Arga asked calmly.

Unlike Asha who still needs a few seconds to calm down from the whisper of Arga was also surprised by the appearance of Bik Sumi. Bik Sumi's eyes were rounded in surprise. He did not expect that there was a young master in the maid's room.

Why even hold my hand?

"It's okay, Bi." Arga nodded in understanding with the arrival of Bik Sumi who did not excuse me first. Indeed Bik Sumi did not need to say an excuse because this is Asha's room, the servant of this house.

Bik Sumi's eye tails glanced at Asha who was next to Arga who had turned her face for a while just now. But now he had turned his head towards Bik Sumi and smiled awkwardly. Bik Sumi was still looking at Asha for a long time.

Why didn't Asha come closer to him? Even stay there. It must be because of the young master.

Bik Sumi did not know that Asha's hand was held by the Young Master. From the position of Bik Sumi, Arga's hand grip is not visible, because the hand is covered by Arga's body.

Asha had already given the code to Arga to release his hand, but the man was getting tighter grasping Asha's hand. The current clearly made Asha unable to act anything. Any movement would make Bik Sumi suspicious. Therefore Asha could not go anywhere other than being near Arga.

"There's a need, Bi?" tanya Arga disperse the daydream of Bik Sumi who was looking at Asha.

"C.e. Nothing, sir. Just later. I can talk about it later with Asha. Looks like young master there is a need. Excuse me first." Bik Sumi asked for permission to leave while bowing and nodding her head.

"Bik Sumi must be wondering Ga, why don't I get close to her," Asha was worried and riled up Arga still didn't let go of her hand. Arga's head looked up and looked at the snorting Asha seeing herself not letting go of her hand.

"No. Bik Sumi will think that you didn't approach her because of me," Arga's eyes were so warm, Asha began to understand that.

The man seemed to be pouring out all his love through that gaze. Making Asha feel the tremors in her chest increasingly spread throughout her body. Asha lowered her head and thinned her lips. He was ashamed of his own growing feelings towards this man.

"Where's the answer?" asked Arga who Asha did not understand.

"What?"

"I love you. You didn't answer?" Asha turned her face.

"We've become lovers, there's no need to answer that, you already know," Asha never once said such a thing to Arga. This man is silent.

Still grasping Asha's fingers, the man moved from his seat to stand upright in front of Asha. Slightly bent down to reach Asha's ears and whispered, "You look cute wearing this. No need to change clothes, okay?" whispered Arga.

Again Asha needs to close her eyes to withstand the tickling that makes her crawl her body. Arga let go of his grasp.

"Don't talk near my ear again, Ga! It made my body..," Asha closed her mouth. He who was originally speaking in an irritated tone, suddenly shut up. Arga looked back and twisted his body.

"Make your body why, Sha?" ask Arga curiously. Asha shook her head strongly and her fingers wagged in front of Arga's body. The body of the man approached Asha again. This time with a savage look and a sensual glint of the eye. How could Asha talk about this to him! Asha retreats to avoid Arga. "I'm getting curious" said Arga again.

"Would you go for a meal or not?" tanya Asha cut off Arga's savage gaze. Arga touched Asha's cheek.

"Your face is red, it indicates you are thinking no-no" Arga said with a teasing smile.

"I told you, no. Stop and we'll leave. Because it's getting late" Asha looks for an excuse.

"I'm waiting in front, yeah.." Chief Asha nodded. Arga went out of the room first. Then this girl let out a long sigh and threw him down strongly. His mind became agitated because of Arga. Yep! The whisper of Arga made Asha's body creep indistinctly. It's crazy!!

Asha's phone rang loudly. It was Paris who was calling.

"What's wrong?" ask Asha.

"Don't stay in the room too long. I'm waiting until mushrooming nihh.." grumbled Paris at the end there. Asha rushed out and grabbed the waist bag of shiny silver color. Asha ask permission first to Bik Sumi. Apparently Bik Sumi has been told by Arga.

Then through the back door Asha came out. Half-run, Asha came to the front yard of the big Hendarto house.