My servant, Asha

Somebody

Paris's mouth was gaping with the eyeballs twisting, responding to a sentence full of indisputable fury from Arga's lips. The three of them, the trio of friends Asha who initially did not understand the matter between the two of them, now increasingly do not understand. With silence and silence created from anger arising from the self of Arga, making them hear very clearly one word at a time spoken, but they have not been able to summarize with certainty what is.

Paris shut her mouth. Then let go of the hand then, having managed to calm down and move the gaze towards Asha who was still standing on the field. Asha's eyes did not imply any taste. He was flat as if he had expected this. Nope. Asha's eyes had caught a glimpse earlier. But he easily managed his reaction quickly.

"Actually who's wrong, Ca? Whose antagonist? Who's the one who's bummering here?" andre asked, not understanding. His anger disappeared by itself. Change the curiosity that is now suffering from it.

"Both. Arga was too worried, though,

Ashanya is too careless," Cakra brightened like a wise elder. It turns out he can draw conclusions. Maybe because it knew the two people longer than Andre and Deni.

"Asha is indeed a non-stool, Ca. It is a common thing we see often. If he is not indifferent, how dare he suddenly invite Deni to play basketball even though he did not know at all at that time," Andre said while pointing at Deni with his chin. He remembered Asha's behavior before he knew Deni first. Deni nodded in agreement.

"Our differences with Arga and Asha's differences are actually very thin. We both want to protect and protect. Be different because we're friends and she's a lover. Maybe with friends we can only advise without limiting. He felt he did not have to obey his friend, because we do not have full rights over it. According to the law of unwritten love, if the status of a lover, he has a limiting portion with a percentage more than just as a friend. Maybe it is like that" explained Cakra. Andre noleh with surprise. Not the same question, but there is a point as well.

"There's also a reason, Ca?" andre's forehead wrinkled.

"The law of love in the world of courtship, Dre?" deni asked while whispering deliberately funny. Andre is a beard, also deliberately funny. Cakra did not reply, he was watching the two people closest to him closely.

They had a lighter mind after listening to Arga's unexpected words, than when he first arrived. The aura around them started to look relaxed. Similar to Arga and Asha. They are both still shrouded in a lot of emotions.

At this time Arga's own heart feels very sick as in crumbs. The words he spoke were something he was very afraid of. He felt he had to say this because seeing the girl in front of him was like he was not anxious about the bad things that could have happened. Asha seemed to not understand Arga's anxiety on him. Asha underestimated her worries.

From the first moment they entered the living room that contained them - people who wanted to slowly organize their love path - Arga had already imagined how depressed Asha was in dealing with this.

Waiting for the pain and waiting anxiously Arga can complete the task. But what he saw was not depressed or sad. Asha was not trying to think about it. Asha seems indifferent and allows Arga to make a single struggle in her heart, between obedience to parents and the feeling of Asha as her lover.

Asha walked away from the three of them to get closer to Arga. Paris watched the two from where he was standing not far from Arga.

"You should know that, Sha. This can happen at this time" Arga said in a deep, pressing low tone, also with a bubbling angry look. Instead of intimidating Asha, the sentence actually made Arga himself feel sick. Asha sighed and threw it away. The shock that attacked him was already gone before he took a step to get close. But his body stopped when a voice stopped his steps.

"Arga.." call someone from behind Arga. All the heads looked behind Arga's body. Find out who is calling that name. Paris who was standing near Arga can find out first who he is. Paris' eyes did not stop seeing the woman.

Who her? The woman you introduced to Arga? Paris tries to scan the feminine woman behind Arga.

A beautiful woman who shows women in the real sense. The shoulder-length hair with body movements runs smoothly like a woman should.

"Why did you come in here?" asked Arga who did not force his body to turn to welcome Hanny.  He just turned his head a little, only to show he knew Hanny was behind him.

Asha's heart beats faster in seconds than it should. In front of him were Arga and the women who were officially introduced by their parents. They both appeared in front of him. Is this an announcement that they are becoming an official couple?

"I'm sorry, I was a little scared in the car alone, so I decided to go in as well" he replied in a subtle tone and filled with caution. Paris, who was originally standing because of shock at the arrival of Arga, who made the situation hot, is now increasingly surprised by the presence of a new woman with her brother.

All eyes are on figuring out who that woman is. Andre and Deni have already come to many conclusions with the addition of someone new on this basketball court. Cakra is not in the dossiers. He just kept quiet. Something is making him nervous.

"Didn't I tell you to stay in the car and wait for me to finish this?" asked Arga still not turning her body.

"I'm sorry Arga. I can get back in the car again, if this makes you uncomfortable," Hanny said. Although Hanny cannot see because Arga is not facing her, Hanny knows Arga is putting his sharp eyes. "But.. Can I just be here for a minute? I want to get to know your friends, too" Hanny pleaded.

Arga's eyes, looking to the side, were now facing forward. Staring at Asha firmly and sharply. Like asking Asha for her opinion on the woman. Like showing Asha who this woman is. Asha just remained silent not reacting. His eyes were still staring at Arga calmly. Even though his chest was roaring impatiently.

"alright... You can be here" said Arga.

The girl smiled happily and moved slowly closer to Arga's body. Then stand next to Arga with clear eyes. Like a child who is happy because it is given candy.

His body bowed towards Paris who was standing on the left, not far from them. Paris nodded in greeting to the woman.

"He's Hanny..," said Arga with a dark and sharp eye introduced. This is so unexpected. Arga loudly introduced a woman to Asha who was none other than her lover. Miris. Hanny reached out her hand as she bowed her body looking at Asha who was standing in front of her and smiling. Very graceful.

All eyes stared stunned with this introduction. Their net was more upset when it turned out Asha was still able to welcome the greeting, even with mixed feelings. Then nod and say the name, "Asha..." Arga's visual senses did not stop seeing this interaction. His eyes narrowed with tightened molars, restraining the growl.

After he was allowed to stay and stand beside Arga, Hanny finally could lift her face and could clearly see all over the basketball court.

Hanny circulated her net and found three people standing under the ring. His body would also bow in greeting, but his movements stopped because he was trembling. His eyes twitched to find someone standing with their eyes there. The man's eyes looked at her naggingly and were filled with many questions.