My servant, Asha

Him and me

The eyes of Arga and Asha who had let Hanny, now stunned to see Hanny's hand pulled by someone. Asha kept her head away from Arga's chest.

"Eh, why did he take Hanny away?" asha asked with beads of eyes following the steps of the two of them then looked up, looking at Arga.

"I don't know," answered Arga releasing his arms and turning towards those who came out of the wire fence that surrounded this entire basketball court. This basketball court is an outdoor court.

"We'd better follow them" Asha asked. Arga nodded. Then their feet together to get out of the field.

"What is she doing with you?" asha asked calmly without looking towards Arga. Even so this is not a playful question.

"He deliberately followed me, reasoned to want to go with me to his parents, because he also seemed to dislike being in the meeting," Arga explained without turning his head.

"Wow, you can understand that. Greatable. Then you've known me a long time." Asha's eyes widened to get that answer. There's a mocking tone there. Suspicious. Very clear and not covered up.

This time Arga who turned his head and stopped the steps of Asha by shifting his body right in front of Asha, made Asha's head stumbled on Arga's chest. This forced Asha to stop. Asha's hand was about to raise to touch her forehead and rub, but Arga had already caught Asha's shoulder with both hands. Asha blinked in surprise.

"I just knew him today. So get rid of your prejudiced thoughts about me," Arga said deliberately putting pressure on her sentence. Trying to convince her girl.

"Then?" ask Asha lightly.

"Just said trust me completely, now I'm suspicious and thinking things out. You're so unbelievable" Arga nosed Asha's forehead with his finger in a snatch. Asha grimaced while slightly closing her eyes. His hand forced out of Arga's grip as he wanted to wipe his forehead.

Arga let go of both hands and preceded Asha's hand to touch the forehead. Then rubbed his girl's forehead with attention. Asha let Arga rub for him.

"A little punishment for thinking strangely. Already?" tanya Arga tilted his head to look at Asha's face. Asking what the swipe has eased the jolt on Asha's forehead or not. Chief Asha nodded.

"The woman will not stand by and let me hold you, if she really wants me, except you_ who often look cold rather than care for me" recounted Arga who still faces Asha while tidying her hair. Hearing that Asha looked up.

"Whether he or anyone your parents will introduce later, I can't be happy, Ga. I'm just trying to hold back" Asha argued.

"Please... I won't hold you back, if you want to let go of your anger. I'd be happier if you'd scold me when there's something like this again" Arga said, cupping Asha's cheek with both hands.

"Bah... You like this matchmaking challenge like it." Asha's eyes widened again mocked Arga again.

"Hey... I wouldn't be married if I wasn't with you, okay?" Asha reddened. He tried to blink his eyes and look for the direction of his vision that began to lose direction. Arga smiled her girl blushing red.

Asha's hand pointed many times in panic, at Hanny to turn Arga's eyes looking at her lips with passion.

"Dan, Hanny... W-we can lose them" Asha reminded. Arga understood Asha's intentions and touched the tip of Asha's nose slowly.

"I relented. It's critical. So we have to follow them," Arga released her hand from Asha's face. Asha's head shook his head and opened his eyes. Tidying up her hair nervously.

His chest also rippled. There was a tingling and pleasant taste running through all the chambers of his heart. She's happy.

***

On the basketball court, the three humans there were experiencing a sense of shock that greatly saw the scene of Asha and Arga. Also followed by a dramatic scene, Andre pulls Hanny's hand. The new girl Arga brought. Cakra and Deni approach Paris still looking out of the field.

"Is she Arga, Paris?" ask Cakra.

"Women who introduced Mother to Brother Arga. It's kind of like a potential fiancee" Paris replied without stopping to look at Andre and Hanny as seen from where they stood. From here Arga and Asha who stopped were invisible because they were blocked by trees.

"Then why did Andre take him away?" ask Deni.

"Isn't her friend here Kak Deni? Why ask me?" Paris asked back. Deni shook his head, he asked because he did not understand.

"It looks like Andre is familiar," Cakra concluded.

"I'm worried about both of them. It is very dear if they choose to separate," said Cakra very relieved. He was like a father who was very worried about his daughter.

"Sir Cakra is worried?" ask Paris.

"Asha can't easily show his attention to people in his tribe" Cakra said.

"What's the matter, about Brother Asha?" Paris asked again.

"He's my friend. I've known him for a long time. I understand," explained Cakra.

***

Apparently the two of them did not go far from where Arga parked his car. Hanny and Andre.

"We don't have to go this far" said Hanny hesitantly, "Let go of my hand, "" asked Hanny. Hearing that, the owner of the big hand let go of Hanny's hand slowly. Although surprised, he managed to calm down.

"Sorry" said Andre. The awkwardness that appeared made a stretched silence.

He forgot that he had no right to participate in the strange atmosphere between them. All of a sudden he had the courage to help Hanny despite the tension and discomfort of the basketball court. Now they are in the parking lot in front of the basketball court. Near the Arga's car.

"Why take me away?" hanny asked innocently which actually made Andre more plain-faced because he did not know the reason. Eyes blinked. Confusion answers Hanny's question. Since the appearance of this woman, she had wanted to approach Hanny. But he didn't do it. He felt he had no authority to approach.

"Maybe it's because I don't want to see you in that unpleasant atmosphere" replied Andre feeling like he found an answer. Andre answered him by scratching his non-itchy skin. Squeeze one eye and look the other way. He himself suddenly hesitated.

"Oh, huh?" hanny asked with happy eyes that Andre did not see. He just nodded indistinctly with an unguided look. Man a lot of this talk suddenly minimal talk. His profuse vocabulary, when he wanted to attack Asha, vanished.

"Thank you" said Hanny sincerely.

They're silent again. The mood is silent and silent.

"You should be able to get out of there as soon as possible" Andre said, breaking the silence. Then he hounded his advice quickly, as Hanny opened her mouth to refute. "Even if Arga forces you to stay, you have to get out of there."

Hanny smiled thinly. Feeling Andre's advice was right and he knew it from then on. Only he ignored.

"Yes. I'm like a shitty extra there" Hanny said, linking her hands behind her back. His feet moved his flat shoes slowly with his head lowered. Andre silently watched the woman in front of him, who was usually only seen at a glance without being able to ask or talk.

The woman who made the usually silly and talkative Andre became quiet and awkward. Him, Hanny. He's a teller at the bank where Andre works as a security customer.

When meeting him, Andre who is a lot of humor is often greeting Hanny and treat her to small meals in the cafeteria like other female friends. Andre treats Hanny like the others. Sweet girl who is soft of her speech and attitude.

After that familiarity, Andre suddenly got the secret information. Hanny is the daughter of the head of the bank branch where she works. Hearing that Andre was a little uncomfortable. Slowly, he reduced the light aprons that normally slid without the brakes from his lips.

Andre, who was already interested in Hanny, felt small when talking to her. Maybe because there was a little spice like, Andre felt he had to stay away from Hanny for his own feelings.

"You didn't ask me why I came with that guy?" ask Hanny carefully. I don't know why he wanted to ask that. Andre turned towards Hanny with a spontaneous slight surprise. Asking that was the first question he wanted to ask Hanny since then. But that's not possible.

"I have no right to ask," replied Andre smiling steadfastly. He felt his feelings have been mixed since. This time it became more, especially when discussing it.

"You want to ask?" hanny asked as if she wanted to pursue the question intentionally.

"They are here" Andre said as he saw Asha and Arga appear behind the door of the basketball court.

"Dre..," said Hanny slowly while pulling the end of Andre's shirt. Andre's eyes were shocked when he saw that. Even more surprised when he looked up at Hanny's face. Those eyes looked at him sadly as if begging. "I want you to ask me about this," said Hanny, making Andre unable to say a word.

"It seems we don't need to get close" whispered Asha turning her body, forcing Arga to stop stepping. Arga knew that strange atmosphere. This man complied and followed Asha to hide near the trees.