My servant, Asha

About someone

Paris, Cakra and Deni followed out of the basketball court because the four of them did not show up. Playing basketball again is impossible. They no longer play basketball.

They are more curious about the continuation of Andre's story that suddenly pulled the hand of a new woman brought by Arga. All this time they had never heard a story from Andre about this girl. Now all of a sudden Andre is being gentle. Like a prince saving the pride of a beautiful princess caught in an unpleasant situation.

"Why Andre?" danny asked pointing at Andre with his chin. Paris and Cakra turned towards Andre. When they stepped out of the field, they saw Andre and Hanny were already standing next to each other. Still with a reasonable distance they stood with a very visible awkward face. What's up with them? so thought these three human children who knew nothing of this.

Although unlike Arga who does not stop sticking to Asha like a bodyguard who is afraid of an idol at the touch of his fans, the air around them feels peaceful and warm. It seems like the disturbing thing is done.

The three of them approached. Then surprised by Andre who introduced Hanny to everyone awkwardly. From here they understand Andre ahem, ahem to Hanny. Although it is not yet clear how their relationship, Andre can already rejoice that Hanny has the same feelings with him.

After Arga's speech about Hanny who is interested in Andre. Andre and Hanny solved it on their own. Asha and Arga are also. They have opened up their own misunderstandings. Now the problem they have to face is their parents. Not sure how next, but Arga and Hanny understand that the edges of this introduction is a matchmaking.

"Sister Asha let's go home with me. Arga's sister can go home with Hanny" said Paris arranged for their return. Because there's no way Asha would show up at home later one car with Arga. Arga's eyes glanced at Asha who listened to Paris' proposal carefully.

"You okay?" ask Arga.

"Why?" ask Asha astonished.

"Me and Hanny" Arga gave a short explanation. Asha chuckles. Understand Arga's intent.

"I let this time you be with a woman" whispered Asha with a joking smile.

"But.."

"Nothing but. I don't want your mother to know about us" Asha said.

"It's still like that?" ask Arga not to like.

"Yes" answered Asha short. His smile slowly disappeared.

"I don't like this, Sha. I prefer to say it directly to him" said Arga slowly.

"I know, but don't. Not yet the time," said Asha asking for Arga's understanding, then immediately looked the other way. Asha could not look Arga in the eyes for long while saying this. Asha was not ready to fight in that direction.

Right said Arga, he was not ready to fight. Stupid indeed, but that was how Asha felt. Where other women really hope to fight, Asha buy time to get it.

"I go home first huh.." said Arga while rubbing Asha's hair. Chief Asha nodded his head getting a gentle swipe that now felt very soothing. "Paris, get home. Don't take her home late and weird, '" Arga warned. He doesn't want the nightclub to happen again.

"Yes." answered Paris lazily. Although lazy, she lowered her head also received her brother's warning. While Andre was silent seeing Hanny who was still standing in front of him. Andre stuffed one hand into his pocket, then the other hand scratched his nape awkwardly.

Hanny stood up while looking at Andre with her eyes meaningfully.

"What?" asked Andre nervously. Hanny didn't move, she was still silent. Hanny blinked her eyes as if waiting for something.

"No," Hanny replied, not expressing what was in her mind. Arga was in his car. "I. go home" said Hanny. Andre nodded. Hanny steps into the car to catch up with Arga.

"Han," call Andre when Hanny is near the side of the car. Hanny looked back. Andre approached the woman and suddenly reached out to touch Hanny's head for a moment and pulled her hand again. "Be careful" he said slowly. Hanny's clear eyes sparkled. Stunned too. His lips smiled as he blushed.

"What are they doing, anyway? Like a farewell to war. Though just want to go home," grunted Paris they are excessive in showing their affection.

"Little children should not be envious," Deni advised while chuckling.

"Eat him looking for a girlfriend, Paris. Let it not slip when there are happy people," led Cakra while nudging the arm of Paris slowly with his elbow. Paris throbs. After Hanny gets in the car with Arga gone, Asha approaches Andre. Then pat Andre on the back.

"I don't know, my friend who is this installment, can be as silent as that in front of women." Asha had already begun to lash out at her brazen attacks.

"Hmm." replied Andre.

"Hmm.. what the fuck? Yes, you are like that. It was like 'Hulk' but suddenly it was frozen in front of Hanny, huh?" attack Asha.

"Hmm.." replied Andre again pretentious cool. With his body firmly maintained - because a security is also required to always be fit - Andre tried to be cool with the plumbing Asha. He's holding himself back.

"But losing with Andre nih, whose heart turned out to be very sweet. Nervous wear everything anyway," this time Paris also went black.

"His name is also in front of the woman he likes. Nervous there must be, lah..," said Andre defended himself. Asha. All laugh. The three of them entered the basketball court again because their bags were still there. Cakra and Asha followed behind them.

"It turns out you're starting to show the same affection of people you like, Sha?" ask Cakra quietly as their steps align.

"Ayeah?" asked Asha with a reluctant face. Their steps lead at the basketball court door. The three of them went inside first.

"Indeed, no?" replying to the chakras is like challenging Asha. Asha's lips thinned with one eye narrowed and also snorted. "Arga who has only been your lover for a while knows that you are starting to love him, doesn't that mean you are like that?"

"Maybe.." answered Asha still reluctantly.

"It's not like you." Cakra smiled at the change of her friend. "Or is it not really like that? You just follow him without involving your heart?" cakra's question made his footsteps stop and turned towards Cakra quickly.

"Whatchu mean? I don't like that" Asha protested with her index finger pointing at Cakra's face.

"He didn't know that you used to like him very much, because you were too cold. That's what I know about you," Hearing this Asha stared towards Cakra with a gaze that hinted at many questions. Asha's lips were about to speak but could not. Only Asha's eyes showed she was asking a question.

"He...?"

"Yes. I met him," Cakra replied while nodding.

So you showed up again? Asha smiled faintly. His brain turned around to remember about him. About someone.

"Sister," call Paris who pulls her back to the present from that long-ago story. Asha smiled, neutralizing her feelings that suddenly became strange. "We go home first, yok." take Paris. Asha nodded.

"Ca, I'll go home first." said Asha.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Hey! I'll go home first!" shouts Asha to Andre and Deni. They raised their hands in response to Asha's cry.

***

On the way home, Arga let Hanny go without asking her to talk like she left earlier. But this time Arga's face is not as scary as when trying to meet Asha.

"I'm sorry I made you uncomfortable" Hanny said.

"There's nothing wrong with you and me. This insignificant little incident is just a way for us to understand how we really feel. Like you and Andre," said Arga still focused on the road. He didn't look at Hanny.

"really. It's our way of understanding who our hearts and feelings are..." Hanny nodded in agreement. "That means we can be friends?"

"I told you earlier. It is only a friendship that I can offer you, for I have Asha," Arga answered him while looking seriously and firmly at Hanny.

"It's lucky that Asha got love from a guy like you..." Hanny smiled, feeling like she should be like that.

"Not just him. I'm also lucky to get it," Arga once again confirmed that Asha is precious to him.

"Where does Asha work now? He must be a good boss. He could put himself in and think wisely when I appeared without excuse earlier. Even though her lover brought another woman, she was not immediately angry. She can still smile when you introduce me to her, too,"

"No. He's not a superior. He's my subordinate" said Arga, controlling the steering wheel at the crossroads to his house.

"Your secretary?" guess Hanny is starting to imagine the love story of a secretary and her director.

"No. He works at my house, as a servant to the Hendarto family. Asha is a servant" said Arga, who made Hanny take a breath and buyak eyes shocked to hear Arga's words.

Hanny was shocked and in disbelief. Arga said it with a normal face. No discomfort, awkwardness or embarrassment when telling it. Arga accepts Asha as she is.

Again Hanny was amazed by the seriousness of Arga's love for a woman named Asha.