My servant, Asha

Newman

The next night, in the auditorium of the Arga company's mall, a company's birthday party was held.

"Asha's here?" arga asked in surprise as Rendra whispered something. Rendra nodded. Actually Asha did not tell her arrival, but Rendra got information from the security guard at the front, that Miss Paris came with a friend.

Rendra comes to Paris and finds Asha who looks different. Rendra needed to look carefully again, just sure it was the servant of the Hendarto family home.

Paris had deliberately invited Asha to the party this time. He wanted to give Asha a new experience. Also more fun if he does not have to be accompanied by his sister's employees, because Asha has accompanied him.

"Why should I dress like this? This way I can't work..," whispered Asha to Paris next door.

"No. Brother can still work. By accompanying my sister to this party," Paris confirmed.

"That's more scary. I don't want your brother acting weird in front of people. After all, accompanying is not her name's work, just relaxing," she tries to avoid meeting with Arga at the office.

Asha was also still anxious with the gaze of Madame Wardah who looked at her strangely.

"Sister was also in charge of accompanying me. So do not assume this is not a job," said Paris still maintain his opinion. These two brothers have a right to it. Asha was forced to accept an invitation to this party as well because she had been lied to by Paris.

At first, Paris said she wanted Asha to try on her new clothes for fear of not fitting in. Finally coming to a decision, as it looks fit to Asha, Paris tells Asha to take the dress.

Asha was astonished, but also happy to be given a party dress that never thought to buy it. In addition to expensive, also need to think a thousand times to buy a dress like this. Why did Asha have to buy a party dress that she would never wear to a party? Because there is no party that Asha can go to.

Rendra tells Asha and Paris where. Arga found the girl there. Arga's eyes looked in amazement. He was fascinated by Asha's appearance tonight.

Arga did not stop looking at Asha who was talking to Paris. His eyes were fascinated with the girl. He listened to the chatter with the other businessmen, also occasionally sipping a drink in his hand while glancing at Asha from behind his glass.

Asha looks very different tonight. With the dress given by Paris, Asha is like turning into a cinderella. Originally just a servant, she is now a beautiful princess.

The dress that Paris gave this time was simple, not a dress that was very attached like time with Sandra. Although only knee-length, but not too attached to Asha's body. The skirt is more fluffy and beautiful.

Arga knows that girl is sweet, but Arga still does not know that the girl is more amazing with a simple party. Arga increasingly did not want to spend time looking at him.

Asha looked around the party and found Arga looking at her. Asha wants to move on to another object but her loyalty to the master overpowers her. What else saw him was his lover. Asha bowed in salute to Arga who looked at her. But Arga's response hasn't changed. His eyes still look at him. So Asha took the initiative to look at Paris.

"Apaan tuh Kak Arga's. Like I've never seen a woman." It turns out that Paris realizes her brother always steals a glance at Asha. He snorted seeing Arga always looking in amazement at Asha. Then look at Asha and give a thumbs up. Because her efforts to dress Asha are very good. The glittering eyes of Arga dazzled proved the result of his work very good.

Why look at me like that? Asha sipped her drink.

Though just thinking about Arga, the man had already walked towards him. After asking the invitees for permission and leaving them to Rendra, Arga stepped closer to Asha.

"Come with me," Arga's orders half whispered as she passed by. Asha felt this was not good. So he held Paris responsible for deliberately taking her to a party. Though he had left home with Paris but Arga willingly wanted to kidnap Asha.

"Follow sister, Arga knows what she's doing" said Paris, who, like she thought her sister would act, kidnapped Asha from an office party. The words of Paris are only in welcome forced smiles from Asha. How could Paris just turn himself in to Arga. Although this is Arga's corporate party, it would be very suspicious if their director suddenly disappeared.

While in a fairly quiet hallway, Arga stopped his steps waiting for Asha. Asha's feet felt heavy having to approach Arga with her unusual clothes. Moreover, Arga's eyeballs seemed very fixed looking at the girl while waiting for her feet to approach.

When Asha got closer, Arga's arm immediately pushed the girl's body against her own. Asha was shocked as Arga brought the face closer. Arga could no longer bear to see Asha who looked amazing in her eyes.

Regardless of the place, Arga kissed Asha's lips. Although for a while, this made Asha wary. After that whispered in Asha's ear, "You're beautiful." His arms still shackled Asha's body as he said them.

"Isn't this the second time you've seen me in a party dress?" ask Asha.

"Mmm ... When we haven't been?" guess Arga. Asha's head nodded, "When I first worried about you so much" Arga continued.

Asha's lips smiled at the thought that Arga already cared about her. "I can't believe you could've been like that to me back then."

"I've been watching you for a long time. We go for our own pleasure" whispered Arga again in Asha's ear.

"Yes ...," Asha agreed. Arga let go of his embrace. They both headed to the parking lot via the elevator. Arriving near the car, Arga reached out her hand to help Asha get into the car.

"I'm like a princess in a fairy tale" Asha said with a faint smile as she looked at Arga's hand.

"You are a princess to me" said Arga. Asha looked up and smiled welcoming Arga's words. This man is like a prince.

"So this is how you're doing here?" Suddenly there was a voice that shocked the two of them. A tall guy but his body is not how big it appears in front of the car. Maybe he's the same age as Paris. He was standing in front of them with a look of dislike. Asha who had not yet entered the car turned to the origin of the sound. And his eyes widened in shock.

"So like this? The reason you want to be independent, so like this? Want to get close to that guy?" the young man's words made Asha let go of Arga's hand and approached the man. Arga's eyes immediately stared intently at the young man as Asha chose to take off her hand.

"No," Asha replied, glaring and pointing at the young man's face furiously.

"What's up, Sha?" ask Arga who is approaching. Asha in the fog. He had to get close to Arga who was starting to rile. Asha immediately prevented Arga from approaching this young man. With a stiff face, Arga waited for Asha's reply.

"There's nothing" Asha replied as she tried to calm this man down.

"After being a thug, you've become a mistress of rich people?" the young man asked with anger. Asha's ears were hot and her eyes grew even more pushy when she saw Arga approaching the young man and wanted to beat him up. But Asha quickly pulled Arga's arm.

"Don't!" prevent Asha. Hugging Arga's body so as not to get close to the young man to throw a punch.

"... And you! Shut the fuck up if you're just talking pointless!" Asha shouted at the young man in annoyance and also pointed angrily. Arga glanced at Asha who was hugging her body. His anger subsided a little at once. Then took a deep breath and threw away the annoyance, because a young man had presumptuously said bad things to Asha.

But Arga is also suspicious. Why was Asha holding her body so hard that she could not attack the young man.

"You know! I also want you to be free to choose your own way of life after graduating from school. It doesn't have to be dictated like this!" screeched at the young man with a face of mixed emotions. Arga frowned. I didn't understand the sentence just now.

"Don't confide in here. Silence first. We speak well" said Asha in response to the young man's screeching. Asha still hugged Arga's body.

"You familiar? She who?" asked Arga then while looking at Asha who started taking off her embrace and standing next to her. Asha's lips clucked in annoyance as she glanced furiously at the young man.