My servant, Asha

Arga's Desire

This morning, Arga's feet crossed in the kitchen. Asha's cell phone continued to be unable to be contacted, even though she called him repeatedly. All that makes Arga took the initiative to meet the girl at her place to do her activities.

Mrs Wardah's eyeballs, cooking, turned in surprise. Instead of stopping in the kitchen, his eldest son went straight to the back door that was connected to the sowing area. He opened the door and disappeared there.

Morning like this has been to the area is obviously a new thing for Arga. Until Madam Wardah's forehead needs to make a faint frown for a moment, to think, what is it that she has been heading early in the morning to an area that she usually does not go to.

"Arga why early in the morning to the back area, Bi?" ask Mrs Wardah to ask Bik Sumi.

"Introducing laundry may be Madam" guess Bik Sumi who did not see her young master passing by. He was just trying to calculate the possibility of Arga's needs when heading back. Bik Sumi was cutting vegetables earlier, when Arga passed by.

"Today, Arga is seen often surrounding the house. Even places that are not usually seen with him, now try to visit. For example, the back area. Where cares he's the same place back then," said Mrs Wardah who began to feel the same Arga differences that are now.

"It's boring to be in the room and be possible, ma'am," Bik Sumi guessed again. All just a guess, because Bik sumi pay less attention.

"Maybe it's like that. He was also getting more cheerful and excited. Not like being with her ex-boyfriend. Aunt understands what I mean, right?" ask Mrs Wardah while putting flavoring in her stir fry.

"Miss Chelsea you mean, ma'am?"

"Yes .., that," replied Mrs Wardah as if she was less excited when she said it.

"Arga is always impatient. He's easily depressed." Still in memory of those moments. Bik Sumi is often a place to confide in her employer.

"Now Young Master is indeed more friendly and friendly, Madam ...," said Bik Sumi still in a polite tone. For the size of the worker and his employer, it may seem inappropriate, but he has served the Hendarto family for a long time. Since Arga was still in school. So they're both very close.

"That's right, Bi ...." Madame Wardah nodded in agreement with Bik Sumi's opinion.

While Arga in the back has arrived at the wash. Rike's eyes rounded in surprise seeing the young master appear in the doorway. Asha who was busy struggling with the laundry was unaware of his arrival. Moreover, he was a little dreamy. Rike bent his body saluting. Arga nodded in receiving Rike's greeting.

Arga's feet stepped in slowly. His legs stopped when he saw the girl bending her body while sitting squatting in front of the washing machine. His hands rest on his knees to support his head. His index finger once tapped his head slowly. As if there was a tone that was playing in his eardrum. The view only focuses on the round of clothes that can be seen from the glass washing machine. But his mind was clearly going everywhere.

Rike's confused. Choose to stay here or leave the room. Looking at now the two humans in front of him were lovers. As As Asha's partner, he could join in the conversation. On the other hand, of course he could not join because his partner's lover was the Young Master.

The choice Rike made was to get out. Although the young master might allow it, he would not be able to stay there and see them alone. Moreover, Rike had witnessed the two of them kissing. In Rike's shadow, it could be that right now they would do it too.

Rike bowed, intending to ask permission to come out. Arga did not respond as Rike directly exited the room a moment after his body had bowed.

The body of the girl in front of him stood up and was astonished to find the young master in front of him. Arga smiles seeing her girl find her first before succeeding in surprising her with a touch.

"You're here?" ask Asha.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Since when?"

"Since you sat in front of the washing machine and got swept away with daydreams" Arga explained as she pointed down. Asha's eyes were looking down at the place where she was daydreaming earlier. His head nodded in understanding.

"Where's rike?" asked Asha who saw the laundry room was only alone, He and Arga.

"You told him to leave?" search Asha.

Arga smiled, "No. He himself wants to go. Own initiative. It wasn't me who told her to," Arga clearly understood that Rike was afraid of her. Without telling him he would leave. "What meda?" tanya Arga approached the washing machine.

"Obviously washing. My job is that. Why here?" ask Asha who started pressing the button so that the dirty water used in the laundry can be disposed of.

"Want to meet" said Arga without further ado.

"That's it?" ask Asha without looking.

"You want me to kiss you?" bargaining Arga that made Asha look up quickly. "As last night ...," recalled Arga who made Asha blush in embarrassment right then and there. Then thinning lips and snoring.

"Stop! Discuss the others," prevent Asha fast. Asha can't remember Arga's kiss last night that somehow felt more exciting. After meeting with Juna last night, Arga endlessly tasted her red lips.

"This time it doesn't look swollen. The lips are getting used to, yes ...," seduced by Arga.

"Aarggghhhh! Stop talking about that!" asha exclaimed in a row while pointing towards Arga. Arga's lips grinned happily, seeing her lover trying to hold back the embarrassment.

"Yes ..," Arga said, holding his hand to Asha's head and rubbing it.

"Why not take my call?" asked Arga who actually wanted to ask directly if he met, but when he saw this girl daydreaming, the intention was removed immediately.

"Eh, is it?" Asha approached the chair and took her phone. When turning it on, there was a missed call from Arga, also from an unknown number. Although only one missed call was under Arga's number, it was quite attention-grabbing.

"I'm right to call you, right?" asked Arga while looking at the body of Asha who turned her back, because it looks silent.

"Ah, yes. There is an unanswered call from you," Asha replied immediately and twisted her body and faced Arga. The question of Arga reprimanding him unfolds what was on his mind. He's trying to figure out who called him before Arga..

Not because Asha is a kepo and such, but this is strange. He never added to the list of people he met. Especially when he became the lover of his young master. There is no time to meet new people.

"You didn't increase the volume, did you?" Though the distance of the phone and where Asha stood was very close, but Asha could not hear the ringtone of her phone. Thats odd.

"Yes," Asha replied with a faint smile realizing her habit. Arga stepped towards the seat that was behind Asha.

"After meeting your sister Juna, last night, I wanted to meet your parents" Arga said, leading Asha to turn her back to look at the man.

"Why?" ask Asha. His hand stopped pressing the button to grind his laundry again in shock at Arga's words.

"Why? Why even ask, why? Isn't it natural that I, your lover, would want to meet your parents?" Both of Arga's brows raised in astonishment with Asha's question. Asha's hand scratched the back of her head which suddenly felt itchy.

"Ah .. yes, yes." Asha's lips painted a stiff smile.

Meet my parents? My Mom and Dad? That's very wow but also dubious. Beautiful but also sad. Before meeting my parents, it would be nice for my relationship with your parents to be good first. Not as a master and a servant, but as the mother of my beloved. Very close but also very impossible.

"How did they see me, huh?" said Arga had imagined the day of the encounter beautifully. Asha knew from Arga's extremely radiant face as she said it.

They must have accepted you very much. Many beauties on you can be received with open arms and full of love by them. I'm sure it is. So save your wish for it before anything good happens between me and your parents. That's all that matters.