My servant, Asha

The strange arga

"I'm here, Sha." A voice sounded from behind the long sofa. Asha's feet approached and found the man lying there.

"Why lie here?"

"I'm tired."

"If you're tired, you should go home, not stay here. Even deliberately told me to come here ...," Asha sat down on the sofa. Arga raised his head and gradually made Asha's lap a pillow.

"At home I should stay away from you. I want to be with you tonight" explained Arga. Asha's hand rubbed the man's hair.

"Why not send Rendra home?"

"It has. He himself did not want to go home and accompany me. I didn't force him to stay."

"That rendra has no lover?" asked Asha who was suddenly curious.

"Why suddenly ask that? Also why suddenly mention Rendra's name so familiarly?" asked Arga still with his eyes closed.

"Just asking. Of course it has to be familiar. I've met him a lot because he's your shadow. Not intentionally familiar, but unintentionally familiar," Asha so need to explain the things that are right.

"Rendra has no lover. I don't know why."

"Definitely having to always accompany you to work, he doesn't have time for himself."

Arga snorted hearing it. Then open your eyes, "He's not with me in 24 hours. Overdoing it, if he doesn't have a lover because I ...."

Asha smiled hearing Arga's words.

"Yes .., she can't be with you in one whole day." Asha chuckles. His eyes saw a beautiful box on the table. "That's what?" point Asha. Arga turned his head towards the box that Asha pointed at.

"That's a cake box. I forget. I purposely bought it for you after the banquet with the people from the tax office earlier," Arga got up from the fall.

"Let me take it. Go back to the sofa. You seem unable to move your limbs," Asha said as she patted Arga on the shoulder slowly. Arga nodded and leaned his head on the back of the sofa.

"Waw .. cheese cake. You bought it at the cake outlet in front of it?" ask Asha while laughing happily because she found her favorite.

"Yes." Yeah." Arga smiled as he saw Asha happily receiving a gift from him.

"I ate ya?" Arga nodded. "You?" hail Asha while showing her the cake. Arga shakes.

Dizzy Asha is still thinking about how to make you not come to the Mall, feeling restless and anxious. Despite trying to cover it up, this unrest makes Arga able to feel it.

"Since I've seen you restless. What's up?" asked Arga who could find restlessness on Asha's face.

"That's okay," Asha said with a smile. Then drink the drink in the packaging that is next to the cake box. Arga silent.

"Share your worries to me ... So I can help you deal with what problems you are facing or even solve your problems" Arga said with a slight plea.

"It's a problem I made myself, Ga. So I have to handle it myself" Asha argued, still refusing to tell her what she was thinking.

"If you're not my girlfriend, you can say that. Right now you are my lover, so try to be open with what you think ...," urged Arga patiently. Asha gave a tired breath. Mata Arga was still waiting for Asha to be willing to tell the matter.

"Father will come to visit tomorrow" Asha said at last. Arga's face turned happy. Eyes sparkling. "Not to meet you, but want to see me," explained Asha, so that Arga does not misunderstand. Yesterday Arga expressed her desire to meet her parents, now that you even deliberately visit, it is too coincidental. Asha did not want Arga to think this was his plan.

"It's up to him who he'll meet. If he comes here means I can meet him," he said confidently.

"The problem is, you think that I work as an employee in this Mall of yours. There's no way I can make a lot of money if I only work in a small shop, so I told my father I work here" Asha's story was a little uncomfortable.

"You said it on purpose because you knew I was going to be your lover? You purposely targeted this Young Master, huh. "guess Arga was happy.

"No way! I didn't know you when I first started working at Hendarto's house. I'm just saying, 'cause this is the biggest mall here" Asha protested disapprovingly. Arga laughed hearing Asha frown in silence as she said so.

"Then?"

"I work at your house, Ga. So the washerman, I ..." Arga kissed Asha's forehead. "I'm still telling you, don't cut it with .. , " Arga also wants to kiss Asha's cheek. "Hey! I still tell you stories! He said he wanted me to talk about my fret, huh?!" suliku Asha's. Arga chuckles.

"So you're hiding yourself if you actually work at my house, and tell your parents that you're an employee of this Mall?" Although Arga seems busy teasing her, apparently she is very smart to catch Asha's intentions. "Then it turns out, your parents want to see you here?" Asha nodded. "I'll think about it. Looks like I have a plan. I'll negotiate with Rendra. Now don't think anymore. You've solved your problem so accompany me without having to think about a lot of confusing things tonight, okay?" said Arga patting Asha's head slowly. "Let me lie down" Arga lay down again with her head on Asha's lap. His eyes closed again.

Asha doubtful. What plans will be made by Arga. But he tried not to think about it and believe it.

***

"Today I went to the office a little afternoon. You have to come with me."

"Huh? Why should you come with me? Shouldn't I see you later?"

"I'll help you if you can come with me to the office."

"If I have to come with you during business hours, I can't Ga. Let me have my own permission with Mrs Wardah if I have to meet my parents."

"Give it to me, hmm?"

"really?"

"Yes. Finish your job, so you can be done when you come with me."

"All right." The conversation this morning was over there. Mom and Dad will be here this afternoon. Asha still had no idea what Arga's plan was like but she had to finish the laundry immediately.

Upon arrival at the wash Asha exerted all his strength to speed up the work.

"So much spirit," exclaimed Rike happily.

"I have to later." Asha gave a brief explanation.

***

"Bun, I will ask Asha to help me in the office" Arga said after Dad finished his meal. So at the dinner table there was only him alone. Paris had also finished her meal and left for school.

"Help?"

"Yes" answered Arga calmly. Madame Wardah frowned. He who understood later his son was very strange to begin to understand.

"Why ask Asha for help if you want to finish office work. The expertise is not there," said Mrs Wardah while feeding food into the mouth.

"I knew. I told him to do the job according to his ability."

"Why ask Asha, not the employee there. Your employees are many."

"really. Not only did I tell her to do something, I also wanted to get Asha to see the office world." This sentence made Madame Wardah look up. A little weird about that.

"See the office world?" remake Mrs Wardah. Arga nodded. There are many unusual and strange reasons for this conversation. Mrs Wardah also could not directly judge because she needed to think about her son's words.

Mrs Wardah silently thought.

"Lately you two, Paris and you have been taking Asha everywhere. Whether it's morning, day or night. That kid's like an assistant to you both."

"Isn't the work done, Bun ...." Arga purposely said this to reduce bad opinions about him.

"He always does his job well. Even lately he's been doing all the work that workers don't normally do in this house." Arga. Looking at Mrs Wardah who said that with a tone of wonder that makes Arga need to listen to what her mother will say.

"Take the clothes you two upstairs, which is usually your own who takes it down. Or only Bik Sumi does it if you're busy. Clean all parts of the house even the rooms you two, because you two are asking. Also because Paris is making a deal with Mother. Then accompany your streets. Even now you're telling him to do work outside this house that's your office. Isn't that right, Arga?" ask Mrs Wardah.

Everything Mrs Wardah said was very true. The two of them always included Asha in their activities. Either morning, noon or night. Actually Arga was very amazed when Mother said it. He realized that he was always in the girl's daily circle. Like being obsessed with him. Arga smiled unconsciously. Mrs Wardah saw that.

"The weirdest thing here is you, Ga."

"What's so weird, Bun?"

"Indeed now you're heading in a good direction. You look more excited and cheerful. Like someone is encouraging you every day. Is your son near a woman? Have you found a new woman?" search Mrs Wardah. Arga.

"No."

"really? Mother thinks you are in love with someone. It turns out that Mother was wrong. So why is Mother's son getting excited?" Arga smile.

"Nothing, just eager to get excited. Being good is okay, isn't it Bun?" ask Arga.

"You ... don't have love with that woman anymore, do you?" While saying this, Madame Wardah slightly squinted her eyes in seriousness. Arga sighed.

"No."

"You know who that is, right?"

"Yes" answered Arga slowly. "Isn't Mother the one who made her into such an evil person?"