My servant, Asha

Father Message

Sometimes being honest is the hardest choice to make even if it's for the good, because every human being has different fears in his life. One by one humans will have unequal fear of themselves MY SERVANT, ASHA.

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"Father said yes, Nduk... Remember, hard work. The most important thing is to be honest. Wherever we are we have to be honest, don't we, son Arga?" ask Father.

Hearing this both were surprised. Their hearts were as if they were hit with a hammer. Stabbed with a sharp weapon. They feel pain and pain. The words of the Father struck them down.

The two suddenly shut up. Arga only nodded in response to the advice of Mr. Asha. Then I saw Asha. He saw Asha bowed biting her lips showing a guilty face. Arga knew the girl was being tormented because she had lied to her parents.

Rendra appears carrying two large bags of cake that Asha likes. Distracting attention from guilt. Asha's eyes widened instantly at Rendra's arrival. It seems like the two of them planned everything in such a way. Just the two of them. Arga did not ask him to negotiate.

"This what?" asked the father who was sodori two bags of cake was confused. His eyes blinked many times. His hands did not accept the gift.

"By us for your family at home" said Arga.

"Why am I being given this kind of gift? I'll just come see my son this .." declined Father politely.

"It's okay, sir," Rendra said.

"I'm not good, son Arga... Cook I come to visit, directly given souvenirs like this?"

"Thank you, sir. That's Mom's favorite, isn't it? This master often bought something for his employees. Asha had also been bought cakes from the same store as well," added Asha, helping Arga force you to accept the gift. Pity also if later you refuse the gift of Arga that has been designed well. Asha did not want the man to be disappointed.

"So it is. "said you doubt. Rendra was ready to give me the bag again. Asha nodded. Finally, I accepted the gift. "When I came here not bring anything, even I went home in love souvenirs," said the father while lifting two bags of cookie crackers.

"It's okay, sir."

"Thank you, Arga." Arga nodded. "Please advise my daughter who is very silent. If he's done wrong, please just scold. Don't hesitate" said the father.

Can't be quiet? This father... Asha smiled wryly.

"Yes, sir," replied Arga happily.. Admonishing Asha is his hobby. Moreover, getting permission from parents, it makes it easier.

"Asha, you must also obey what your boss is talking about ... Don't like to argue. You should always be nice to your boss. Already, you go home first. Take care of both of you." 

"Rendra, please take you to the exit" Pinta Arga.

"Oh, no need. I still know the way home. No need to be in between," refused Father. "I'm sorry.." said Mr. Everybody nods.

"Be careful on the road, sir," Asha said.

"Yes." Yeah." The father also nodded towards Rendra who was standing not far from Arga standing. The three of them let go of Father. Asha let out a sigh of relief and tiredness.

"You didn't want to tell me about Dad on purpose, did you?" tegur Arga direct. Asha rubbed her forehead with one hand. As if tidying up a child's hair that is still disturbing, even though his hair has been wrapped well and neatly. Asha did not answer.

Actually Arga wanted to pinch Asha's nose because he wanted to avoid meeting him and the Father, but in the end. It's too flashy if he's making out here.

Rendra walked into the boutique and had another conversation. Arga called the boutique owner to thank him. Asha was still standing in her boutique uniform, waiting for the two of them to finish the task conversation. Finally Arga finished calling.

"It's okay. If you hugged me earlier I could no longer be strong. I'll cry." Asha's lips were smiling which Arga understood was not a happy smile.

"We go to my room first. I can calm you down there" said Arga quietly while waiting for Rendra.

"Oh, huh? By what?"

"much. What do you want me to calm down in? A hug? A kiss? Or other more beautiful things?" said Arga still slowly, but this time with the lightning of his naughty eyes. Asha's eyes widened and growled. Arga could be teasing her right now.

***

Some time while Arga was still in front of the boutique talking to his Father Asha, Chelsea walked into the corridor and wanted to go to the Arga room immediately.

"Sorry, can I help you?" ask Maya.

"I want to meet with the director of Arga."

"Directors still need to be in the outlet area. You can wait. Please...." Maya invites Arga on the sofa in front of Maya's room.

"I'll wait for Arga in his room."

"Sorry, Miss. You can't wait in there," prevent Maya from starting to panic.

"Why?" chelsea did not like it

"Secretary Rendra told me like that. Director Arga gave the order," Maya explained.

"Arga?" ask Chelsea wonder. Maya nodded. Chelsea's forehead shriveled because it felt strange. Since when did Arga not allow himself into his room?

"Yes Miss. Excuse me. I dare not argue."

"alright. I went for a walk first while waiting for his arrival," said Chelsea relented because she saw Maya who was afraid of being scolded and then left. His feet came out of the office area and began to enter the outlet area. Chelsea's well-proportioned body and fashionable style of dress clearly made her the center of attention.

But Chelsea are used to all eyes looking at that amazement. He was not too surprised by the spy. His steps are sure to keep going. At that moment he found the tall, sturdy body standing up. Talk and smile with a dad in front of the store.

Chelsea were about to approach but when her eyes found someone really strange to be there, her steps came to a halt. There was a girl who as Chelsea remembered was Arga's housekeeper. He was dressed in that boutique uniform. Known from an employee standing inside who is visible from the outside. Their clothes are the same. It shows that the clothes are uniforms.

Does he no longer work for the Hendarto family? Then on Arga's recommendation he could work at the boutique? This shop is no ordinary shop. Their clothes are very expensive because of their excellent quality.

Looking at the person dressed in safari government employees must be Arga acquaintances or can also be customers of this Mall. Chelsea did not dare to approach. He still needs to pay close attention. Like there was a fortress surrounding them that forced Chelsea not to approach.

Rendra came shortly. All their moves are being read by Chelsea. Chelsea's body immediately twisted back to them, as the three men walked into the office corridor. I was dressed in safari and I was gone too.

Waiting for a few minutes after they entered the office area, Chelsea followed closely behind. The corridor began to quiet due to the break hours. It seemed like the three of them had already stepped deep into the room, Chelsea quickened their pace and suddenly stopped.

In front of the door of Arga's study, the servant girl was still standing there with Arga. It was no surprise that Chelsea had met the woman inside the Arga workspace. But what made Chelsea surprised was when her eyes saw Arga's hand sticking out to the back of the servant girl's head and stroking her dear.

Chelsea cannot understand that. He knew they were both men and women, but he also knew who they were both. They are servants and masters. Chelsea were surprised to see this interaction.

Why would such a relationship require such a close affectionate swipe? It was a great exaggeration for a good employer to his servant. Is that servant girl teasing Arga?

Chelsea were suddenly shaken.