My servant, Asha

Chapters. 9 Good young lady

"Asha, you're called Mrs Wardah in the living room," Bik Sumi who was passing by at the wash told Asha who came while carrying a lot of dirty clothes.

"What's up, Bik?" ask Asha worriedly. What does the Madam call him personally like this. If you usually go together with Bik Sumi or with other helpers.

"Bibik does not understand. You put the laundry first and continue directly to the middle room. Don't be long" said Bik Sumi. Asha nodded and immediately put the laundry behind.

"Ke, I put it first huh. The lady called me." Asha put the laundry into the basket.

"What's up, mbak?" ask Rike but Asha has been hunted away so did not have time to answer.

In the living room the lady was sitting watching tv. Then he turned his body when he heard the arrival of Asha. A smile on his lips.

"Asha, from tomorrow you help Bik Sumi in the kitchen. Can you cook?" this question is very difficult. Say you can't, you can be fired later. Say can, the taste of amburadul cuisine.

From the very beginning when Asha got this job offer she said she couldn't cook. He wanted to work as a washerman.

"Slightly," replied Asha diplomatically with a faint smile. A little bit of it can't just not be an expert. Asha wants to play safe.

"alright. Actually you also do not need to help Bik Sumi anyway. Only two men in this house have recommended you to help in the kitchen. There are a lot of people in the kitchen, too." Mrs Wardah is in a dilemma. Either want to ask Asha to help in the kitchen or not. But there is also a need to carry it out.

Two guys?

"Yes ... After you finish washing your clothes, come to the kitchen. Help-help slightly. So Mr. Hendarto and Arga can see that you're in the kitchen." The lady gave a long explanation.

So those two guys they. Why do young masters follow ngevote anyway. Make the job more. People like to trouble people. It's not safe to see him often. Take him to keep firing. If it works on seeing him, there will not be many visible mistakes. That further adds to his chances of firing me, huhuhu.

"Now also if the work is completed can directly help. Because my daughter who was in the dorm came home today. He arrived home in the afternoon. Happy work, Asha.." said the Madam with her kindly beautiful face.

"Thank you, Madam..."

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"Mbak .. It's not the person who treats us to eat, is it?" point Rike to Asha towards the front page. Asha watched the girl who got out of the young master's car. They were both peering out of the living room window.

Ja. Not wrong anymore. She is that girl.

He stood up while carrying his backpack. Then walk into the house. Hugging Mrs Wardah who greeted her in front of the house.

"Welcome my daughter!" Mrs Wardah looks very happy. Then alternately embrace with Mr. Hendarto. How surprising. Asha and Rike immediately turned back as the employer began to step into the house.

"Bik Sumi, the young lady has come." Rike showed up telling. Asha approached Bik Sumi as well. They continued to arrange the dining table that had stopped earlier, because they wanted to see how their young lady looked.

"Prepare the dining table. Soon the Madam will be having dinner with their daughter" Bik Sumi ordered. As Mrs Wardah said, her daughter is really coming.

One Hendarto family came to the dining room together. The young lady was talking to Arga. It seems like the young miss is very close to young Master Arga. The young master's eyes glanced briefly at the kitchen table. Asha was standing by to help.

So he really started working in the kitchen, Arga said in his heart.

Asha did not expect the girl he met the other day in the alley was the young lady of his master's house. That's right the girl. His eyes stared at Asha who was putting food on the table.

"Is there someone new?" ask young lady.

"Yes. She's Asha," said Mommy. The young Miss's eyes widened in surprise as she saw Asha clearly in front of her. He had just understood that Asha was the one who helped him back then. "Yes ..." The lady's hand was stretched out. After recognizing that face, Asha accepted it. "Mother, he was the one who helped Paris the other day!" I screamed at Paris with a very happy voice. All noleh. Arga looked up a little. Asha who felt the center of attention became awkward. Behind them, near the kitchen table, Bik Sumi and Rike also looked towards Asha.

"helpful? How can Asha help you. You're in the dorm." Oops, Paris immediately stopped talking and grinned. Apparently there was something hidden.

"No, no. I'm wrong to say. Hello, I'm Paris greetings yes, sis ..." Paris blinked an eye making it look like code. Asha doesn't understand. But Asha also mentioned her name in imitation of her master's daughter.

"Asha."

"Hopefully happy to work here," said Paris kindly.

"Yes," replied Asha while looking down. Then Paris looked back and found Rike there. Her lips smiled kindly at Rike. It shows that Paris still remembers Rike being with Asha that night. Rike also smiled back.

"Why do you keep smiling?" ask Arga suspiciously.

"Yes happy to be allowed to go home. You can meet Mother, Father and you, "pointing Paris to Arga.

"Tumben likes to go home. I usually want to go straight away when I come home," Dad said.

"Yes not Dad ... Come eat. I'm hungry" take Paris.

Everyone ate as soon as the food was on the table. Bik Sumi in the back washes the kitchen utensils that are freshly cooked. Rike's back in the waiter's room. Asha actually wants to go back to the room but Paris calls her.

"Sir Asha doesn't eat either?"

"Yes, later."

"Eat it now" take Paris a little coercively. Arga looked towards Asha who was confused answering her sister's question. It seems that he is also not good if he refuses.

"As far as he is. Why do you like to force. At your school you were taught how to force?" ask Arga wonder. Paris throbs. Paris is not usually that bad. He also did not talk much to the maid at home. Because he often lives in dormitories so he does not know the servants at home.

He would refuse if after the maid job was done someone would make something for him. He felt that their working hours had run out so it was a pity to have them work again. Kind young lady isn't. Like Mrs Wardah too, but not like the young master who suddenly likes to talk about the problem of firing a maid.