My servant, Asha

Asha and her feelings

After a long time of not communicating with Kiran, suddenly tonight Kiran called and got angry.

"Hey! You think the world is so narrow, huh? So you just don't want to call me because we're going to meet someday? That so?!" racau Kiran did not care that this was their first time chatting after such a long time of not meeting.

"Shut up, bawl! You should have been better when you first called!" asha shouted as she was in the washing area.

"I know angry! Your number is not active!" whinek Kiran.

"Yes, sorry,"

"Tomorrow we're out, huh? Got to!!"

"OKAY. Ee.. I have to ask permission first," Asha recalled. He must get permission from Arga. He could have left without telling, but that was impossible. Because Arga can monitor all his movements in this house.

"Mother? Mister? You're not a prank anymore?" ask Kiran in surprise.

"I have many strange stories," Asha replied meaningfully.

***

Seijin Arga, Asha can get to where Kiran is waiting. At first Asha thought her best friend was alone, but she was with some high school friends first. Kiran not only invited Asha, but also another friend.

"Hi, Sha!" sapa Kiran was very happy. Asha greeted with a smile. Kiran booked a corner of the cafe that was enough to accommodate her friends.

But Asha did not come near immediately. Asha's feet stopped instantly. He was able to find a familiar figure within the few people gathered at the place Kiran ordered. The man was still standing there with the others. Stand tall and tall as usual. Yeah, Asha's sure it's him, Reksa.

His eyes looked longingly and happily could see again the figure that was so happy for his heart. At this second, Asha's retina was still looking at him. Does not move to look at others unless they are pointing towards them. The man was smiling in response to someone speaking in front of him.

Kiran did not understand when Asha just stood up, but when she looked the other way she understood there was a Mutual there.

"Sha!" shout Cakra. Cakra's call only made Asha respond with her eyeballs moving towards her best friend. His body was still in place. Hearing this name called Cakra, the man turned his head towards where Asha was standing.

His sense of sight caught up with Asha and made him hold on to keep his eyes on Asha. Muta was looking at him at the moment when she also directed a glance towards him. Slowly the lips of Reksa curled up making a beautiful smile.

Asha felt she had to breathe in as much oxygen as possible because of the tightness that suddenly attacked her. The sound of a beating heartbeat becoming louder made a thrilling noise.

Mutual waved his hand to say hello. The look on his face was faint, neither cold nor too happy. Like the one he knew. Asha could not read what the man was thinking at the moment.

With heavy footsteps, Asha was finally able to get in front of them.

Everyone shakes hands because they have not seen each other for a long time.

"Wahh.. There are basketball queens with the same king of basketball, nih.." plucked them while looking at Asha and Reksa who somehow like being far away. Not Reksa, but Asha who stayed away.

"Sha, the more beautiful it is." said Pandu amazed. Asha only raised one corner of her lips upwards. The guide was like Andre, a lot of talk.

"Truely, this girl is now a girl okay," said another.

"Hi, Sha. We meet again," said Reksa who slightly approached Asha with a smile still adorning her face.

"really. I didn't expect it" said Asha who could speak well as the rumbling of her heartbeat made a loud noise. This girl is always able to appear calm in front of Reksa.

"I didn't expect it either."

"How are you?"

"You always ask me how I am." Mutual looks happy. "As you can see in front of you. I'm fine." The widened hands of Reksa present himself which is indeed more interesting.

"Yes. I can see it," Asha replied as she nodded slowly.

"You are ... Still can't be ordinary. It was like a cold war. When did this cold war take place?" tegur Kiran's.

"Why the cold war? Me and Asha have never been in a cold war" Reksa said with a smile.

"So Asha dong who's always been icy cold." Asha understood that was the insinuation of Baim for him. Asha's eyes stared intently at Baim as it flashed.

"The eye always looked sharp as it used to be" said Reksa who made Asha pretend not to hear. He could not look towards Mutual at the moment. His heart beat violently. His breathing still could not be regulated normally. Kiran Encourages the body of Reksa slowly to sit down immediately. Then he took Asha to sit with him.

"Rek, now Asha can be a woman, you know," said Baim very surprised by the change of Asha. She's wearing make-up. A little blush on both cheekbones to make them look fresh. Kiran will be excited if she appears original if out with her best friend.

"Am I a man? That's right to say, by the way.." - Asha.

"From the first I have considered Asha a woman really," said Reksa who was immediately in the same cheer as others.

A lady? I am a woman not a man.

***

After all, it will all end on the basketball court.

"Main basketball yok!" take Denis. The others stood up immediately. Kiran who had been clinging to Rezky released her embrace. Kiran is the same as Rezky. They all immediately jumped into the middle of the field to accept Denis's invitation.

"Not playing, Sha?" ask Reksa.

"No. You alone?"

"If you play, I'll come too. Otherwise, I have to sit here with you," Reksa said with a smile. The curvature of the smile was still the same, still attractive and beautiful. Asha snorted to herself.with her thoughts. Why does it all feel the same. Still like before. He still behaves like that.

"Let's play," Asha asked suddenly. Mutual was surprised to see Asha's sudden mood change.

"really? Are you excited to play basketball?" tanya Reksa was interested. Asha nodded. He can't just be approached by a mutual like this. His chest could not calm down. His heart pounded unruffled.

He can't fall in love again and again. It's endangering. Asha must be able to do everything possible to escape from her love for Mutual. Must. If that happens there will be a wounded heart but there is no guarantee that he will be happy with Arga.

"Ran, get your hair tied up!" pinta Asha to Kiran who is alone with Rezky.

Kiran opened her hair tie and threw it at Asha. Asha's eyes followed the direction of the hair tie. Because it's too far away, Muta can catch it.

"Do you want me to tie your hair?" tawar Reksa really meant it. This made Asha sigh heavily. If Reksa was just joking, maybe it was better.

"No, thank you."

"Hey! Hurry up!" yell at those already in the field.

"Wait, why the hell?!" asha said she was about to step towards them.

"Just a second! Wait, Sha!" reksa's shout stopped Asha's body, as his hand grabbed Asha's arm.

"Why?" asked Asha astonished also trying to dodge. Suddenly Reksa's body ducked and squatted.

"Silent. Your shoelaces are loose. You are so careless. Later fitting run wear shoes like this, can be dangerous," said Reksa fix Asha shoelaces.

Mata Asha.

"They're made up, huh?" ask Baim.

"Yes kali. Long time never met them so a crush maybe," added Rezky.

Don'tdon't. Asha could no longer establish another relationship. He has Arga, said Cakra anxiously.

The four of them played basketball on the court. Asha came here not actually to play basketball, but want to gather with high school friends.

***

Bunk basketball party. Asha is mistaken this man is not the same as before.

"I'll drive you home, Sha!" said Cakra who was still chatting with Rezky and Kiran. He knew his best friend was taking an online taxi.

"Okay" replied Asha.

"Sha, forgot. I will follow Baim," said Cakra who did not intend to deceive him. Asha's lips thinned furiously.

"No pa-pa. I took a taxi online like I was leaving." The crimping chakra is not good.

"Can I be anterin. I'm home alone," bargained Mutual. Hearing this Cakra turned his head, trying to notice Asha who was also looking towards Mutual.

"No need, I can go home by myself" Asha refused.

Cakra worry. He who is following Baim cannot force that child to wait for Asha to come home. So he went home first before Asha came home. Rezky had to drive Kiran home soon, because her house was a long way from where they played basketball.

After all the return home lived Asha and Reksa who stood by the side of the big road. It turns out Asha still does not want to be interceded by Reksa.

"I can't leave you alone here. I can accompany you waiting for an online taxi to come," said Reksa finally.

"Alright .." said Asha allowing the man to wait for her. It's so cold tonight. Asha widened her eyes because it resisted the cold caused by the night wind.

"Can I see you after this reunion?" tanya Reksa who suddenly looked at her long and fixedly.

"Ah, yes. I can," replied Asha who became like a bewitch and forgot that she should not make a gap for a man anymore. "Oh, maybe I can't, because I won't give you my contact number" Asha declined.

"no need. I already have your number."

"No way." Asha's sentence stopped. His mind was reminded towards the missed call a few days ago.

"I still keep your number, Sha."

Aye! That's her number!

"My number was deleted, huh, Sha?" ask Reksa.

"No. All the numbers are gone because I changed my phone."

"But Cakra can still reach you." Asha felt her ears misheard. He caught a tinge of envy or something else? Asha scrunched her forehead. Then try to pull it off.

"Because I met him a lot when I graduated," replied Asha still flatly.

Suddenly Reksa opened his large leather jacket and gave Asha's body a shiver from the cold. Asha was startled and turned her head quickly towards Reksa.

"This what?"

"The air is very cold. I can't possibly let your body get cold from just wearing a t-shirt," said Reksa, who looks more cautious when alone, but is more willing to show attention. "I want to put an end to your coldness by always paying warm attention to you..."

Asha's eyes were still staring at Reksa who was currently also looking at her. He did not expect when he had tried to get rid of all his feelings that once existed, Reksa actually gave his attention.

They did not know there was a pair of eyes watching the two of them.