My servant, Asha

Behind Asha

Arga's resume doesn't exist. The application that morning seemed to suddenly disappear. As if having discussed it before, everyone who knew this story was silent. They dream together and wake up together. The story at the dinner table is gone. The application of Arga on the dining table was like steam that soon disappeared as it rose into the air.

No anger exploded at the dinner table. There is no contempt or contempt for Asha. Mrs Wardah did not say any cruel words. He just stared at Asha.

Hendarto as the head of the family also gave any ultimatum. No expulsion and dismissal. Asha did not experience that. He was still inside Hendarto's house. He was still the washerman as usual.

However, his access in this house was like being erased. Without a stern and intimidating warning, Mrs Wardah is like reducing Asha's work inside the house. No work on the second floor. No work in the kitchen. Everything came back to how it was. As Arga did not know Asha.

Bik Sumi returned who gave the dirty clothes of the young master and young lady to Asha and Rike, then they washed them. Asha returned to full work in the area where she was.

Mrs Wardah also did not put on a scary face. He kept smiling and friendly as usual when he saw Asha passing by the front yard. Yes, Asha can only be in the maid's room. Can no longer enter the core house.

No more detailed interrogations cornered Asha. All back from the beginning. It is like a game that is reset and returns to the first level. Start from the beginning again.

Actually it was more easing his work when Mrs Wardah cut down a lot of work for her. Shouldn't Asha be grateful?

After Arga vented his pity in front of the washing place, the man did not appear again as usual. The curtains of the room were open but never seen the body of the owner of the room. Arga is disappearing.

Phones and messages from Arga never again exist. Arga was very angry. It's not kidding. The man ignored Asha. Arga must have been very disappointed with the silent attitude of Asha who was considered a rejection by him.

Asha did not dare to call or send a message.

Furtively, Paris came to the backyard. Asha was surprised and immediately moved away.

"Miss Paris must have come to Ms. Asha."

"Miss that.." sizzled Asha.

What the hell is he doing here?

Whether she knows all her access is revoked, it means Mrs Wardah is upset. Although there is no word of curse that glides surely he is upset with his son who wants to marry his servant.

"What's up, Paris?"

"Nothing, just looking at the wash area."

"Don't you say you're gonna learn to wash. The reason was strange," Asha said suspiciously. Paris smiled only thinly.

"Sister, all right?"

"certain. I ate this morning."

"Only a cup of bread was bought yesterday, Miss," Rike unexpectedly complained to Paris.

"That's less filling, brother."

"After work is done, I can eat a lot."

"so yeah... Hmmm...." The head of Paris nodded. Like I was thinking something. Yes, Paris is thinking about her brother right now. He was given the task of seeing the state of Asha by Arga. The man did not want to see Asha not because of his family, but because of anger. But he was still worried about the young woman.

Accidentally, Asha was able to meet Arga outside. Asha pleases herself by playing basketball around the sports building area. She's with Kiran and her fiance Rezky. This of course invites the arrival of others including Cakra and Mutual.

Asha screeched in annoyance. He shouldn't be here if there's that guy. Asha's feet immediately sauntered out of the field wanting to get angry. That was when he found Arga watching him.

Arga's eyes looked towards the basketball court on the left. Where in the wire fence surrounding the entire field area was seen some friends of Asha.

"I didn't expect to find you here. Outside the house," Asha said without being able to hide her pleasure to meet. Because, he could not find this man inside the house at all despite living under one roof.

Does he know I'm here, and he wants to see me on purpose? ask Asha inwardly and hope a little. But he immediately brushed off all sweet expectations.

"Is your silence just an excuse to get close to her?" Asha silently tried to digest Arga's question.

"What do you mean?" asha asked pulling a smile on her lips.

"Is this just an alibi to bend the path of our love, so that you have a reason to be with him?"

"Who do you mean?"

"Taxas. The guy from the tax office." Arga still thinks his silence is because of the existence of Mutual. Maybe it's like Mrs Wardah always linking Arga and Chelsea. Arga is like that now.

"It had nothing to do with Muta or any other man Arga," Asha firmly closed her eyes.

"Do you feel like you've found a bigger catch than me? To throw me away to get it? He's probably richer than me..."

Plaque!

Asha did not hit with fists and kicks, Asha just slapped him. His hand slapped the man in front of him hard, to the pain felt on his palm. Arga touched right on the cheek that Asha had slapped just now. There's a pain there.

"Am I starting to look so cheap in front of you, that the sentence just popped off without a hold?" asked Asha with misty and nano eyes. The pain in his hands was nothing compared to the pain in his heart. Pain, pain and suffering. "Did I look so despicable in front of you that your mouth easily said the thing just now?!" asked Asha again with an angry growl.

Arga. He's starting to wake up. His emotions overflowed and that made for a painful series of words. But his heart also hurt. He did so because he was encouraged by the rebellion of his heart that demanded to be avenged.

"I don't know," replied Arga still faintly. Arga said it with a mocking smile. Then go step away leaving Asha who was as strong as possible not to cry.

Asha screeched and turned her face away. It was only when the man disappeared away that Asha felt her entire joints collapsing. It made him crumble and sit on the floor. The cold mask is broken.

"Get out! He's gone," said Asha who was still sitting squatting while holding her dizzy head with both hands. Asha's voice sounded firm and confident, making the foot move. He pulled the body out of its hiding place. The man emerged from behind a car parked in front of a basketball court. Muta sighed while looking at the departure of Arga's car.

"She's really only briefly here..," muttered Mutual. Asha paid no heed to the muttering of Reksa next to her. He still held his head with both hands. "You okay?" The mutual look down.

"Yes." Yeah." Then Reksa reached out to help Asha stand up. Asha's head turned to the side, towards Mutual's palm.

"stand. Don't be there," Pinta Reksa.

"No need to help me. I can stand on my own" said Asha who immediately stood up and walked to the back. Then sit on the parapet at the bottom of the basketball court which slightly protrudes out. People can use it as a seat.

He ignored my hand. Mutual followed Asha and sat down next to her.