The Somplak Girl belongs to Cassanova

09

Lisa took off Pandu's hand and put away the burly body of her son so that now face to face with Rasya who was still smiling knots. Rasya cupped both hands in front of the chest then bowed respectfully.

"Good day, Madam," said Rasya, still with a slight bow.

"Who are you?" ask Lisa. His forehead looked puckered, his tail was peeping at the pretty face of Rasya whose tiny body had just stood upright.

"My name is Kumala Rasya Putri. I'm new babu Mr. Panu uh sorry I mean Mr. Pandu Nugraha Andaksa." Rasya patted his lips slowly because he was already exhausted.

"Grey? You mean that maid?" ask Lisa again. Rasya nodded quickly. "Since when?"

"Since today, Madam." Rasya did not faint a smile on his lips.

"How can you?" Lisa doesn't believe it yet.

"So, all this started when I was—"

"Mommy what's the need to call Pandu here?" Pandu interrupts Rasya's remarks before the girl, who he thinks is strange, says it all.

"Just a second! He hasn't finished telling the story yet" said Lisa, who was still very curious.

"Udahlah, Mom. His story is not important. He's Pandu soin babu at home because the cleaner who usually comes at this time is on leave." Pandu lied, but that's not the real reason.

Lisa turned her head towards the son and looked at him fixedly to look for lies there. Feeling the gaze of the mother who was so probing, Pandu immediately diverted attention by telling Arga to bring the newly bought guava.

Lisa who really likes guava fruit, looks so crunchy and snatch the fruit from the hands of Arga. In fact, the woman forgot everything, including the story of Rasya.

With wide steps, Lisa took the plastic containing the fruit, and brought it into the kitchen. While Pandu tailed at the back along with Arga and Rasya at the back.

"Sit down!" pandu Command. The man walked into the room, leaving Arga and Rasya just like that.

"Aren't you sitting down, sir?" asked Rasya politely.

"Miss, just call Arga because I'm just an assistant not your employer" Arga said.

"But it's not polite to call names. You're older than me" said Rasya.

"Then just call as you please, just don't be Master." Hearing Arga's words, Rasya patted the temple with a frown. Arga smiled wryly as he looked at Rasya's face that looked like he was thinking hard.

"Aah!" Arga's body was strangled because of the shrill sound of Rasya so screeching in the ears. In fact, Arga to rub the chest when he felt his heart pounding very irregularly.

"Sorry, I surprised you?" Rasya showed two fingers as well as a barrage of white teeth.

"It's okay, Miss." Arga tried hard to look calm even though in his heart, the man had issued various kinds of swearings.

"After I thought very hard, I decided to call you Brother Arga. Do you mind?" rasha asked by showing such an adorable face. Arga turned his face away in fear of being fascinated by the girl in front of him.

"Why are you even glaring? Don't you like my calls?" Rasya gave a rough sigh.

"No, Miss. Thank you for calling me that. Then sit down, Miss." Arga again told Rasya to sit on the sofa, but the girl was sitting on the carpet.

"Why are you sitting down, Miss?" ask Arga.

"Sister, I'm a babu. So, where is it worth sitting on the sofa. If in the village, the rich man can just sit under the gini." While speaking, Rasya bent his legs so that his current position sat down in a row.

Arga stared in disbelief. Apart from Rasya's mouth that was so thin and his behavior was a little 'strange'. It turned out that the girl had high manners. Arga was really staring in awe at him.

"Ehem!" The sound of darkness from the front, immediately disperse the daydream of Arga so as to make the man stammer. Especially when looking at someone who was stepping firmly closer to where they were at the moment.