Auction Husband
The Adequated House

This week my head is throbbing pain. The body feels tired due to lack of rest. How can I rest in peace if my head keeps thinking of ways to make up for the debt? This week is due, if I can't make up for it, of course my parents' house will be gone. Good Lord! I think my head really wants to break now. Where can I get that much money easily?

Should I just prostitute? The job is relatively easy, ‘kan? Stay for status on social media, I'm sure many will pay for my body even though this face is quite mediocre. Because, I guess lust men do not always need physical beauty, ‘kan? Crazy one! This mind has truly gone beyond the limit. I could have been cursed to stone by my late parents, if the fantasy had been realized into the real world.

The door opened without knocking. The owner of the house while I was hitchhiking stepped in with the tray in hand. After putting her luggage on the nightstand, the woman pulled the chair from the front of the dressing table in front of me. I who sat on the edge of the bed with my legs dangling to the floor had to change position to be cross-legged. There will be advice he tells.

The owner of this house is Amanda. I was lucky to have a best friend and to be able to keep me in this house for a while. She and her husband are newlyweds. Say, I am the test of happiness of both.

After learning from me that my only place of residence had been mortgaged, Amanda immediately offered help. At first I refused, because I did not want to disturb their affection. She and her husband were married for two months. People said the newlyweds were warm. I don't know what's warm, my brain doesn't want to think.

However, Amanda's not her name if she can't seduce me. Finally, I was forced to stay at his house. Two days ago, Amanda's husband had a need to get out of town. It was enough to make me relieved because these two eyes should not be stained to see the intimacy of the two.

“How are you doing?” ask Amanda with a fixed look then move slowly to take the cup on the tray and give it to me.

I took the warm tea from Amanda's hand and sipped it softly. The warm feeling reaches the stomach with a soothing mint leaf sensation. Without returning the half-full cup, I put it on my lap.

“This. Do I have to sell myself, so I can get money?” tanyaku lethargic who immediately got a strong blow on the thigh.

“Like ngaco, deh. You'll be a lifetime of money if you take that job,” he said. “Sorri, yes. I haven't been able to help much either. Mas Wira, ‘kan, again pioneered a branch in Sumatra. So the money has been passed there all,” he explained with a guilty expression.

I laughed softly then said a little comforting, “Udah wants to take my life for this week, I've been very grateful. Don't think about it, there must be a way out.”

“Aamiin. There must be a way out. You have to be patient,” said softly.

“Yes, the way out is a lot. I just haven't found the door the same key, either tucked where the two things are. I think my eyes are blurred, deh.” Next, we just laughed together without continuing the conversation.

Silent. I hate this situation. The moment where my brain was circling around looking for a solution. While the woman before me also seemed to have run out of words to comfort.

Amanda cleared her throat slowly then said, “This meal continues to take medicine huh. Let it heal quickly, tuh, head. Last night also until hot, ‘kan, your body. Too hard to think, anyway.”

“Siap.” I salute with one hand.

Amanda took the cup in my hand and stepped out of the room leaving me staring blankly at her.

After finishing the chicken porridge and sipping the medicinal pill, then say goodbye to the homeowner. I went back into the room too. I don't think I'm interested in just chatting or anything. Better get some sleep. Maybe, after spending time sleeping, when I open my eyes later this life that I'm living changes. Suddenly beside me was hundreds of millions of dollars, for example. ‘Kan is quite used to pay debts, pay abandoned tuition, continue to innovate the house. Ah, pleased. Just imagining it makes me smile, especially if it comes true. I must be prancing around.

Oh, myGod! Please this weak servant .. Please send me two hundred million to redeem my parents' house.

I cried, staring at the ceiling of the room while raising both hands. Both eyes were tightly closed with lips blabbering in prayer. There is earnestness in my heart for every wish that is conveyed.

I promise to be a good boy, visit my parents' graves often and finish the thesis immediately. Help me God. The Most Merciful, Most Merciful. Aamiins.

I rubbed my face with both hands. He closed his eyes while imagining the two hundred million in the hand. Not long after, my eyes closed and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I've been in the dream world. The two hundred million dollars were in his grasp. I was so excited. But suddenly, the red-colored paper disappeared in an instant. My tears are flowing unstoppably again. It is like a broken dam. I roared for the loss. The shaking in the body accompanied by a call woke me up.

“You dream, Ayna.” Amanda helped me sit down. He placed a pillow behind my back so I could sit comfortably.

I'm still as eager. The dream just seemed real. To the point that I cry for it.

“I already got the two hundred million money, Manda,” I said stamped. My hands wiped the tears in turn. “But, suddenly the money vanished unnoticed. Though I have not paid to redeem the house,” continued I then roared again.

“Hopefully the money will soon become a reality, yes,” Amanda said slowly.

“Iya, but I have not paid to redeem the money house even already lost!” I cried like a child. Forget the embarrassment, I have to put out the tightness in this chest.

“Yes, maybe, your dream is not finished, Ayna. It could be, the money has been paid but you do not realize,” said Amanda again. “Later if you have the real money, you have to quickly pay the house,” he continued while stroking my arm.

“Iya, I have to pay immediately. Don't want to disappear again. Enough in a dream only,” reply I agree.

“Dah, now mending you shower. Let seger. Bik Ratih already ready for warm water.” I just nodded in agreement to hear Amanda's words. “After that snack, cake, read-read the news on the internet or where, cake. Let's not get bored and you have a job that does not dream on,” he continued like a mother who was advising her son. Again I just nodded, not intending to argue or interrupt. I think my body is tired.

Without a word, I got out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. Soaking in the bathub with warm water slightly eases the feeling of fatigue in the body. After a few minutes, I got up and finished taking a bath under the shower. Then, get out of that cold room and change into clothes.