Auction Husband

Auction Husband
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Amanda was no longer seen in the room. He seemed to understand how to deal with the pressure in my soul. All this time, it was only to Amanda that I was always open and telling her anything. Well it's a family matter right down to the economic affairs.


After changing clothes, I chose to leave the room with my phone in hand. Right said Amanda, I need refreshing even just surfing social media. During this week I deliberately closed all accounts. The reason for not wanting to be bothered and feeling ashamed of others instead became a sharp object that pierced myself. I got worse in the nestapa puddle and didn't get a way out.


Passing through the kitchen it seemed that the two people were busy making cake dough. I say hello briefly as a form of courtesy to the owner of the house. Ah, but since when do I look polite and need to feel pleasant to the two people?


I stepped towards the back porch and sat on a white-painted chair. After activating the phone, you can see the number of missed calls in the green app. Many calls are dominated by Adelia and Riko. For a moment I ignored the two people, not intending to receive a call from anyone. Then, my fingers moved through the messaging. If only there was an important chat there. Again, Adelia and Riko were at the top of the list.


Riko is my girlfriend. We have been in a relationship for five months. However, lately our relationship has not been good enough. How can it be good if every time our communication is only filled with quarrels?


I feel like Riko doesn't understand my condition. He forced me to do the thesis immediately this semester with the aim that we could graduate together


“Let's take a photo of toga together, darling ....” His words irritated me.


“If only for photos together, we can do it after I pass, Rik,” reply me ketus.


While Riko was busy thinking about the title for their thesis, I was busy selling anything online to pay for the semester. Riko knew that, because I never told her anything.


“Do not be busy selling online directly, Ayna. You should focus on college. Not ashamed of your age if you do not graduate this year?” One day Riko asked the sarcasm.


“Lha, herself late pass,” reply cuek.


“Yes, that's why I'm serious about thesis this semester. You too.”


Given the last quarrel we made me even more lazy to open a message from Riko. While Adelia is my cousin, she is the son of Bik Imah. After not getting a place in their new home, why did the woman keep calling me. Those two people are very annoying. My finger stopped when there was a notification of incoming messages from an unknown number.


I didn't actually mean to open the chat. However, this index finger that had been presumptuous pressed the notification until a strange message was plastered in front of the eyes. I screamed for Amanda, who was breathing so hard that she stood before me.


“What's up, anyway?” ask Amanda a little annoyed.


“Read this!” myrag. “My dream is realized,” I continue to be excited.


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I can feel the tension on Amanda's face. Both eyes glared from earlier, to the point that I shuddered in horror at the thought that the eyeballs would jump out.


“Sinting!” a rude swearing just slid from Amanda's mouth. He looks very upset.


Later, Amanda placed the flat object roughly onto a small table next to the chair I was occupying. Heh. Fortunately, it was not thrown.


“Only a madman sends such a message.” It seems, Amanda is not satisfied with just one swearing. “That must be the work of an online fraudster, Ayna. Hoax,” he continued with a fiery twinkle.


Unlike me who thought that the message was an answer to the prayer I offered. True he said, ‘Ask earnestly, then God will grant it.’ I forgot who said it ....


I had a cell phone lying on the table. My hand moved quickly to open the conversation application and then reread the chat from the foreign number. Teach every word per word not to be missed.


“Manda ...” My call to Amanda didn't get a response.


I glanced at Amanda. The woman had been sitting on a chair at the side, our distance was blocked by a small table. Then, my eyes refocused on reading the announcement on the screen. “Means this number one condition how?” ask her.


Amanda clucked in annoyance, but she kept answering my question, “Already, Ayna. Don't bother with that weird chat. Which of the unknown people as well. Fuck tauk,” nagelnya. I replied to her nagging. “That's hoax, Ayna. Hoax,” is full of emphasis.


“Ya how? His name is also needed. We will not know this chat hoax if you have not checked it directly, ‘kan.” I'm still trying to convince him.


“Iya, but, ‘kan ...”


It looks like Amanda is out of words, proved that his words did not continue and then changed with a snort of resentment.


“If it really is, ‘kan, it can be worth a hundred and fifty million. I just need another fifty million,” I said slowly and carefully.


Every now and then my eyes glanced at Amanda, watching the change in her facial expression. He looked furious with a stiff jaw. His index finger tapped on the table, like he was thinking something.


“Terus .. his house is all sold for additional debt repayment, same semester pay. The rest to contract,” continued my spirit.


“Your imagination is altitude, Miss,” he said sarcastically.


Fuck up! Don't really look at the music.


“Biarina. Consider it a prayer,” reply me with throbbing lips. “So this number one condition how?” ask again.


Amanda let out a long sigh and took the phone in my hand. He read the terms I meant in a loud voice.


“No idea what it means.” Amanda shrugged her shoulders indifferently, while I snorted in annoyance. A second later, she said slowly, “Could be you will be made a maid. Or made a wife,” terkanya give conclusions.


“Casak, anyway?” I was shocked and in disbelief. The reason, in the announcement there was not a single word that mentioned about the wife or maid.


“Hei! Do you think the house and its contents are actually free? Don't dream!” Amanda's call made me jump in shock. “Age now where there is free,” he continued.


“But it's free, Manda. Try, deh, read again.” I'm still trying to find justification and defense.


“Pinter-pinter people marketing aja it,” say relax.


“OK. We see tomorrow.”