Auction Husband
Narrow Room

I was given a small room right next to the Young Master's room. Just by flipping this door, this narrow room would instantly connect with that room. The one thing I must keep in mind is, Young Master must not know about my whereabouts right now.

This room consists of only a cot and a small closet. Luckily, there was a bathroom inside. Even though the bathroom was not very decent. Narrow and has no lights.

The training I have will begin tomorrow. However, if tonight sounds anything from the Young Master's room I should swiftly check on the man's state.

Said the middle-aged woman who led me to the room, Young Master will go on a rampage at any moment. So, I have to get ready.

Come to think of it, my job is like a baby sitter looking after a twenty-four-hour baby. I have to stay, at least for the next week.

“Spirit!” I cried out to encourage myself. Simply imagining the money I would get to redeem the inheritance house, made the spirit I had come back smoldering.

I lay down on the couch and closed my eyes. Not long after that, I got late. I don't know how long I slept, when I blinked my eyes when I saw the middle-aged woman in this room with a tray in her hand.

“Eat! You must be hungry,” he said gently while smiling warmly.

“Thank you, Nek,” reply I'm shriveled.

“You can call me Bik Sri,”, he said, putting a bottle of water and a cup on top of the small cupboard.

“Oh, yes, Bik Sri.” I'm nodding.

“I hope, you are the last person to take care of Mr. Al.” I was stunned to hear Bik Sri's words. “May Mr. Al luluh against you ..”

“Ayna, Bik's. My name is Ayna,” my timpalku when Bik Sri hangs her sentence.

“Bibik sure, Ayna can definitely last.”

“Why, Aunt, can you be sure once?” many confused.

I sat cross-legged on the couch facing Bik Sri who was sitting on the edge of the cot.

“Hearted words, Ayna,” replied with a smile.

“Bibik has long worked here?” askaku full of interest.

“Since Mr. Al has not been born,” he replied in a weak voice. His gaze changed softly. I wanted to ask further, but was self-conscious because it was only a matter of hours that I was in this big house.

I said, at least there is Bik Sri who supports me. There is also one good person who provides coolness in the atmosphere of this arid house.

I took a long breath. This narrow room felt increasingly narrow as silence enveloped us. Me and Bik Sri were busy with their own thoughts. I don't know what the middle-aged woman was thinking. But for sure, he had been convinced that I was able to survive against Mr. Al. This made my faith grow.

Bik Sri and I were both shocked when they heard screams accompanied by sounds of stuff from inside Mr. Al's room. Bik Sri immediately stood up and told me to immediately go to the sound origin room. Without thinking much, I rushed into the room.

My body froze when I saw the scene before me. Although in dim light because the lights are turned off, only rely on sunlight from between the vents. A man sitting in a wheelchair screamed hysterically as he threw whatever was in front of him.

To ensure the situation around, I immediately turned on the room lights. Who would have thought if the man even rampaged and scolded me.

“Damn it! Who would dare to turn on that lamp?! Power off!”

“Hey, slut! Get out of my room!”

What a very different sight to what is before me now. There was a long-haired catfish, bruised until his face no longer looked like it was in the photo. Are they two different men?

“Hei! You're a budeg, huh?!” his screech was sharp with a savage look in his eyes.

To be honest, my guts were a little bit shriveled at the man. Moreover, I don't know the reason she screamed and rampaged was not as clear as that. However, I could also feel the sadness from his gaze. Mr. Al panned sharply, but felt empty there.

Mr. Al moved his wheelchair in a quick motion, until it could not be evaded the man fell backward.

“Master!” pekikku's worried.

I hurried to lift up that huge body. Heh. His body is heavy and hard. I got over it and almost ran out of energy to help him sit down. Plus, the repeated movements of her hands refused my help.

“Dasal satan! Go you!” the screech is deafening.

I sat on the floor, as soon as the huge body had managed to sit on its wheelchair. My bones felt like they were all out of place. My breath was so dull that my chest felt tight. In addition, my eardrum that began to ring received a screech in a row from him.

Good Lord! Please strengthen my body! At least don't let my life be uprooted here.

After feeling the strength I have slightly improved. I stood up and pushed the wheelchair closer to the bed.

“Master should rest,” I said staggered.

“Exit from my room!” I closed my eyes as I received another scream from him.

“Master, your vocal cords can break if you scream continuously like this,”. “After all, my eardrum can also break from hearing the Lord's scream,”.

“Damn it! Out!” Mr. Al flipped his wheelchair over to face me in a quick motion. He pushed my body with all his might until it slammed onto the floor.

I grimaced in pain. Ah, I wasn't ready.

“Aww!”

I screamed as Mr. Al threw a bottle of drink at the wall. Allah Akbar! Just barely. If it hits, my head would have broken.

I closed my eyes with both hands to protect my head, when Mr. Al again lifted the other bottle and ready to be thrown at me. However, the sound of the clattering of steps entering the room seemed to stop Mr. Al's movement.

I opened my eyes and saw two male nurses and a doctor, and then the Lady cried to see the state of the son. Beside the madam there is Bik Sri who faithfully accompanies.

I stood by to calm Madam down, while the two male nurses restrained the rebellious Mr. Al as the doctor injected something into her arm. Then, Mr. Al was weakly drooped and laid on his bed.

I moved about to step out with them, but was detained by the Madam to stay in the room. I also complied without any intention of refuting.

After staying alone in this room, I rushed to clean up the mess that happened. My hand moved to throw out the scattered bottle fragments and then mopped the floor. Not to forget, I sprayed the room fragrances. After my work was done, I sat on the sofa not far from the bed. Waiting for Mr. Al to wake up or waiting for the next house order.