Auction Husband
Young Master's Wish

At seven in the evening, the waiter came to deliver the food. I greeted him and put the tray on the nightstand.

When I saw Mr. Al moving slowly, my heart suddenly beat uncomfortably. What am I going to do after this? What will Mr Al do when he wakes up like this?

Mr. Al seemed to have trouble sitting down. With doubt, I immediately approached to help her sit down. Thankfully, the man did not refuse my help. Then, I lowered my foot to the floor when I saw him lift his leg.

“There can I help you with, Mister?” tanyaku carefully.

“I want to go to the bathroom,” he replied slowly. Instantly, I gulped.

“Ke ka-mar shower, Mister?” many ensure. I closed my eyes because I felt silly about the question. It's clear what I heard earlier, my ears are not that big, ‘ right?

“Are you deaf?” the hardic.

I shook my head slowly and helped her move into a wheelchair. While here, I have to eat that because I have to expend a lot of energy to take care of Young Master.

I intended to push the wheelchair towards the bathroom when a loud jolt again suffocated my eardrum.

“Do you want to come with me to pee. Ha?!”

I backed off and shook my head hard. “Ti-no, Sir,” I'm nervous.

“Basic did not becus,” ketusnya then push the wheelchair until it disappeared in the bathroom door.

As soon as the body disappeared, I sat on the edge of the bed with my hands on my chest. I inhaled as much air as I could as stock to keep breathing when the man came. It feels, the air only thinned when it was near Mr. Al. It was hard and made me have trouble breathing.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door was wide open. Mr. Al came with a fresher face. Yeah, even though I'm so uncomfortable to see that bewok on his face. Moreover, his long hair was allowed to decompose like no comb for centuries.

I immediately stood up to greet the presence of the man with a big smile. Offering food or something else he just ignored.

I snorted, reminding myself to be patient with the man, for the money of two hundred million and for the inheritance to be redeemed.

“Master has to eat a lot in order to be stronger rampage, Mister.” Firing succeeded. The man turned towards me with his eyes narrowed. “Strong body parts lose to nurses and doctors,” I said again.

“Shut!” loud jolt.

For a moment my mouth was tightly closed. However, as it opened and prepared to speak, the man again made a sound.

“Your mouth is very presumptuous,” cynical with a dark face. “Do I need to break that bottle right in your head, ha?”

“So, earlier Mr did deliberately throw next to me?” many challenging.

“You!” The man's ears were outstretched right in front of me.

But something tickled my ears. A voice that helped me from Mr. Al's rampage tonight. Worms inside his stomach are noisy asking to be filled.

“It looks like a worm child inside your stomach asked to be filled. The food is already cold, do I need to heat it, Mister?” slowly say.

“I do not like the food,” reply still with a ketus voice, but the expression of his face was not as stretched as before.

“What do you eat? I can make it for Mister,” I offer myself.

Instead of answering directly, Mr. Al looked at me with a glance. Didn't believe? Let's just try.

***

I ran looking for Bik Sri's whereabouts. Mr. Al asked to be cooked in rawon. How should I make it, while eating it I have never. Duh, Ayna, why kill yourself, anyway?

I was astonished, a house this big, but no one could be asked where I should look for Bik Sri's whereabouts. Maybe she was in the kitchen. But I also don't know where the kitchen is.

I patted her on the forehead. Should have been before doing other things or going into a private room, I asked to be escorted around the house first. In this case, I'm the one who bothered.

I breathed a sigh of relief as I saw Reno pass by. Without wanting to waste time, I immediately chased after the man's steps while exclaiming, “Pak Reno!”

I reached out, asking Reno to wait for a while while I catch my breath.

“Where can I meet Bik Sri?” ask me when my breath is back to normal.

“In the kitchen,” replied the man briefly.

“Where's the kitchen, sir?” ask again.

“Under,” the answer again is still with a short sentence.

I breathed in frustration. “Can take me to the kitchen? I have to do something in the kitchen.”

Instead of directly delivering it, Reno frowned instead. I snorted annoyed at it. My patience could be exhausted just here.

“I have important work now,” clear.

My shoulders are weak. “Tuan Al asked to be made rawon and I do not know where the kitchen is located,” I mumbled. I felt desperate talking to this tall man in front of me. “Ya already then. Thank you, Sir. Sorry to interrupt,” I said while bowing respectfully.

“What did you say?”

Reno's question suddenly made me look up. “What?” many confused. I scratched my head that wasn't scratching.

“What did you say earlier?” tanyanya was impatient.

“Sorry to interrupt,” reply me still with a confused look.

“Not that one.” The man seemed to be holding back angrily.

“Thank you,” reply me again.

Reno clucked in annoyance and said full of emotion, “Tuan Al asked what?”

“Tuan Al request to be made rawon. I don't know where it's located dapu ..” My speech was interrupted as the man pulled my hand to follow in his footsteps. “Where are we going?” I asked as I pulled my hand from the man's grasp. It was a waste, because the power must have been many times my strength.

“I'll take you to the kitchen. Mr. Al can't wait long,” he said in a hurry.

“What?” If you know this, I don't want to waste my time answering that unimportant question. You shitty guy.

I dragged him down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, I pulled my hand. “Wait a minute!” door pleaded.

I held onto both knees that felt weak. It was so tired. After this house is mine, I'd better sell it. A large house like this, but it does not have an elevator.

“Quick! We don't want Mr to rampage, ‘kan?” Reno pulled my hand back and then our steps turned to the right. After passing through a large room with a large television, we reached the kitchen.

“You can cook here. No need to go to the general kitchen area,” he explained.

“General kitchen?” many wonder.

“Iya, in the public kitchen where the workers and chefs gather in preparing dishes in this house. While the kitchen in the house is only to prepare the food needed by the young master and the big mistress. Like now. Don't worry, all the complete materials are here,” clear Reno at length. “If you need help, please contact Bik Sri by phone it.” Then, he stepped onto the phone of the house located on the wall near the closet.

“Thank you, Mr. Reno,”.

“Sama-sama,” replied and the man said goodbye.

After Reno died, I immediately approached the phone that was stuck on the wall. Contacting Bik Sri is my goal. But how do I contact him? What number should I press? Oh my goodness, Ayna! Basic slow.

I ran out of the kitchen, chasing after Reno who started up the stairs. Shout at him asking for the number to press. Forget if this is home, think of it as a bush and uninhabited wilderness.

After getting the answer I want. I ran back to the kitchen. Imagining if Mr. Al went back on a rampage had made my hair goosebumps in horror. Finally, I was able to breathe a little sigh of relief when Bik Sri came.