My Beloved Perjaka
Your home

The glow of light caught my attention to wake up immediately. Although it feels heavy and lazy to withdraw from the comfort of the mattress. I circulated my eyes all over the room that felt foreign to me. Black curtains that contrast with the color of clean white wall paint with the many posters of foreign bands waving in the wind from open windows.

I cringe. Aunt Marni is the one who abstains from opening my window if I haven't woken up, so it's not like it's my room. Nervously I removed the monochrome blanket that covered my aura while trying to figure out where I was.

"Wake up?"

My body immediately peeked in place. The sound belonged to the cotton candy and the spiky bamboo!

I hardly looked back when the footsteps of the vocal cord owner who relaxed my conscious nerves approached. "Pig..." My limp feet slowly made a safe distance with this teenager. Gawat, I'm in big trouble. Why is Abhimanyu shirtless and only wearing color pants.

Oh my God, I'm down. Conscious is aware, but why gini so. Heart's pounding. I looked at myself in the mirror, I removed my long hair in front of my chest to check my neck. Safe, all safe, no sign of love. Also I checked the boxer the woman I was wearing, safe. Complete clothes.

"Auntie why?" sahut Abhimanyu.

"Gak–gak," I shook my head, painstakingly keeping my heart safe under control when our eyes met. But why can't my eyes turn to her teenage muscles trying to be burly. Damn, the butterflies in my stomach increased a lot when Abhimanyu's gaze did not waver.

"Where am I, why am I not in my house? Don't I remember last night you promised to take me home?"

"I did say I wanted to nganter Aunty home, but she went home to my house." said Abhimanyu then grimaced. "Where's it like sleeping in my room, Tant?"

I gulped, strong. Crazy, who's crazy now. I slept in my beloved virgin's room without the need for me to seduce her. Geez, what happened last night, I don't remember at all after I got in the car and Abhimanyu took my car away from the public house.

I stared at my nails instead of looking at them. I'm ashamed, I want to go home. But yes, I came home without asking what happened last night, without saying thank you after I got drunk and he took me to his room. Miraculously no, in his room, instead of renting a hotel or sleeping in a car while waiting for the morning ahead.

"Why, Tant? Guts gone." it sounded straightforward.

I nodded weakly while leaning my body in his closet. Shamefully I looked at Abhimanyu who remained calm bare-chested near aunts like me. Until the perception that was thought of last night fluttered again.

"Why don't you take me back to my house, here, your mama must have thought there was a scandal between us." I said slowly, timidly approaching Abhimanyu. I feel like something's wrong today, why the room. With age there should be real boundaries between us. But we're both here, Abhimanyu brought me here. I swear, do not let Abhimanyu make the ugly mind real.

"You didn't touch me, did you, Bi?"

Laughter was heard from Abhimanyu's mouth. He chuckled while standing up. He looked at me quietly while turning his gaze to his messy bed. The mattress was small, enough for two people even though I had to stick and my tote bag was on the desk that was filled with stickers.

"Abi, you're not doing anything about me, are you?" ask me again while holding his arm.

Abhimanyu gasped, he sighed and came back to see me. His smile looks sharp.

"Can Aunty imagine if I married Auntie because of those debts? Only this room can I dedicate to Auntie, even if Aunt respects me as a husband. Not to mention plans of revenge on Aunt's ex-husband. I don't deserve aunty to be proud of, that Aunt herself is ashamed of." Abhimanyu paused while putting on an unreachable attitude.

"It's not me who's supposed to be Aunt's runaway, I'm just a maba, just a freelancer with a minimum income that doesn't quite meet Aunty's glamorous life. There's nothing aunty can look for from me!" he nodded, shaking his head.

In silence. There was an invisible wound that appeared in my heart. I was stuck so that I could not normally hear Abhimanyu's statement which turned out to understand the classic problems of marriage. It's been as far as I've thought about it while all I want is a place to go home and lean on.

"You're wrong, Abi. You have something interesting to have. And I told you to forget what I wanted yesterday if it calms you down!" I looked at him after taking my hand off.

"Maybe your parents gave you the freedom to work part-time because of circumstances. But I'm entitled to you later, maybe, not willing you to waste time just to be a aunt entertainer like last night. No.., Abi." I shook my head in despair. "Once you open those opportunities, new opportunities will come and I don't want you to be bullied by them."

I shook my head while patting her shoulder.

"But I can't possibly watch you like a mother who has to follow her son to a nightclub." I laughed miserably as I leaned my body against the window sill.

The sun made me stroke my arm. Half nine at the moment. I have to work for half an hour, but the truth is that I am still in Abhimanyu's room expecting to know. Oh my, what kind of boss am I. The last few days I've been late to the clinic, and last night I came home with a drunk teenager. What rumors will be spread in the clinic and the Malay gang. I looked up while sighing violently.

"Auntie hope you understand what Auntie said, Abi. Never be a gigolo or a hired man. Plis, don't make your family's debt to me the reason you did it. I don't want you to have no future!"

"Udah ranting?" abhimanyu said when I was silent for a long time. Want to pee, hungry and want to be hugged.

I'm nodding. Physically, Abhimanyu slalu became a part of me. I can't take it off even if I want to. But his heart is not. He is free to choose anyone to be his heart's lover.

"Yes, Aunt went home. I'm going to college at ten."

"Yes!" abhimanyu.

"Promise?" I stretched out my little finger, "I'll be angry if you're a bad boy."

Abhimanyu looked at me like he wanted to prove that all the behavioral assumptions he would not do. Abhimanyu tied his index finger to my finger forcefully. "I'm surprised in part by Auntie, just woke up with a mouthful of energy!"

Abhimanyu shook his head, he opened the closet and picked up the t-shirt.

I stared at him with my usual glare before his pure white body was wrapped in his white T-shirt.

"Automatic work." Make her bed. Then smile, good time to sleep here again. I covered my face with the pillow that Abhimanyu used every night. I messed up my mind again by imagining it.

"Remain you, Tant? Want my pillow?" exclaimed Abhimanyu while pulling his pillow.

I'm nodding. "Hugger."

Abhimanyu spread out his hands. I who saw it like an invitation to embrace stood up and spread out my hands.

Abhimanyu grimaced, and his ringing grew wider as I was still waiting for him to hug me.

"Udah I said don't want to be cheating. I don't know what's going on with this aunt!" I hugged the pillow she held onto my chest. "Bring the pillow home!" exclaim Abhimanyu while closing the window. He chuckled as I hugged his pillow willingly.

"Sure, can I take it home, Abi?"

"By, Auntie!"

"Do you sleep with a pillow?"

"Easy tar!" Abhimanyu patted my back, "go home. I'm pretty much enjoying my room."

"Yes, thank you for sleeping here. But actually if you marry me, I have no problem being a wife, I also have no problem sleeping here and receiving a makeshift living from you. What matters is Abi's loyal."

Abhimanyu gave a fierce look like papa when he was about to scold me.

"Yes, yeah... No, you wouldn't want a widow like me." I whipped my bag, "I'm coming home, I'll wait patiently until you're 21. But if you change your mind, call me baby, stay close, don't go."

I put my foot on the high heels that Abhimanyu put near his sneakers. It was so sweet last night.

He grabbed me, took off my shoes, and covered my body. Like in the movies I see often. Abhimanyu looked at me fixedly before realizing this closeness was wrong.

I looked out of Abhimanyu's room, the six-meter-long hallway seemed deserted. No television or small talk happened in this house.

"Nobody's home, papa and mama's in the hospital."

"Oh," my head automatically turned to look at Abhimanyu. "You sure we didn't do anything last night, Abi?" ask me with a cautious attitude.

"No Aunt!" Abhimanyu grimacing. "After Aunt got in the car, Aunt slept well until I thought she was dead."

"Well, we could have done it last night." Abhimanyu slapped me on the back with his pillow. "Street, don't think strangely, I'm not a two-faced jerk who thinks Aunty is sexier than Britney Spears. Except for Auntie in a bikini!"

I turned around with a dumbfounded face. "Aren't I wearing a bikini?" I said, "I have a lot of bikinis and I can make a bikini for you, so you realize I'm more real and sexier than Britney Spears, but I don't want to. Just delicious. Eat you!" I swept his pillow and then snorted.

"Based on a bad boy, you know Britney Spears in a bikini!"

Abhimanyu chuckled and then held both of my shoulders while pushing me out of the house. "Udah, don't sulk!"

I put all my luggage on top of the car while taking a deep breath. I turned around, under the porch of his house I spread out both hands. "You hug." I said expectantly.

My body's wobbly. I was flabbergasted when Abhimanyu grabbed me while leaning his head against my head.