100 Days of Loving You

I'm tired.!

"Mba Intan, haven't been seen for a long time?" greet a cashier there.

"Yes, just staggered. Uh, Miss Ros is there, right?"

"Some, let me drop off." take her in kindly.

Ms. Rosdiana's name, she's a doctor of my skin beauty specialty. I was introduced by an Om who often wears my services. Although a man, but he is metrosexual, and always pay attention to his appearance.

"Good day, ma'am."I greet him.

" Lunch... Uh, Intan? Long time no see, where is it?" ask him kindly.

"Where the hell, just don't have any funds.." I asked him.

After greeting each other, Ms. Ros herself who intervened to serve me. He is a friendly doctor, and even wants to explain in detail what problems we experience.

"Your skin is as good as this, it's a pity that it has to be hurt."

"I don't want to, but what? Demands of profession." I replied.

"Tan... You're young, your future is still long ahead."

"Even God, never gave me a chance to be free from all that injustice. Where is God, when I cry, even roaring for his help?" I replied, in a flat tone.

"Tan.... Can't be that." he scolded.

I just returned with a flat smile. Reselecting closed my eyes to enjoy all the treatment He gave me.

An hour later.

"Tan, it's done. Wake up..."

"Eh, yes." I was surprised, then opened my eyes with a fresh body.

I then went on to creambath, all treatments in one visit. Because honestly, they will give you a lot of discounts for that.

Author POV.

"Known what, jeng?"

"That's, like changing partners of each malem. Not every malem alone, even last night can be some lakik."

"meaning? She it?"

"Yes, especially. Take care of each husband, will be tempted by him again."

Said the mothers who care while huddling next to Intan. They seemed to get good material for the theme of gossip today, so it was so fun to talk until they forgot the time to go home.

"Pity, when it was young. I don't think there's any other work." so do the others, and so on.

Intan just listens to it by continuing to play his HP. He is immune to it all, like a wind that blows away and instantly disappears by itself.

"Mom-mother... You guys huddle like this, don't you want to go home? He said to take care of my husband." said Intan.

"Why take care of us?" answer someone from them.

"Well on, you guys take care of me? You said you have to take care of your husband. Take care of your husband, not just in bed. My husband needs attention too. When you go home, welcome warmly, full of smiles and love in it. In question, what activities are today, tired of what is involved. Sometimes little things are like that, they can be as they want."

"You don't know, you never had a husband either."

"But the man's husband, often confided in me. Or even, they are one of the husbands of the mothers who are here." replied Intan, with a smile.

Their faces suddenly became anxious. The gaze of the eyes was not clear where the direction and destination, then rushed away with their respective vehicles.

"They're why, brother?" ask the petuga who serves Intan.

"Obviously, mothers are afraid of losing their husbands" she replied.

Intan has solved everything. He just had to pay, and get out of there with a feeling so incredibly comfortable in his body.

However, at that time he felt lazy, because he must immediately return to his workplace.

"Yahoooo! Can you give me another way? I'm lelaaaah!" his own screech, from the car he locked the meeting in.