100 Days of Loving You

My deed is none of your business

Author POV.

Cold drinks immediately taken Intan. He can really quench his thirst on this hot day.

Intan took back his favorite Pop noodles, and fed them with hot water that was provided there..

"Hhhh... It's so scary it feels like this. If there was any extra work, I could do during the day."

"What do you want to do?" Troy's shocking.

"You... Can you come and say hello in a normal way?" namel Intan was so surprised by him.

Troy looked at Intan, pointed at his index finger and circled the area of his face.

"I am still normal. Not crazy."

"Yes, you're normal. The crazy one my dad is."

"Well!" surprised Troy.

"Yes, my dad's crazy. Now even in the hospital in RSJ, it's been two years."

Troy stared at Intan sharply, although Intan remained indifferent to him. What Troy had in mind was, He who felt increasingly guilty for having cut off Intan's financial resources. He was so expensive to his father.

" I'm sorry, Tan?" inner Troy.

Troy remained silent, until Intan finished with his noodles. And look at the face of Intan who seems to be getting sleepy.

"Pillow face, full of sleepiness." led by Troy.

"Yes, gini. Accustomed to the work of the mall, the turn does not work, yes the habit is the same."

"Sleep, I'll wait for you here."

"If you want to go, just go. You have another job."

Troy shook his head, Intan put his head on the table, with his hands together. And as promised, Troy waited for him all day.

Troy's gaze was always focused on Intan, keeping his face clean, and occasionally brushing his hair down.

"You know, you look so clean even though I know what you do."

Almost an hour in that state. Intan suddenly wakes up and is nervous looking for motor contact that he uses.

"Which motor contact, contact?" tanya Intan was so anxious.

"That's in front of you. Why?"

"Hour... What time?"

"Hour One... A little bit, why the hell?"

"Don't ask too many questions first. I'm gonna go get the nephew. I'm not stingy if I have to pick her up." Intan then rushed, running away. Towards motor.

He left Troy still in his confusion. "He is that, weird. But make me curious."

Intan drives her motorbike fast, to a special elementary school for extraordinary children. He came from the parking lot, headed straight to Hafiz's class, Bu Tutik's son.

"Mafiz... Fizzz..!" call him.

"Sir.." call Hafiz who appeared from the outside door.

"Kok, I'm the one who picked up."

"Sorry, Mother's motorcycle brought earlier. Yuk came home, Mother was waiting at home." asked Intan by holding Hafiz's hand.

Hafiz Bu Tutik's only child, he Tunawicara and his feet form the letter X. He and Intan are like siblings, although Intan himself keeps his distance from him.

"That's... His sister behaved so, who suffered the torment of his sister." chanted mothers who always insult Intan with his profession

All this time Intan was only silent, because he did not want to add to the burden of Tutik Bu. He doesn't want to, there's a problem just because of him.

Intan again spurred the bike, with his hands continuing to control Hafiz at the back.

"Troy, you want to know my house?" tanya Intan, who still had time to say hello.

"Can?"

"Follow me from behind." replied Intan.

Troy nodded, then followed Intan to find out his house. Along the way, Troy keeps his eyes on the two of them throwing jokes and laughter at each other. Without a single worry about the situation.

"Looks, you're indeed istinewa, Tan."