100 Days of Loving You

Comfortable with him

"Yumuuuk!" call Hafiz when you get home.

Bu Tutik came out, not approaching Hafiz, but approaching Intan who was parking his motorcycle.

A tuuukk!! Bu Tutik nudged Intan's jidat firmly, until Intan screeched.

"Sakeeet!"

"Where are you, daritadi on the phone not picked up. I'm too confused to pick up Hafiz."

"Yaudah, anyway... I'll pick it up."

Troy looked at them with an amused smile. He did not expect, Intan who had always looked mature and calm, had such a childish soul.

"That's who?" ask Bu Tutik.

"Excuse me, introduce me to Intan's friend." said Troy.

"Yemen?" bu's lyrics are keyed to Troy, alternating to Intan.

"Yes, temen. Occasionally have a friend's friend." replied Intan.

The leopard stared at Troy from top to bottom, so it continued for a few minutes.

"You're staying in dimna? What job? Got married?" ask the lady again.

"Eh, what the hell? How is that?" intan Tegur. Troy was silent in confusion.

Only once did Troy get a question and his tone made his heart shake.

"Sa-my....."

"Well, don't answer." cut Intan, then take Troy to his house.

"Sorry, sit on the porch."

"Yes, no papa." replied Troy kindly.

Intan comes in, then comes out again with a cup of hot coffee. Honestly, even though the Intan of his work with a striped-nose man. This time, a man came to his house. Moreover, in such a courteous and good manner.

They continued the delayed conversation. Talking about Intan who has rarely talked to others. With Troy, it seems that Intan is so comfortable that he wants to tell stories. Although limited in their profession.

"It's sad, with your father's condition" Troy said.

"Yes... I'm too used to this. I don't even care about the neighbors talking about him anymore."

"You visit him often? Can I come with you?" ask Troy.

"Yes, just acquaintance. No papa, right?"

"That's okay, can't. He even hates me so much, that I might be able to get acquainted with my friends."

Troy was silent. He felt bad, because seeing Intan's face began to sad again. Then He sipped a cold mulled coffee, continuing to look at Intan's face.

" Nan... I made coffee this morning, so sweet. "

" Lah, mostly sugar. Diabetes mellitus." replied Intan.

"I think what I'm getting into is sugar. It turns out, our story."

Intan who is unusual with the words dreadlocks, reflexively throws a pillow that he hugs on Troy.

"Ish, what the hell? It's not funny."

"Well, kanda. Seriously.." answered Troy.

They were engrossed in all their jokes and laughter. A neighbor passed by with an unblinking look..

"Why, Mom? Ntar can't go back to his neck." said Intan.

"Do you dare bring a guy home?" the answer.

"Because? Do you want the husband I brought home?"

The mother immediately worried, and ran breezily to hear Intan's words.

Troy knew what he meant, but remained on his pretence.

Late in the afternoon, Troy came home to Intan, also to Bu Tutik who seemed to be cleaning the house.

Tutik ma'am approached immediately, when Troy was completely gone from there.

"Well, you know where he is?"

"Why? I just see you often."

"Intan likes her?"

"Mother, what the hell? Just a little friend."

"Mom has known Intan for a long time. Know very well how Intan who never want to be friends with men. I understand Intan's trauma. I just don't want to, the trauma's back to haunt."

"Intan doesn't know... Intan feels comfortable with him. Although, sometimes our meetings are strange." replied Intan, with pushy eyes.