100 Days of Loving You

100 Days of Loving You
Men who respect women



"Mom..."


"Hmmm? Why?"


"You sleeping?"


"Why Troy? Shoulders tired?" tanya Intan, without raising her head.


"Lumayan. But if you're still comfortable, no papa. Just continue." replied Troy, who immediately held Intan's head on his shoulder.


"Troy, I'm serus. I want to forget everything. I'm tired, so tired."


"Even though you'll forget me?" ask Troy.


"I forgot, but you're not leaving. I'm sure of that." replied Intan with closed eyes.


Troy looked at him, then ventured to wipe his hair. So comfortable, and more comfortable in feeling Intan.


The day is getting late. Troy asks Intan to come home soon.


"Not to throw you out, but it's too late" Troy said.


"Even I come home early." replied Intan.


Troy grabbed Intan's head, then straightened it by pressing on the cheek until Intan seemed to move his lips.


"I said go home, and rest comfortably at home" said Troy, then took his jacket and put it on Intan.


"Cover up your body."


"Didn't men prefer to see women as sexy?"


Tukkk! Troy mimicked the Tutik Buk style of flicking Intan's forehead.


"Awww... It hurts.!" his screeches.


"The man who likes to see you sexy, will only look at his sex, not his love. But, when a man protects your body from the sight of others, then that's real love."


The deg!!! Intan's heart beat so fast all of a sudden. It almost hurt when I heard that from Troy's lips.


The man then stood up, and took Intan's hand to his car. Intan is just standing still, sensing and analyzing what vibrations exist at the moment.


"Bah, come home. We'll see you tomorrow."


"I don't have a home yet. I live wherever I want. Wander freely, without installments or housing loans."


"You're so poor." ledek Intan.


"Yes... I'm so poor, but comfortable like this." replied Troy.


Intan got into his car and started driving. Leaving Troy waving when parting from him.


Intan Pov


"Life as you live. No house, or anything else. Are you happy?" I muttered during the trip.


I see it always simple. Even his clothes are muddy in my opinion. But, the aura from within him was indeed emanating happily. Sometimes it is dark and gray.


"Tumben's coming home at this hour?" ask Buk Tutik to me.


"Mother, the clock is not sleeping. Why?"


"You know, you can't sleep. It is in the middle of Malem."


"Wait for Intan, huh? Oh, my shit."


"Yeeee... Ge'er, why are you waiting for me?"


"Well, in fact, Intan came home, Mother came out immediately" I replied with all the plugging on her.


Buk Tutik just kept quiet, sighed by looking at me.


"You're beat up again?"


I smiled hearing it. But I could never lie to him.


"So, it turns out Intan was trapped. As a diversion the man to protect his affair. Intan's been beaten, beaten up. Even the blue one was almost put on hold because it was thought to be the result of her husband's morotin." I replied.


"Tan... Stop yuk. I'm sure Intan is tired, Intan can definitely stop." he told me.


" The new Intan can stop, when he is not there. Intan's burden is just him. And even tonight's result was only for him. Intan got nothing." answered me.


Tutik could only go back to silence. Because he can't do anything for me. And I understand what he really wants from me. A lawful work, and tranquility for my life. Even if I don't know when that will happen.