100 Days of Loving You

Self-conscious

Intan woke up from her deep sleep. Sitting right next to Troy playing his HP.

"You awake? It looks brighter than before." Troy said.

"Hmm, I take a shower first." replied Intan.

He then went to the bathroom, cleaned himself up and went back to dressing up. Although in fact, they did nothing, but that was so that they did not suspect the behavior of Intan and the man who had rented his body all night.

"You sure you don't want me tonight?" ask Intan.

"Yet, not tomorrow. I don't want to have you in a predicament." replied Troy.

"Life alone, I live all forced." teased Intan, who brought his face closer before Troy's eyes.

The man looked intan in the eye. The hand that had been holding Hp, now rubbed Intan's face with tenderness and felt so sincere that it made Intan's heart tremble.

Intan poked a hand at Troy's neck, then brought his lips closer to the handsome man.

"If you want, I'm ready. You have paid me, and consider this an additional bonus." Intan said.

"I don't want to be like this. Later, if we are both ready. This relationship, I hope it'll be something beautiful."

Troy got out of bed. He welcomes Intan's hand, and invites her out together.

Intan kept looking at him, and his brain was trying to digest what Troy said to him.

" no... Don't think shit. The words of men are so hard to believe. Even Troy, who never seemed to take life seriously." muttered Intan inwardly.

They came out hand in hand. A rare sight, rarely seen for a woman and her tenants. They go out more often, without caring for each other. Because their relationship is only in bed. And when they came out, they no longer knew each other.

"Intan, you?" ask Wulan who approached.

Madam Lola watched them from a distance. I feel something is worse than what they do. For people who are experienced like him, only with the eyes can be read. But, he was still silent and researching everything at this moment.

"I'll go home first. Tomorrow we meet again Troy said, while kissing Intan's forehead with a friendly.

After Troy's departure, madam Lola asked Intan to come in and meet him in the room.

"Why?" tanya Intan, who was sitting on the sofa where they used to hold meetings.

"What's wrong with you?" ask madam Lola without further ado.

"As it should be. Especially?"

"No... I know your stares are different. You can't be like this."

"Why? Why can't you?" tanya Intan started to nanar.

Madam Lola sighed, "You must be self-conscious. Who are you, how do you work. And that guy, he's just gonna use you."

"No... Troy's different." Intan.

"I just want to take care of your heart. I just want that pain not to be repeated for the last time."

Intan squeezed his thigh, holding all the mixed flavors together in one deep within the chest. So claustrophobic, even after he had just started to feel a little bit of a happy feeling.

" I never get in your way, if that's what makes you happy. I'm just warning you, because I love you. I don't want you to be like me." added madam Lola..

"Being happy, or suffering. It was still me who lived. I love you too, and now.... Let me digest for a moment, about what happened to myself."

Intan then left. He returned to his room, calmed his brain and stopped all who wanted to hire his services.