100 Days of Loving You

One hundred million more

Author POV.

"The money you saved me, it's all two hundred million" Ronald said, handing Troy an ATM card.

"Geez, it's still less than a hundred million." murmured Troy, massaging his forehead.

"Concerning with the girl, bring her along to look for the necessary leftovers."

"Don't. It's my responsibility, I have to look for it. His money is his, he has many responsibilities to fulfill. Especially his father."

"There yet? Why not take responsibility for your child. Until it has to be a woman of the night?"

"Hmmm... His father, at the Mental Hospital." replied Troy, with a sad look on his face.

Ronald was wide open to hear that. He rubbed his face violently, looking a tinge of sympathy for both of them who were fighting for a life that was hoped to be better.

" If you're with him, then you'll be responsible to his father. You ready?" ask Ronald.

"I've been thinking about it since I first heard it." replied Troy.

He got out of his seat and went to the room. It was late at night, he was getting tired after a long day of travel. He settles down on the bed, then calls Intan to control it.

"Yes Troy?" reply Intan.

"Video call, will you? I want to see your face." asked Troy.

Intan turns off the phone, then changes it in Video call mode. Troy's handsome face appeared on the screen, which always made Intan's heart thump.

"Yes, why?"

"What meda? Already eaten?" ask Troy.

"It's been... I'm unemployed tonight. Nina, Wulan and the others are already noisy calling me. Ask me until I don't come to work."

"You're explaining, about our plan?"

"He'em... And they think we are crazy." replied Intan, nodding his head.

"Patience, huh? We'll show you our madness. They'll know what crazy really means." replied Troy.

Intan nodded again, then rubbed his itchy nose. In fact, it may be too strong to bleed.

"That's his blood, what's from outside the nose? How many?"

"Huh? Blood?"

Intan took a tissue from his nightstand. He then wiped the blood with his fist.

"That's a nosebleed, what's the wound?"

"Troy, I'm nosebleed. Maybe because of all the way. Where's the heat."

"But his head doesn't hurt, does it?"

"That's it." replied Intan, who continued to clean the blood on his nose.

"I'm there."

"Ngga. No papa, then stop too. You just rest first, later if it gets worse I just called."

Troy nodded, and agreed to the request. He also turned off HP so that Intan immediately rest in peace. Although, his own heart was not calm at this moment.

Intan Pov.

I often have nosebleeds. But that was when I was a kid. And now, after decades, I feel it again. I didn't even feel anything before.

"Well, there's a lot of tissue, why is it still alive?"

I also slowly walked to the house of Tutik. I walked up with my head up.

"Mom... Mom, this is Intan." call me.

Mr. Amir opened the door. He was surprised to see me with a nose full of blood.

"Why you?" tanyakanya.

"Nosebleeds."

"Come in and sit down, Mr. get betel leaves for a stopper. Behind the house is."

I obeyed him, and he went out to find betel leaves for me. I sat down, accompanied by Hafiz who was doing her schoolwork.

"Sir napa?" tanyanya, looking at me strangely.

"Nosebleeds."

"What nosebleed?"

"Hafiz, don't do much first. Brother wants to see you can't do this."

"That's it. Why not even grumble." said the boy, who was his curiosity was rising. Whatever it is, he will ask clearly.