I AM GAY

DRAW

Tonight the two of us with Mas Ikhsan really share the same fate.

Left alone at home.

The movie that was playing on my tv screen really entertained us, breaking the silence.

The snack that was once a full jar is now left half devoured by mas ikhsan.

"Jod, mas already getting sleepy. Come on, let's watch it."

"Well, the film isn't finished yet, bro. It's a big responsibility, bro. Half an hour at the most."

"We'll continue tomorrow. Tomorrow's Sunday. You're not going anywhere, are you?"

"Oh yes, sir. Jody doesn't have any plans tomorrow."

"Yes, sir, I said goodbye first. Thank you for the snacks."

"Yes sir. You're welcome"

After Mas Ikhsan's death, I turned off the film we watched earlier and went to my bedroom to continue the delayed sleep.

**********

"Jody... you haven't woken up yet, have you?"

"Ting tong..."

"Ting tong.."

The sound of the doorbell and someone screaming woke me up this morning.

I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already 9 in the morning.

"Eh, Sis Ikhsan. What are you bringing, Sis?"

I asked as I opened the door for him.

"Brother brought chicken porridge for you. I know you must be late today on the weekends. Is not it?"

"Wow, what a coincidence, bro. Jody is hungry. Come on, bro."

"No.. no.."

In the dining room, I served a glass of warm sweet tea for Mas Ikhsan. Then I immediately eat the chicken porridge that he brought earlier.

"It's delicious brother. Where do you buy it?" I asked while devouring.

"I ordered delivery ta right? The seasoning is right"

"Yes, sis. Jody will collect it later if you order again."

"Okay it's safe. Okay, breakfast is ready, you take a shower right away. Get ready"

"Huh? Ready to do what sis? Where are we going?"

"I want to keep my promise. I want to paint you."

"Ooh.. that.. yes.. yes.. a promise is a debt huh. Ready sis."

I swiftly scooped the last mouthful of my chicken porridge and immediately ate

Setelah mandi, kupakai my skincare line. This time without make-up, of course. I still look masculine, of course, in front of Mas Ikhsan.

I sprayed perfume all over my body adding to the freshness this morning.

"AYok kak. Jody sudah siap."

"Weesss.. stedy

it's over. I really mean it, Jod."

"Sure, Sis. Later, Jody wants to display the painting in Jody's room."

After locking my apartment door, we headed for Ikhsan's apartment which is next to him.

When he opened the door, there was Mrs. Tere, his wife.

"Why did you come back Tere? You don't have to go home at all." ask sis

Ikhsan curtly.

"This apartment is not only yours. I spent more money to buy this apartment. It's not like you can only afford to pay only a quarter. So I have more rights here." said Ms. Tere then rushed to her room leaving us.

Sis Ikhsan could only silently stare at his wife. There was regret on his face.

"Sis... be patient, Sis. You don't have to think too much about what you say, Sis."

"My patience is running out. Jody saw his behavior. I was furious."

"You can't do that, Sis. Every problem has a solution. Women always want to be understood. The hardness of a woman's heart will surely melt with the seduction and pampering attitude of her man."

"Give him enough attention, sir. Praise him. Praise her appearance, her makeup, her cooking, just do things that make her happy, bro."

"And most importantly, give gifts often, Sis. No need for that" expensive. Because basically women like surprises.

"Wow.. woah Jod.. you're not married. But why do you seem so good at treating women?"

"You don't have to get married before you know how to deal with women. Jody used to have a boyfriend, sis. So more or less he understands about women. Plus from the story Jody's friends who are already married. So more or less Jody understands."

"Yeah, Jod. Thanks for the input. I'll try it later as you said."

"So how are you going to paint it?"