As Beautiful as Dusk At The End of the Horizon
6. Paints
Early in the morning at Pandawa High School, Tasya and Naya were walking down the school corridor to her class.
“ Syaa, you have brought the same item ordered by Sri?” Tanya Naya broke the silence, because from then on Tasya just daydreamed not as usual, which was always cheerful. He looked glum from both of his eyes that looked sad.
“Udah dong! I keep some of it in my bag. It's my favorite lesson, I don't take it." Tasya replied while showing her luggage.
“Emmm good, I really do go crazy with the lessons of the cake, where I can't paint anymore." Oceh Naya is shaking her lips.
“Yes the name is also learned, where can be from orok, loe this basic." Sahut Tasya while scrambling Naya's hair.
They walk while laughing because of the ravings of Naya that can make Tasya forget for a moment his problems, indeed Naya people humorist Tasya feel lucky because he can be friends with Naya. Naya can comfort Tasya when Tasya is sad.
The first lesson in class XI IPS 1 will be started soon, Tasya and her classmates – friends take out the equipment that has been ordered by the art teacher, namely Bu Sri.
“Good Morning children. The lesson will begin, now I ask you to prepare the items that you assigned yesterday!"
"Good ma'am." Answer the students simultaneously.
"And take your things to the park next to the school, near the basketball court!"
All the students brought painting equipment to the school garden. Because today's agenda is to paint interesting objects in the park.
While on the basketball court, it appears that the children of class XII are warming up. Pak Dedi's lesson makes all students of class XII MIPA 2 hot - hot.
Tasya and all his classmates arrived at the park beside the school, Sri said that all the students painted interesting objects in the park next to the school. Tasya is very excited because for Tasya painting is part of his life. Unlike the friends of Tasya who complain because they do not like painting or are not interested in painting.
"It's hard mom."
"others don't paint."
"I can't paint Mom."
That is a variety of complaints from students and students who do not like to paint, but Bu Sri teacher who can not be bargained. Discipline is always applied to the students.
"There is no objection! Now do the work of the mother. Later if it's done collect on mom's desk. If no one gathers you ready - take the punishment from mom!" Said Bu Sri with a firm voice.
All the students were silent no one dared to answer and refute Ms. Sri. They can only step down and are forced to do the job. In contrast to Tasya who had been painting since, he played a brush with a happy smile.
On the basketball court
"Loe mah if the clear clay is bit, tuh eyes immediately clear." Repan replied while he was holding Vano's head.
Naufal looked at Tasya.
"Ehh, here's the ball in Mulu's hands." Repan
But Naufal was dumbfounded and his eyes even saw Tasya who was cool in painting.
"Willy! herein tuh bengong ball just now think what the hell?" Ask Repan.
Naufal throws the ball, but his eyes are still the same. But what happened? the ball didn't get to Repan. Naufal is not concentrated, not as usual.
Bruck...
The place where Tasya held the watercolor fell into his own painting because, the ball that was thrown Naufal instead dropped the Tasya watercolor place.
"aaaaa..."
"Who the hell threw this ball, my painting's ruined!" Tasya said with emotion, Tasya did not accept the painstaking painting he made damaged just like that. Tasya glanced towards the field, saw Naufal Cs wobbly.
" loe why not make it. Look the new student was angry because the painting was broken." Repan.
"Bodo, I didn't mean it." Say Naufal with a ketus.
"Crazy ya loe! Let's go samperin!" Take Repan to two of his friends.
At Tasya's place
"Loe isn't papa Sya? Ask Naya.
"No papa how! this painting is broken. How's dong? I don't fuck." Answer Tasya
While Naufal Cs was walking towards Tasya, Repan appeared to be pushing Naufal, and told Naufal to apologize. But the ice cube guy was silent without a sound. Repan relented and represented Naufal in apology.
"Hi, I'm sorry on behalf of my friend Naufal, he accidentally threw a ball at you." Repan.
"Why did you apologize? Why isn't he the one apologizing. You guys don't see! my painting is broken. So what do I need to do, huh?" Sahut Tasya who has been ignited by emotion since then, Tasya felt surprised how there is? rich man Naufal, sorry it's hard to go through his friend.
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