Destiny Love Maira

About Painting

It was inconceivable in Ervan's mind about the words of Erika's parents who were so willing to throw away their own children. Although Erika's mistake was quite fatal and almost made people's lives drift, but it was not appropriate for her to be treated like this.

Ah why be the upset Ervan now. Erika is not who she is but she really felt annoyed to hear Erika's parents who are like that.

Though Ervan knows for himself how Erika is fighting for her life. Just met a few times but Ervan already knew how difficult Erika was.

And as for the words of the doctor Danar, it seems that Erika does not have no zeal to live, but she who does not know what to do. Yeah, Ervan is sure of that.

The cost of surgery and also washing blood every week is certainly not small. Especially with Erika's current condition. How could he be on medication.

Ervan breathed heavily. Why did he feel this kind of sympathy for the girl.

Ciiits

Ervan braked the speed of his motor slowly, when he saw in front there so many people who crowded.

What was?

What accident?

The streets around the city park were jammed just because of this.

Again Ervan could only sigh in annoyance. He opened his helmet and looked ahead. Looks like yes, someone had an accident.

"I'm sorry... What's up ahead?" ervan asked one of the men who had just seen the incident.

"There was a lady mas, hit by a car" the man replied.

"Gee?" murmured Ervan.

The man nodded quickly.

"So young, beautiful, hijab, white, she was on foot to cross, but probably didn't see any cars passing by, so she got hit" he said.

Ervan sculpting. Girls wear hijab. Why is there even Erika.

Gee whiz...

"Thank you mas. I want to see first" said Ervan who immediately pulled his bike to the side of the road.

His heart was worried now. Ervan quickly opened his helmet and ran into the crowd of people who were just looking at him.

"Excuse me excuse me.." said Ervan with a little break in.

His eyes widened instantly, but he quickly turned his face because the condition of this girl's body was full of blood.

Young girl who does not see her face because it is covered with her veil.

Ervan's heart was pounding so hard and so pained, even she felt that her knees were feeling weak and trembling now.

Why does this girl look like Erika.

Ervan took a deep breath and ventured to look at the girl. And when the girl's body was lifted, suddenly the call of someone made Ervan turn his head.

"German"

This voice, it seemed like he was familiar. Ervan instantly turned her body into a sound. And how surprised he was to see Erika who was standing looking at him on the side of the road.

And somehow, seeing the good Erika just feels right Ervan's heart really feels relieved. Even he immediately shook his head slowly and walked towards Erika.

astaghfirullah's...

Why could he be so worried about this.

"Who's in an accident?" erika asked as she hugged something in her chest.

Ervan shook her head slowly and turned back. Where the girl had been taken into the ambulance.

"That's it, but girls your age" Ervan replied

Erika nodded and immediately walked away from the crowd of people who had also started to disperse.

"Where are you going?" ask Ervan

"You sold the painting last night" replied Erika.

"That old grandpa's place?" ask Ervan.

Erika gasped and immediately turned her body towards Ervan who was walking behind her.

"You know?" ask Erika. And now Ervan is surprised and looks awkward. Even he directly scratched his head that was not itchy.

"Around here there is only the old man who sells paintings" Ervan replied with a bitter smile.

Erika looked at Ervan suspiciously, but a second later she just nodded.

"Let me take you" Ervan asked.

"It's close" replied Erika.

"Near what. The walk from here is good. Why always refuse when offered. Though yesterday was also always troublesome" Ervan grumbled involuntarily.

"Because at that time I have always been troublesome, so now I do not want to anymore" replied Erika.

Ervan breathed a sigh.

"Have come. As long as I'm kind" Ervan said. Even he immediately pulled the tip of Erika's hijab to make the girl surprised and inevitably follow Ervan's steps to his motorcycle.

Erika looked at Ervan in surprise. Why did Ervan become like this now?

Is Ervan forgetting memories if he used to hate her so much.

"Good" said Ervan who went straight to the bike.

"Why are you daydreaming" asked Ervan.

Erika shook her head slowly.

"No, it's just that I don't know you anymore" Erika replied.

Ervan was stunned for a moment but a second later she immediately snorted a smile.

"I don't know you now either" Ervan replied. And this time it was Erika who looked at him in confusion.

"Let's just say I'm not the old Ervan and I also think you're not the annoying Erika you used to be" Ervan said.

Erika smiled faintly and nodded.

"What if you don't hate me anymore?" ask Erika.

"I don't hate Erika now" Ervan replied.

Erika again snorted a smile and nodded.

"Thank you" said Erika.

"Have gone up, there are no more reasons to refuse" Ervan said.

Erika smiled widely and went straight up to Ervan's motorbike. Happy his heart felt when he saw Ervan like this. Although it still sounds sniffy, but it is not like before.

As for Ervan, she couldn't ignore Erika anymore either. This girl was slumped and fell, there was no way she would add to Erika's burden anymore.

Doctor Danar was right, Erika does need spirit. She was already shunned by her friend's friend, hated by everyone, even expelled from her family. Plus with his current illness. Indeed, if imagined, maybe Ervan would not be able to become Erika.

Peace may be the best path. After all Ervan and Erika's problems were just matters of the heart. Not the other one.

Not long riding a motorbike, they arrived at the old grandfather of the painting seller.

Erika directly down slowly from her motorbike, but her shit dress instead concerns the footing of the motorbike, making Erika immediately look down and almost fall.

And...

grep

Not to fall, because Ervan swiftly caught his arm.

Erika immediately smiled bitterly with a rumbling heart because she thought she would fall earlier.

"Can't you be a little careful" Ervan said as she slowly let go of Erika's hand.

"Sorry, my shirt is stuck" said Erika while pulling the tip of her shirt.

"Tear?" asked Ervan who was also looking at the end of Erika's clothes.

"What's up. Tear a little" replied Erika.

He immediately walked closer to the old man who was seen watching them from earlier, and was followed by Ervan who also got off his motorbike.

"Bring another painting, son?" ask the old man.

"Yes cake. I hope Grandpa likes it" replied Erika while handing her painting to the grandfather.

As usual, the old man looked in admiration at the painting of the twilight scene painted by Erika.

"Like, two million rupiah" he said.

Erika immediately smiled broadly hearing that. And of course the look of his happy face is not separated from the eyes of Ervan.

"You, it wasn't you who bought the painting back then?" the old man pointed it at Ervan.

Ervan immediately smiled bitterly looking at him. Does this old man remember? it's been a long time.

"Yes, you bought the first painting of this girl" said the old man with eyes that looked at Ervan closely. Until making Erika also immediately turned to look at Ervan.

"Wild flower painting. Well, I still remember it" said the old man.

Jeez ...

Ervan doesn't know what to say to Erika.