DUSK PAINTING

Chapter 5. See You Tonight's

Drrtt.

The phone lying at the end of the table continued to shake. Mizyan only glanced at a glance without seeing who the name that appeared on the phone screen in vibrate mode was. Because he was focused in front of a laptop to complete a 3D image of a mosque to be built in the rest of the toll area.

Drrtt.

He has saved the file that indicates he has completed one job when his phone vibrates again for the second time. It made him curious and immediately grabbed his phone.

Satya calling's.

"What's wrong?" Without a stale base Mizyan directly pointed at Satya as soon as she shifted her finger to the green icon.

"okay."

He saves his phone after answering a short statement Satya confirmed will pick him up in 1 hour.

Since Kemal introduced him on stage during the inauguration of the resort in Bali a few months ago, he is now flooded with orders from businessmen and officials. He stared at the long white board attached to the wall behind his chair. Where to display numbers 1 to 15 client list with an outline of the image request along with its deadline. Besides, he also noted in the cellphone reminder so as not to forget when going out of town.

There is also the benefit of working experience at a famous architectural company in America for several years. High discipline and rivalry shape him into a workaholic. Not only became a professional architect, he also became an image consultant that makes his clients satisfied. Bonuses are flowing.

He turned his head towards the pavilion door that was pushed from the outside. Dado came with a sumringah face while both hands were dripping paperbags.

"What's the big thing, Do?" Mizyan looked at him from behind the table with her back propped back. The pavilion contained a single bedroom and free space that Mizyan filled with 1 set of chairs and a work desk. Simple, far different from the facilities in his apartment that is all up to date and sophisticated. But he feels more at home in this pesantren complex and arouses high morale.

"Dado was intercepted with Ruli tea, he said this nitip for breakfast Aa Iyan." Dado held up the paper bag in his right hand.

"If this is from the security guard. He said there's an ojol who sent Aa..." Dado lifting paperbag metallic brown color.

"There's a voice, this..."

"Just be sure!" Mizyan held Dado in a hand gesture that would approach giving him a letter.

Dado who was used to getting orders to read letters or open gifts, seemed to nod strongly.

Hey, Mizyan. Long ti me no se e.

(Long time no see)

Dado read the English writing by spelling and reciting it according to his writing. Not in English because he can't. Mizyan who heard it only mengu lum smile. Dado's innocence was quite comforting to him.

"Naon ieu hartina tea (what does it mean), Aa?" Dado shook his head because suddenly his head was dizzy if he had to think.

"So on, Do."

Yo u a ma zes.

(You amazes me/you amaze me)

Se e yo u to nig.

(see you tonnage)

Leony

"Huh, cape read it. Lieurrr."

Mizyan chuckled to see Dado heading towards the water dispenser. Sip a glass of water quickly.

"I ate that from Leony."

"You are Deaf!"

Dado smiled widely while giving his 2 thumbs up hearing Mizyan's instructions. He immediately held a carpet and prepared food and 2 glasses of drinking water.

"How Dado can be skinny. Every day eat good food..." Dado rubbed his distended stomach after spending all the contents of the two rows containing rice and side dishes.

"Very sports, Do!"

"Jogging around the cottage 3 rounds, each morning prayer abis. Don't go into the soup kitchen."

Dado smiled grimacingly because he felt that what his boss was accusing was true.

"Aa, ask dong!"

"Ari Aa naha casep, ari abi mah henteu. (why Aa is handsome, I am not)

Mizyan looked up at Dado who was caring for him with a chin. He scratched his unscratchy head. Confused answer Dado's plain question.

"Because of the prints." he answered without a second thought which instead became a blunder for him . Because Dado asked again and looked more curious how many kinds of human prints to face and skin color can vary.

Mizyan rubbed her temples. It was his turn to choose the word to answer because it was impossible to explain with scientific inserts to the young man before him.

****

Satya and Rade's arrival saves Mizyan from Dado's questioning attack. Makes him breathe easy.

As per the previous talks, the three of them will review the building of the property company that Satya has acquired. Mizyan is believed to renovate some parts of the building according to the taste of the new owner.

Along the way, he listens to Satya who tells him how the acquisition decision was taken. He who sat in front with focus listened to the chronology delivered Satya while driving.

"Mas, stop by Citarasa first. Stay on the left!"

Rade's call to Satya made Mizyan look back at the spot where Rade was sitting. "What's that place, De?"

"Good cake shop, brother. We're gonna need a snack there."

"The owner is Mba Rahma. The one whose husband died was..."

Mizyan only knew the genealogy of her family relationship when Rade told her more clearly that Rahma was her sister-in-law Nico. More precisely Holy's younger cousin, his wife Nico.

"Sister Yan, will you come down?"

"It's my favorite pastry shop with Mas Satya."

"The cake is delicious."

Rade enthusiastically advertises by mentioning the names of the cake hawker that is in there, making him according to get off the car.

Just buy for Abah and Umi, he thought.

The atmosphere in the granite cream shop looks clean and cool and the friendly smiling waiter is ready to help find what is needed. Mizyan decided to try to buy steamed brownies, cheese balls, fruit pies, 1 box each.

"Bak Rahma, how are you?"

"Eh met Rade here. Thank goodness mbak..."

"Seneng dehli see Rahma active again. My spirit is mbak."

Mizyan stood beside Satya who was both a spectator of two women who embraced each other happily as if she was releasing a kangen. He even spontaneously smiled when the little boy led by Rahma looked at him without a blink.

He was surprised when Satya elbowed him because he was still smiling looking at the adorable boy who was now hiding behind the mother with a face that was looking shyly at the cat.

"This is Mizyan, my best friend."

"When you meet in the street, don't hesitate to say hello."

His brain was still loading with what Satya was doing. But he also nodded while smiling back at the nod of the beautiful woman Rade was holding. Yes, pretty.

Rade also greeted Rahma's son cheerfully as he kissed her with anxiety. Even invite Rahma to make a play date to bring their children.

****

The affair with Satya was finished at 3 pm. True said Rade, need a snack while in the acquisition building. Because he must patiently hear the different desires between Satya and Rade in terms of changing the function of the rooms. He is used to dealing with various client characters. Two lontong and risoles with a piece of cayenne pepper become a diversion from a husband and wife who are still baradu arguments and have not found the word deal.

"Keep up until night!" While laying down on the sofa, Mizyan closed her eyes.

Make Satya throw it with a cushion that sofa is on the deck Rade behind the desk work.

Mizyan glanced at the famous French fashion brand watches. In less than 1 hour, the event will begin. After praying isya congregated with the santri, he prepared to slide towards one of the 5-star hotels located on Gatot Subroto road.

"Do, I'll be home tonight. Go to bed first. Don't wait!"

"Non sleep on the carpet. Wear the bus!"

There's no word from Dado's mouth. Because the mouth of the stocky young man was gaping to see the appearance of Mizyan who was wearing a dark gray suit with a black shirt without a tie wrapped slim and proportional body.