Frisson

Hoping to escape

"excuse me...can you help me?"

asked the handsome white male with sharp eyes, sharp nose and thick eyebrows.

"yeah...what can I do to help you?"

ask her back to the handsome man who now stands in front of her, so tall and only limited to his shoulders.

"just call azra miss." replied the handsome man beside her.

"ouh yes sir azra what do I want to help you with?"he asked immediately, wanting to know,

"help my painting, miss..can you?"ask azra to her, while looking straight at her, which makes her misbehave.

"oh but sir.I'm not as good a real painter...do you mind?"ask him first because he is inexperienced.

but at once the handsome man took a chair and sat there posing handsome with his feet in a stack crossed and hands crossed in the chest.

"ooo..oooh well sir.sewhile I prepare my equipment first," said her who immediately rushed to pick up the equipment and his large picture book.

at first he sketched and started really painting.

two hours later, the painting had finished perfectly.

"sir.this is your painting I finished..."

he said while showing the new painting he completed perfectly.

"what sir?you called my name, didn't you?"

asked her faintly heard the man beside her speak just now.

"yes, you forgot about me?"asked the man to her instantly which made her aghast glare at the man beside her.

"wait sir..are you wrong?no way I know you..and there's no way I'm the one you're referring to..I'm just a street painter..I'm not who how anyone as great as you can recognize me?"said his astonished because it had been almost a year he was on the streets with a makeshift life.

"you forgot who I was anyway.I searched for you all this time.I saw the rottenness and cruelty of your ex-husband anya.sorry I have let you in this slump.sorry..."

azra said with a soft tone, but instead she avoided it and packed all her stuff.

"sir azra.sorry..I don't know what you mean.I beg you to say..there's something I'm going to do,"said his son who immediately left his stall just like that and ran down the sidewalk ran further until he felt breathless and his chest tight.

he also chose to hide beside the roadside fence wall.he leaned his body to stick to the wall and set his breath.

"who is he.Why does he know me?papa..mama.I really made your name ugly and embarrassed.I'm sorry papa mama..."he said in his heart with tears flowing there, because he thought no one recognized him anymore after his statue changed and his appearance changed also one hundred and eighty degrees.

an hour later he was in hiding.he finally decided to go to his field again, today it was really very hot for him, he said,the sun is so hot and very hot in addition to the smoke of vehicles passing by, which makes his head dizzy to be very dizzy.

annya was so happy when he reached his field, it turns out the man had gone he was sitting on the sidewalk in front of his wares.His head was sitting staring at the ground under his feet.

and without realizing it, a pair of shiny black shoes with long white pants was again right standing in front of him.