Jasmine and Prodeo Andrean
Chapter 5's
At this time Drean began to return with paintings that he made in a dark room that produced abstract paintings. A flow of painting that detaches itself from the figurative sensation of an object. Art that avoids imitation of objects raw, gives the sensation of the existence of objects and replaces elements of form to its portion.
This is an example of a painting by Andrean. He did not know who he followed in the world of painting, which he knew only scratched the colors in his canvas.
But at this time his mind was disturbed, disturbed by the whimper of the woman he had just married.
"Just dizzy, it makes me unable to concentrate". His grunt.
Right now, Uncle Jamil is talking to Jasmine. Jasmine was telling a story, her cheerful and warm personality made her quickly familiar with the middle-aged man.
His loud voice with the utmost expression, made Uncle Jamil unable to bear to not laugh. But their laughter turned out to be very disturbing Andrean who was very obviously not fond of noise and it was like forgotten by Uncle Jamil.
For an Andrean, who loves silence and lives in a long-standing silence, hearing voices except natural, is a disturbing act. What he disliked so much, he threw a vase of flowers at the door.
Making Uncle Jamil and Jasmine stunned, and Uncle Jamil aware of his mistake.
"Why Uncle?". Jasmine leaped closer to Uncle and held the tip of Uncle Jamil's arm.
"Syut, that's a sign that the Young Master is disturbed by our voices". Said Uncle Jamil as slow as possible. But it turns out his voice is still heard by Andrean.
"Bronts"
The sound of falling objects rang out again, Uncle Jamil sighed and covered his mouth with his finger hinting at Jasmine not to make any more noise.
Uncle wrote something in his pocket book that he always carried. The book he used to communicate with the arts, so as not to cause sound.
"We're talking by writing it down, miss". The book was then given to Jasmine, and as Jasmine read it she wrinkled.
"Why?". The whisper was very slow, really their current position was very close. Uncle Jamil's head and Jasmine's head faced each other but were quite close. Uncle Jamil wrote back.
"Young Master doesn't like to have a voice".
Jasmine was curious to see the writing straight before Uncle Jamil gave it to her.
When Uncle Jamil raised his head.
"Dukkp". Uncle Jamil's head hit Jasmine's chin.
"Aww sick uncle". Jasmine screams and rubs her chin.
"Sorry Miss". Said Uncle felt guilty seeing his nonanya in pain because of his actions.
"Bronts". Again, the sound of things falling back was heard making Jasmine annoyed.
"Hey if you know you want to hear a sound, go there to the woods. You can be sure you'll only be friends with animals there". Shouted Jasmine loudly.
Jasmine's shout infuriated Andrean, his warning being ignored but instead daring to make fun of him.
"Beck, Bukk"
Andrean hit and kicked whatever was around him. If not in the dark, it was clear his face was currently looking flushed, angry.
Uncle Jamil who knew of the circumstances of his Master tried to signal Jasmine so that she would no longer speak, but his efforts were in vain.
Jasmine again shouted "Hey are you not human, are you a vampire who likes the darkness so much and hides from the light. If you're human you shouldn't be like this, angry just because you hear a voice around you".
Andrean raised the glass table in front of him, with all his might he came out after closing his eyes and face. Uncle Jamil was surprised and pulled his existing Nonanya to be behind him.
The glass table Andrean threw towards Uncle Jamil and Jasmine, lucky that the table hit the sofa because Uncle and Jasmine immediately dodged and hid behind the door of another room.
"Once again you make a sound, not only is the table badly damaged, but your body will be worse than the table". Shouted Andrean and again kicked at the door, where Uncle Jamil and Jasmine were. Then footsteps were heard away from them.
Jasmine and Uncle Jamil sighed in relief. However Jasmine shed tears, her voice she endured, her entire life she had never been treated harshly or seen, the rude actions of those around her.
But today, she was only one day as a wife. He got what he never got in his family.
Five years early Andrean often angry, and slammed whatever goods are around him. Because he heard the noise of the arts and at that time Uncle Jamil did not understand the state of his Young Master.
Until many times he got angry by Andrean little, and the art was repeatedly fired. Before he finally knew and understood that his Young Master liked the calm and quiet atmosphere.
Uncle Jamil walked as slow as he could, picked up a tissue and gave it to Jasmine. Jasmine grabbed the tissue, and asked for a pen and a book from Uncle.
"Uncle, I'm going home. I'm afraid Uncle".
Write Jasmine on the pocket book and give it to Uncle.
"Can't". Write Uncle.
"I have to Uncle, I want to go home". Jasmine shows a wooing face.
Uncle Jamil let out an unbearable sigh, finally he delivered Jasmine back to the Great Lord's house. Jasmine was of course pleased, and thanked him. He almost jumped up and screamed with excitement. Luckily Uncle Jamil reminded him.
"Young Master, please forgive me. I'm taking Miss Jasmine to the big master's house". But there was no truth inside, though Andrean was very clear about it.
"Go, you have disturbed my calm".
Uncle Jamil understood and finally without any more sound he stepped slowly leaving his Young Master. Along the way Jasmine looks cheerful again, she is happy to finally be able to go home after coming home from the house she calls the house of vampires.
"Huh, Uncle finally we talk freely without fear of anyone getting angry. Truly a vampire monster".
"Hehee, Young Master is actually good Miss. But because it's too long to hide and live alone so it becomes so".
"Uncle, how long has Uncle worked with him, Uncle is not offended to be treated like that?".
"It's been twenty years, miss".
"That long". Jasmine surprised.
"Yes Miss, from the ten-year-old Young Master".
"So he's now thirty-year-old Uncle?"
"really"
"Once Uncle, ten years I'm with him".
"Calm down Miss, even though it has been thirty years Young Master is very handsome. If only she could see his face, she would be fascinated".
"Certainly, does Uncle have his picture?".
"No, the young master is always in a dark place so it's hard to take a picture of him".
"Absolutely right, the vampire monster hehe".
"You're so funny Miss".
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Alhamdulillah Chapter 5
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