My Magnificent Doll's

Eps. 43 Relaxed Thoughts

Fiona put back the painting she saw in her place then came out of the gallery room and returned to where her master was.

“See...? All my paintings nothing can be exhibited in the exhibition painting later.” said Mark as soon as he saw Fiona return and move his lips as if to talk.

Fiona was silent for a moment, I did not know much about the world of painting.

“Is it possible because of the sadness of making his painting become what it feels like ?” he thought inwardly while sitting beside his master.

“Master maybe by making your mind happy it will make you again able to paint like before.” chirped Fiona after being silent for 10 minutes more.

“Oh, then what do you think can make me happy ?”

“I don't know, only the master himself knows.” Fiona herself was at a loss as to what would make her master happy. “What if out to somewhere to refresh the mind ?”

Mark shook his head, “I'm not in the mood for recreation or whatever that's his name out there.

“What if shopping ?” fiona asked mentioning the other options and the master shook his head again.

“Oh... what is it ?” The girl seemed to give up after mentioning many other options and her master remained uninterested in any of the ones she mentioned. “Music, yes music. Sir will definitely like it.”

Fiona immediately turned on the music player in the middle room. He played melow music precisely music to dance. He was sure that the music would make his mood improve because it often did to himself when he was sad and it worked.

The music begins to bounce and Fiona begins to dance in the spacious living room.

“Fiona you..” Mark got up from his chair and walked up to him. He is stunned at Fiona's flexible body movements. “You can ballet ?”

Fiona nodded while doing a beautiful dance move. She had indeed taken ballet courses from childhood until she was 16 years old, precisely forced tutoring by her parents to take ballet lessons despite her interest in the world of modeling.

“Master come here and join me.” Fiona reached out her hand to call Mark.

“But I can't ballet at all even dance I can't.”

“Come on sir, I'll teach you later.” his insistence makes Mark tempted to try it.

“Wooh..” Mark almost falls when on his tiptoe and moves and Fiona catches him.

“Not so sir. Here's how.” Fiona shows again how to then apologize to follow him while correcting his wrong pose.

Fiona also teaches other movements up to 30 minutes ahead and looks like Mark is starting to be interested in it.

“Fiona I think is enough practice. I can't make moves like you.” Mark gave up and felt tired. “What if you teach me to dance?”

Fiona stops her goose-like dancing and looks perfect for her master.

“Alright sir, we start the dance.” Fiona approaches her master and puts the man's hands on his waist and holds Mark's shoulders. “Follow my movement with tuan count.”

Fiona counts two beats moving to the right, two beats moving to the left and one tap twisting motion.

"I didn't expect it at all to dance so much that it relaxes me.” Mark followed Fiona's movements and looked at her intensely with a gentle gaze. She can even smell Fiona's shampoo as they spin around and smell Fiona's hair being blown away.

“Fiona..” either because of the melow song or because of other things made the man drift in a romantic atmosphere at that time. “Fiona you're so beautiful and I-I'm-”

“Master, has your mood improved ?” cutting Fiona quickly made her master not continue what he said earlier.

“Ah-ya, yes... of course my mood improved thanks to you.” Mark replied with a response and they ended the dance session that time.

“If so now try to paint master, I will accompany you.”

Fiona led her master into the study and began sweeping her brushes with an unruffled and chaotic heart again.

“Master, why haven't you painted yet?” fiona asked sitting beside her master who had been holding the brush for 30 minutes more but had not scratched it at all.

“I don't know maybe because I'm too happy and now my mind blank.”