Painting Images With Light

The Part 33

It seemed that Dirga did not want to talk about the wound on his face, until Dirga seemed to try to avoid Bagio, who was blocking the entrance into the bathroom.

"Later, I'll tell you...." Dirga walked past Bagio, from a small gap left at the side of Bagio.

Although Bagio felt very curious, but he also did not want to force his will to Dirga.

Bagio even shifted a little, so that Dirga was not sandwiched between Bagio's body and the door frame.

Without lingering in front of the bathroom, Bagio immediately walked to his room to get ready, before Hana picked him up.

When Bagio finished getting dressed, and came out of his room, he again passed Dirga, who seemed to walk towards his room.

Dirga still did not want to say anything, and just continued to walk through Bagio.

Again, Bagio also did not hold back Dirga's steps, and Bagio continued to walk down the stairs.

***

"Gethem! ... Ehhem!"

Bagio immediately turned his head towards Hana, who let out a coughing sound from his mouth.

Hana looked at Bagio with the tip of her eyes, while smiling to herself.

It must be because of the new phone that Bagio is holding right now, which makes Hana pretend to cough, to ridicule Bagio.

"Nrt! ... Don't mock me ...!" said Bagio, shaking his head.

"Feelings, yesterday you did not ask for money to buy a mobile phone," said Hana, who looked at Bagio with the tip of her eye.

It seems obvious, that Hana still wants to ridicule Bagio.

"Yes ... This phone is a Citra ... Satisfied?" said Bagio, while half glaring at Hana.

"Haha!" Hana seemed to laugh.

"I was expecting it. Because Miss Citra yesterday asked, if you have a cell phone or not....

... She definitely won't be able to bear it, if she wants to contact you, then it has to be through me" Hana said.

Bagio did not respond to Hana's words anymore, and only fell silent, until they finally arrived at the first shooting location for the day.

"Let me hold your phone!" Hana extended a hand with her palm open, towards Bagio.

Bagio then handed his phone to Hana, before he got out of the car, and walked closer to the set.

Today, Bagio will be doing a different photo session than usual.

Set against the backdrop of an elite housing estate, Bagio takes photoshoots, on the front, on the inside, even on the back of a model house that is being promoted.

The two-story luxury house, with enough garden parts for flower plants, has a carport on the front, and household furniture that is complete and neatly arranged in the house.

Bagio was photographed, along with a female model, and a child model.

Bagio and the other two models, stylish as if they were a new family, who liked and enjoyed the house, as a comfortable place to live.

Bagio does not need to change a lot of clothes, only two pairs of clothes, but must move around the shooting place, so that every part of the house can be photographed.

During the lunch break, Bagio had a conversation with someone, who worked as part of the housing marketing.

According to the person, for one house in the place, the price starts from hundreds of millions, up to billions of rupiah.

And the background of the shooting of Bagio, is a house with a price of billions of rupiah, which can be paid in installments.

Bagio may be able to justify building a house that looks good, because it uses quality building materials.

But the size of the land, you see!

In every place where the houses stand, the size of the land is not up to one-third of the size of the land yard, which became the relic of the late grandfather Bagio.

Meanwhile, according to the person who talked with Bagio, the price of land that is still empty without any buildings on it, is also already fantastic value.

"Especially if the location of the land is in a strategic area, then the price of the land can reach more than forty million, per square meter."

So was the additional statement from the person, who looked relaxed while enjoying his lunch, while conversing with Bagio.

Both the price of land and houses in the city, it turns out to be that expensive.

Then the situation, certainly not surprising, if you see many residents in the city who live in slums.

There are even residents who live under bridges, riverbanks, and locations that are actually not feasible to live in, because it can endanger the lives of its residents.

Bagio was so reminded of his late parents, who were in the past when they were both still alive and living in the city.

Bagio recalled, when at one time, he went to visit his parents in the city with his grandfather.

The place where his parents lived, was a map of thin plywood, which seemed to collapse at any time.

But that place, which became a resting place for the two parents of Bagio.

A place more akin to a cow pen, and completely unfit to be called a dwelling house.

And with a very small size that can only be used to sleep, and where his parents put a suitcase where clothes, without being able to fill it with other items, so narrow.

At that time, because Bagio was still too small, Bagio did not understand why, until his parents wanted to live in such a place.

Now, only then did Bagio realize, if the late parents were, inevitably, until they chose to live in such a place, in order to save their daily living costs.

Deeply saddened, Bagio lamented the choice of his late parents, who wandered into the city, before having any certainty, as to what awaited them there.

Until finally, the two parents still have not managed to achieve their dreams, but death has already picked them up first.

If only time could be replayed, and at that time Bagio could express his opinion, then Bagio would definitely forbid his parents to go to the city, and just try in the village.

Which of course, if they survive in the village, even though they may not be rich people, but at least, there is a possibility for them, to be able to live their lives properly.

But now, everything has happened, and no one can change anything, even though they feel sorry to cry, and shed tears of blood.

Simply used as a lesson, and taken only wisdom, that everything must be carefully thought out, before making a decision.

***

Bagio did not expect at all, if the shooting session at that place turned out to take a very long time.

The shooting session, which only had a short break for lunch, then resumed until the sun had disappeared, and changed with the darkness of the night.

Either because the photographer is less reliable and less professional, or indeed the demands of the housing entrepreneur who has a standard that is too high.

From every part of the luxury house, shooting must be done repeatedly, as if the results of the picture obtained, are still not in accordance with expectations.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle at the shooting location, Bagio noticed the movements of the children's model, who collaborated to do a shooting session with him.

Bagio felt salute, for the boy still looked excited, and as if he did not feel tired, for their work which had been carried out since that morning.

Seeing such a small child who could still smile widely while working, made Bagio even more excited, and did not want to lose to him.