Painting Images With Light
The Part 46
The image seemed to be really busy with something on his laptop, until more than half an hour later had passed, but he still could not play with Bagio's fingers.
Don't be so bad to think!
That is, Citra accompanies Bagio who plays puzzles, and helps compose pieces of images that are already messy, because Bagio is confused to rearrange them.
Bagio is bored if he only sees photos of the models, which are in the albums, which are on the bookshelf owned by Citra.
On a whim, to reduce his sense of boredom, Bagio then tried to play a puzzle game, which turned out to solve it, is not as easy as the shadow of Bagio.
Until it feels a headache for Bagio, when he looks at the picture that seems to be even more random, when he tries to install it.
Every now and then, Bagio glanced at Citra, who was still staring at her laptop screen, until Citra's eyes seemed to blink infrequently.
If until Bagio can not tidy up the puzzle pieces, it may fall in his pride as an adult man.
How not?!
Just arranging puzzle pieces he can not, how will Bagio arrange his household with Citra?
Ehhem! ... Ehhem!
Hadeh! ... Faraway Bagio thought.
The debt has not been paid off, want to try to think about the cost of penghulu?
Where can Bagio get his money? Is Bagio going back to the salon where he waxed at that time? Then, ask back the plucked feathers there?
Bagio must be joking.
However, Citra seems to have the ability to telepathically, and can read the word 'bored', which is repeatedly written in the mind of Bagio.
Because of the image then suddenly said,
"You want to swim? You can ask my assistant for swimming pants. I'm sorry ... But I'm still busy, so I can't keep you company."
Swim in? You can too, tuh!
Instead of the hair of Bagio fell out, just because the game composes a picture, it would be more fun, if Bagio can refresh his head with water.
"Now! ... Its nothing. You just do your job first! I can go swimming by myself" said Bagio.
In a hurry, Bagio tidied up the dizzying game of his head, then put the thing back on the shelf.
"My assistant is usually in the tv room, if it's at this hour. Can you find it yourself?" citra.
"It can be" said Bagio lightly. "I'm out first, huh?!"
Bagio then walked slowly, leading out of the studio room, owned by Citra.
"Okay!" sahut Citra, who then looks back busy staring at the laptop screen, while typing something on the buttons.
"Eh! Gario!" The image called out to Bagio, before Bagio passed through the door.
"Yes ...?" said Bagio, while holding his steps, and looking towards Citra who was seen looking at him.
"If you want to eat or drink, you can also just ask them," Citra said.
"Now! ... It's easy!" bagio said, then continued to move his feet, until he passed the door, and left Citra there.
Citra's house, the size is still larger and spacious, when compared to the example house in elite housing, which became the location of the shooting of Bagio yesterday.
But the decor neatly arranged in the house, is not excessive.
Really only filled with objects that are appropriate and needed function only, and coupled with some ornaments of traditional objects that are uniquely shaped.
On the part of the walls, also mostly just plain look without any decoration.
Although only a photo of Citra or family photos, it is also not visible to Bagio there.
It is quite surprising for Bagio, because given the profession of Citra, it should probably be more photos that are displayed in his home.
But in fact, Bagio did not even find a single photo of Citra, or a photo of his parents on the wall, or anywhere the area that could be reached by eye sight of Bagio, on the first floor of the Citra house.
While continuing to walk, Bagio was busy looking to and fro, looking around for where the television room, which Citra had meant.
On the long sofa, two women were sitting there, staring at a television screen that was almost as big as a tancap screen, which was seen by Bagio in his village.
Bagio then greeted the two women, and said what he needed to them, according to Citra's direction.
One of Citra's domestic assistants, who appeared to be quite young, then stood up from her seat, and requested that Bagio wait for her near the pool.
Bagio then continued to walk to the pool, after saying goodbye to the woman's assistant Citra the other, who seems to have aged.
Meanwhile, Citra's young housekeeper, seen passing away, disappeared from Bagio's vision.
Not too long for Bagio to wait.
The woman, who may have gone to pick up the swimsuits that Bagio asked for, is then seen coming back to Bagio, who is standing near the pool.
While handing over a piece of swim trousers to Bagio, Citra's assistant, also showed Bagio where the dressing room was located, so that Bagio could change his clothes there.
After Bagio thanked him, Citra's assistant went back inside the house, and Bagio also went to change his clothes, wearing swimming pants.
Not wanting to linger, Bagio immediately jumped into the pool, and swam alone there.
"Berrr!" Refreshing!
Bagio had thought that the water in the pool would feel warm, because it was sunburned by the bright sun.
But not so the truth.
The pool water still felt cold, as if it contained water that had just come out of the spring.
Somehow long Bagio enjoy the fresh water in the pool, by swimming back and forth, from end to end of the pool.
At the moment, Bagio looks like a swimming athlete, who is getting ready for the Olympics.
Or is Bagio perhaps more like a duck, which washes away mud in search of food?
Uh! More or less like that, though!
Of course, Bagio was too busy swimming, so he did not realize again, the arrival of Citra near the pool.
When Bagio just floated on the water, then Bagio saw Citra who looked at him from the edge of the pool, while sitting on the bench that was there.
"Eh! ... Are you done?" tanya Bagio, half yelled to Citra.
Quickly, Bagio swam to the edge, and approached in the direction where Citra was sitting.
And Citra stood up, then came closer to Bagio by the pool, then she squatted there.
"Yes ... Just new. Sorry to keep you waiting" Citra said.
"It's okay, really!" sahut Bagio's. "You don't want to go swimming? The water's fresh."
"Pffhtt ...! You enjoyed it, huh?!" citra said, smiling widely, and holding back her laughter. "Now! ... Wait for me to change clothes for a minute!"
The image then stands up and goes from there.
And when Citra walked back to the pool, she was seen wearing only cloth-less swimsuits, like the women on the beach yesterday.
Even according to Bagio, the swimsuit Citra, as if the size is too small to be worn by Citra.
In fact, Bagio was not too surprised, when he saw the woman who only closed a little of the forbidden area, which is prone to crocodile fights.
But when Bagio saw Citra now...
Hm...!
Jakun Bagio moved up and down, as he swallowed his own saliva.
Can Bagio blame the hormone testosterone, which is excessive in his body?
Because of that malevolent hormone Bagio, now this almost makes him a wild and wild animal.
Roaarr!
Want it to taste, Bagio tore it apart with his teeth, a piece of textile that only covered the fruit of the heaven of the world, belongs to the Image.
