Painting Images With Light

Part 6's

Apparently, the sweet potato prepared by Bagio, no less delicious, when compared to the fries as big as a little finger that Bagio had bought in the city.

The two guests who incidentally are city people, eat the dish until it is not left alone, so that Bagio did not have time to taste it.

I don't know ... Whether it was delicious, or the two people were just starving, because now it should be time for dinner.

"But! Around here, is there a waterfall? Or maybe, a river that's wide enough and rocky?" asked Karenina, who raised both eyebrows, and looked at Bagio.

"There was. To the west of the village. Near the foot of the hill," answered Bagio. "There is a waterfall, then a river that flows under it, there are many rocks times large."

Karenina looked to nod her head. "OKay! That'll probably be a good place."

"Didn't you want to be a real model?" ask Yanto suddenly.

"Gee!" Bagio didn't know what to say.

So model? A bagio? Hm ... What possible?

Besides Karenina, who can be interested in making Bagio a model?

Maybe just luck, until Karenina chose Bagio as the object of her photo.

Because of the people who work in the fields, until all the residents in the village, there is nothing that can rival the steady body shape of Bagio.

Ehhem! ... Ehhem!

Yes it is ...! If it wasn't for the shape of Bagio's body, then maybe Karenina would have glanced at him.

Plus, what about the results of being a model? Is it enough to pay the debt?

Nevermind ...! Confident, but don't overdo it.

If the dream is too high, then fall, not just pain. It could be, lifting his chin even, Bagio will not be able to.

"Where's the barbershop around here, bang?" ask Yanto again.

"Ooh ... It! Over there!" Bagio pointed in one direction with his hand. "Why? Want a haircut?"

"Yes" Yanto replied, scratching his head. "I want to cut it a little."

"Do you want me to deliver?" bargain Bagio. "It's a little bit down the alley."

"Can, bang!" Yanto. "We're leaving now?"

Bagio then stood up from his seat.

"I brought this inside first, huh?!" Bagio pointed at the plates and glasses that were still lying on the table.

"OKay! Thank you, bang. Sorry to bother," said Yanto who also stood up, and helped tidy up the table on the porch of the Bagio.

Until Bagio came out again from inside his house, after carrying dirty eating utensils, Karenina seemed still busy staring at the screen of her phone, and typing something there.

While Yanto, it looks as if he can't wait to go to the barbershop.

"Nine! You're not coming?" Yanto's question, made Karenina seem jolted.

"Eh! ... Where to?" karen asked confused. I don't know how long Karenina hasn't been aware of what's going on in that Bagio patio

"Bckck! ... If you've chatted, you must have forgotten the world." Yanto shook his head. "I want a haircut. Bang Bagio who delivered."

"Ooh ...! Okay! I'm coming!" Karenina is then seen standing up from her seat, and getting ready to walk away from Bagio's house, together with Bagio and Yanto.

"I'm sorry, bang. I don't want to ignore my brother....

... I was asking my colleague if he could advise on the theme of our photo shoot later" Karenina said slowly.

"No problem, deck. No need to think about it" said Bagio.

It's just that, because the place is in a small alley, it is not visible from the main road of the countryside.

Just walk with approximately ten minutes, Bagio, Karenina and Yanto, have arrived there.

"Night, paklek!" sapa Bagio, when the man who looked to be over 50 years old, was seen standing at the door, welcoming the arrival of the three of them.

"Night!" The old man replied to Bagio's greeting, with a thick accent from his native area. "Want a haircut?"

"Yes, paklek." Bagio pointed at Yanto, who was ready to have his hair trimmed.

"Tojuk (sitting)!"

The aged barber, then invited Bagio, Karenina, and Yanto, to enter and sit in a multi-functional house to become a barbershop.

Bagio and Karenina sat next to each other on a long bench, while Yanto immediately sat on a chair facing the front of a large mirror.

Bagio looked at Yanto, who seemed to be discussing how the haircut model Yanto wanted to the old man, while Yanto was prepared to trim his hair.

When Bagio turned his head to his side, Karenina was again seen drowning in her own busyness, with a cell phone in her hand.

A good phone like Karenina's, must be expensive.

Coupled with two thumbs that are pliable with a pure white skin color, which dances on the screen, making the phone so much more unbought by Bagio.

It is better for Bagio to look back at Yanto who is being trimmed his hair, by the hands of an old man who looks trembling, while holding an electric-powered hair shaver.

All Bagio on guard, in case the hand of the barber slipped, and cut off Yanto's ear. Instead of just staring at the fingers of Karenina's hand, the old one will only make the heart of Bagio slip.

Er, wrong!

The truth is the words of Kartono, if the students who come to their village are beautiful. Like Karenina.

The facial lines are modeled like Karenina, it will not be found easily, in the village around the residence of Bagio.

Hm ... After sitting next to Karenina as she is now, Bagio realized something.

Whether what perfume the woman was wearing, until fragrant can make it feel like Bagio is in a flower garden.

Its soft wit, able to make Bagio hallucinate something that.... Uh!

Bagio jerks.

If Bagio can now smell the scent of Karenina clearly, it means the opposite. Karenina can also smell the smell of Bagio.

Slowly but surely, Bagio had to make sure that there was no scented onion coming out from under his arm, which could interfere with Karenina's smell.

Pretending to wipe his face with the sleeves of his shirt, Bagio sniffed the fold connecting his upper arm and shoulder, which was overgrown with dense, moderately long hair.

Axilla left, right axilla, inspected the nose of the Bagio one by one, by inhaling the aroma deeply.

Haaa ...! Safe ...!

There was nothing there, other than the fragrant refreshing beauty of the blue GIV bar soap, which was used by Bagio when he took a shower earlier.

"Bang!" The voice of Yanto who suddenly called out to Bagio, while looking at Bagio from the reflection of the mirror in front of him, could make the face of Bagio suddenly feel hot.

Did Yanto know what Bagio was doing just now?

If it was true that Yanto realized that Bagio was smelling a scent on his armpit, then it would be quite an embarrassing moment.

"Eh! ... I—iya," replied Bagio doubtfully.

"Want a shave, get your hair done a little?" tanya Yanto. "I buy it, bang!"