Painting Images With Light

Painting Images With Light
The Part 65



Until all the work was done in that day, and Bagio returned to Dorm with delivered by Hana, Bagio was still thinking, about what he would do, so that his weight would not increase again.


Eat and spit, or don't eat?


Equally difficult to do, to be done by Bagio.


After Bagio entered the room, Sucitra was seen already there, and was sitting near an open window, enjoying his cigarette smoke.


Apparently, Sucitra is now talking to someone on his phone, because his phone looks attached to Sucitra, in his ear.


Sucitra who saw the arrival of Bagio, then moved his mouth, as if he was saying 'wait a minute' to Bagio, without making his voice.


Bagio nodded his head, then lay carelessly on his bed, looking at the ceiling of the room, while waiting for Sucitra, until the woman finished talking on her phone.


Not long after, Sucitra then stood nearby and slightly bowed to look at Bagio.


"How was your day this time?" ask Sucitra.


"As usual ... Nothing special" replied Bagio.


Sucitra extended his hand towards Bagio, then said,


"Let's stand! Come with me!"


Bagio welcomed Sucitra's hand, as if making it a handle to rise from his bed, and Sucitra's hand, felt as if it was interesting Bagio there.


After Bagio stood up, again Sucitra said,


"Change your clothes! ... Wear more comfortable clothes! Do you have training pants?"


"Nothing," replied Bagio.


"Then wait a minute! I think I have jogger pants," said Sucitra, then seen checking the arrangement of clothes in his closet.


"Here we go!" said Sucitra, while still standing facing his closet, then took one of the items from inside there.


"Wear this with a T-shirt!" Sucitra thrust a trouser made of T-shirts, which felt quite elastic, to Bagio.


While Bagio was changing clothes, Sucitra was seen taking other items from his closet, and putting them in a small bag.


"Have you?" sucitra asked, and Bagio answered her question by nodding his head.


"OKay! Let's go!" While carrying a small bag sling on his shoulder to his back, Sucitra walked out of the room, and Bagio caught up with him.


"Where are we going?" ask Bagio, curious.


"Sports!" answer Sucitra.


"In the gym?" ask Bagio, again.


"Outside!" sahut Sucitra's.


While still walking side by side, Bagio saw the appearance of Sucitra.


Sucitra is seen wearing a T-shirt, which is lined with a jacket, and paired with shorts, which are very short in size, to show more than half of his thighs.


Sports outside Dorm, while wearing such clothes, while now it was night, would Sucitra's feet not be cold?


Then, both Bagio and Sucitra, now only wear flip-flops.


What kind of sport will they do?


In front of the Dorm gate, there are two motorbike motorcycle ojek online, which seems to be waiting for Bagio and Sucitra there.


"It's not far from here. So we just use ojek," said Sucitra.


Sucitra then gave a sign with his hand, as if he was telling Bagio, to ride on one of the ojek that was there.


Without much to ask, Bagio then joined the piggy bank on one of the motorcycles, after Sucitra told him to.


In accordance with the word Sucitra, the place that became the destination of the woman, is not far from Dorm.


Maybe only about ten minutes hitchhiking on the motorcycle taxi, Sucitra had stopped their journey.


The place visited by Sucitra and Bagio, just like an ordinary house, so that Bagio even confused about what their purpose was to that place.


Sucitra then looked at the screen of his phone, for a moment, then saved his phone back, saying, saying,


"Still have to wait a minute."


Instead of going straight into the place, Sucitra instead lit a cigarette, while sitting on the front porch of the house.


"Yoga ... Sports that are suitable for you," Sucitra chirped, as if he could read the mind of Bagio who had been confused.


"Yoga?" tanya Bagio, who did not know what kind of sport it was.


"Yes! Yoga! ... Besides being able to help you lose weight, this exercise can also help reduce clutter in your brain" said Sucitra.


"But I haven't been able to exercise heavily yet" said Bagio, hesitating.


Again, Sucitra looked at the screen of his phone, then threw his cigarette butts into the street.


"Let's go in!" Sucitra who had stood up, then invited Bagio to come with him.


Inside the place, not a tool that can be seen, for the exercise that Sucitra said it was called Yoga.


What was seen in the room, there were only small-sized carpets, arranged in distance from one another.


Someone then approached Bagio and Sucitra, then reached out his right hand, to shake hands alternately with Sucitra and Bagio, saying, saying,


"Hello! ... I am his yoga teacher. My name is Ganika."


"Suitra."


"Baggio."


Shaking hands with the woman named Ganika, Sucitra and Bagio took turns mentioning their names.


"Sorry ... But you guys still have to wait a minute. The others are still not coming" said Ganika.


"Yes, it's okay. We came too soon" said Sucitra.


"You can change your clothes over there!" Ganika pointed towards a closed door, not far from the empty space.


"Yes ... Thank you," said Sucitra, then went in the direction designated by Ganika earlier.


For those left there, then invited by Ganika, to sit on the carpet, while waiting for the arrival of others.


After Bagio sat on the floor, Bagio stole a glance to pay attention to Ganika, the yoga teacher, who now seemed to be tidying up something in the corner of the room.


According to Bagio, Ganika does not seem to be a local, although when the woman spoke earlier, she sounded very fluent in Indonesian.


Ganika, who had long hair down to the waist, and neatly braided, both her face and makeup, looked very different compared to the locals.


When Sucitra returned from the dressing room, Sucitra was seen wearing tight, sticky pants on the skin, with a length of sebetis, and paired with a tanktop that was also tight fitting body.


The appearance of Sucitra now, so similar to Ganika.


Not long ago, there were several people who entered the room, both men and women.


After Ganika finished lighting some candles, the yoga teacher directed her to take different sides in the room.


So that men and women who will participate in the practice of yoga, seem separated rows, even though they are all still in the same room.


Started the practice of yoga in that place, by imitating the movements and following the instructions of Ganika.


Who would have thought, if the sport that does not move much, it is quite difficult to do every movement.


For the first time for Bagio, his body is stiff, it is difficult to imitate the style of yoga practiced by Ganika.


Until many times Ganika approached Bagio, and helped so that Bagio could pose, in accordance with what was taught by Ganika.


But for the whole thing, Bagio must admit, that the practice of Yoga is fun.


Kinds of thoughts that make him anxious, whether where it went, because he was too busy thinking, how to imitate the movements made by Ganika.


Not only that, yoga exercises that also focus on breathing exercises, seem to help Bagio, in order to feel calmer.


Because Bagio who enjoyed the yoga practice, to the extent that, Bagio did not realize anymore, if the time he spent there, it was quite long, from the beginning until the training session ended.


***


Bagio and Sucitra, returning to Dorm using the same transportation, as when they left earlier, the online ojek.


And upon their arrival at Dorm, Sucitra immediately invited Bagio to take a bath, so that Bagio still had no time to ask the woman, about what happened last night.


After they finished bathing, and returned to the room, then Bagio had the opportunity to talk with Sucitra, before they went to bed.


"Why did you sleep in my bed last night?" ask Bagio.


"You had a bad dream, while delirious. I didn't want to wake you up, but I fell asleep there" replied Sucitra.


"Sorry! ... I was really tired last night. That's why I don't remember anymore, to move to my bed," continued Sucitra.


"Eh! ... Its nothing. I'm just asking, because I don't remember dreaming" said Bagio, in a hurry.


"Don't you usually remember?" Sucitra frowned, looking at Bagio, as if she felt astonished by the statement of Bagio just now.


"I think last night I forgot to tell you, that lately, I've been able to remember every single event in my dreams. But this morning, I don't remember it at all" said Bagio.


Sucitra then looks to nod his head. "Couldn't you? Is it because I slept with you?"


"I don't know," replied Bagio.


"Hm ... Want me to go back tonight? Let you know, if that's the reason" said Sucitra.