Restore Your Smile

My dear sister

Mid-semester exams are over. The routine of studying on campus returned as usual. The tasks have begun to be sown lecturers to their beloved students.

No exception to what James was. When his last lecture today was over, which was around 17:00, he immediately returned to the dormitory to start repaying his duties.

At 19:00 he rested and went out of the dorm for dinner. At 20:00 he returned to his room to continue his unfinished work.

As soon as James focused on his tasks, he did not realize that time had passed quickly. Until he heard a new greeting made him realize, as late as night had arrived.

"Hi .." said Dion, who had just returned home from his night's side job, who was back after the exam.

"Hi .." replied James without taking his eyes off the sheet of paper before him.

"Magain task, bro ?" ask Dion.

"Yes. From afternoon. So many tasks. Fortunately, it was a long time ago" replied James.

"The water! Spirit, bro ! Cave bath yeah .." said Dion as he walked away.

Dion returned to the room at the same time as James finished his task. James was ready to jump into his bed, when Dion suddenly asked him, "Will sleep, bro ?"

"hey are. Really cape cave from earlier ngerjain task. The body of the pegel cave," James replied as he stretched his muscles.

"What's wrong, bro ?" ask James again. He was curious, because Dion did not usually ask something like this.

"The lights aren't obeyed first, can they? The cave still wants to do something" replied Dion.

"It's okay ! Relax wae .." James replied casually, then laid himself to bed.

Apparently the blood of James's keposan has begun to piqued. Instead of sleeping as planned, his eyes followed Dion's movements.

Dion is seen picking up what appears to be a piggy bank, sitting on his bed, and starting to unload it. Money sheets with various fractions seemed to fall. Then Dion began to focus on tidying up the sheets and arranging them according to their respective fragments.

James knew he shouldn't interfere too much in people's affairs. But maybe the kepo virus from his mother started to cause symptoms in him. (Mama Ratna be like: You brat! How's the vitamin-goat mom ?! ).

Because the desire for kepeloan is no longer unstoppable, finally came out also a curse from the mouth of James, "Sabungan lo have a lot too huh, bro ! It's not in vain you've been working rode all this time."

Hearing that, without taking his eyes off the bill, Dion smiled and replied, "Yes .... Thankfully .... Gua hope to reach the target before the semester break."

"What's your vacation target, bro ?"

This time, Dion stopped his activity and replied while facing James, "Target cave, every semester break, saving enough cave to buy a round-trip ticket to the cave's hometown. The cave wants to see my brother, James. He must have felt lonely because suddenly the cave lived alone in that house."

"on your own? Is there anyone in your house who can get him?"

"Yes there is .... But bokap is working. Nyokap uda died at birthin cave sister. There's, uh, ART at home that we consider like foster mothers .... But still, because we are only 2 brothers, the cave sister is the most tacky the same cave, " explained Dion in length.

"What age is your sister?"

"This year he's 13."

"How many brothers, James?" Dion asked back.

"We are also 2 brothers. Brother cave different 3 years same cave."

"Enak dong lo, so the youngest child. Pantesan elo somewhat manjuaahh begichuu, " said Dion with a mouth dimonyongin.

"Cumbrul lo !! Just so you say !!" james grabbed Dion with a pillow. The one being cheered even laughed out loud.

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Without feeling it has almost even a semester in progress. The Semester Final Examination (UAS) is about to begin. The students seemed busy studying extra to prepare for the exam. There are those who participate in group studies, some are diligent to the library, each trying in his own way.

It's been three days in Dion's room and James's new arrival. A canvas measuring 60 cm x 80 cm appears to stand upright with its easel. (Noted: easel is a canvas buffer board, usually made of wood). The canvas was placed next to Dion's bed and covered in black cloth.

Of course James was curious about the painting behind the cloth. He had never seen Dion's work, let alone that he knew that Dion was the recipient of a scholarship on his campus. Surely Dion is categorized as a talented young man in his field. But he wasn't presumptuous enough to open it himself without permission from the Master of Painting.

Apparently the curiosity of James is known by the Almighty. He gave James the chance this afternoon.

Today the last lecture is over at 13:00. After lunch, James returned to the dorm. When he opened the door of the room, he saw a sight that astonished him. AN ADIPRATAMA DION WAS ALREADY IN THEIR ROOM IN BROAD DAYLIGHT!!

"Woiii James !! How come you're just hanging out at the door? Don't you come in?" scold Dion from behind the canvas.

"Tumben's clock's coming back, bro ?" james asked still not separated from his astonishment.

"Yes, because this is .." replied Dion while pointing at the painting.

"The cave must create a free painting as an end-of-semester task. If you still follow the usual cave schedule, you will not run in time. Kangir if the cave gets kicked out of campus," continued Dion laughing.

James approached Dion and saw the painting from behind his back. The painting has only been partially colored, but the picture is clearly visible. A painting of a girl smiling sweetly at the white rabbit she was hugging. The child was sitting among the flowers. The painting was painted in great detail, making the painting seem alive.

"Is there an original model or imagination?" ask James.

"Switch both," answered Dion short.

"meaning?"

"The original model was the cave sister. But the poses and the background are based only on the imagination of the cave doang," explained Dion.

Dion again swung the brush and incised the colors on his painting. It seems that he devoted all his concentration to his work.

James just stood still while continuing to pay attention to the figure of Dion and the painting that was slowly being refined. James is not a lover of painting. But for this painting, he could not stop staring at her in awe.

Dion really loved his sister. Anyone who sees this painting can surely feel how much the Painter loves the person he paints, James said in his heart.

What a beautiful painting. A beautiful sister too. If you had a younger sister like this, which older brother wouldn't love you.

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