
I'm Alana, I've been 20 years majoring in art. My college world is full of colors like a painting painted with lots of colored paint. My college life went well even though I ran out of ideas once and twice to show my latest work. But mother is not a big deal my two best friends and Raka helped me a lot to take me around town every time I started running out of ideas and even traveling outside the area to find new things that other artists have never described.
This year, I was given the precious opportunity to show my art in an art gallery. My work on display is coupled with the work of national and international artists. It felt like a dream to be able to display my work in an art gallery. Especially with my idol artists. This is the beginning of a dream from my dream.
In the exhibition I was given the opportunity to display two of my best works. I was displaying a painting of the sunset with a girl staring at him, well it was me. The second I displayed a closed door with both chains stretched over the entire door. A dark door that loses its key that is tightly closed without being able to be opened. It was like my heart, in the exhibition I was given tickets for 3 people. That person is of course Father and Mother. And the other one was actually about to give to Ale but he refused to say the exhibition would not be exciting so he refused. Dennis can't have any events on campus. That's why I gave it to Raka. It was my father's idea, but I didn't think it was a bad idea so I gave it to him. He looked at me happy to get that ticket.
That day, she came in a black suit she looked very charming. My father was the same while my mother wore a simple knee-length dress.
Their mom and dad were so proud of me they were smiling all over the show. They both look enthusiastic to see the other paintings. He walked with me, my father told me to accompany him. He had since been staring silently at the painting that had passed. Until he finally stopped at my painting a sun-drowning painting with the girl staring at him.
"This painting is your work, isn't it?" tanyanya enthusiastically
"Heem"
"What is the philosophy of this painting?"
"Waiting"
"Who is he waiting for?"
"Someone who is expected to return"
"This painting of the door is also your work?" I nodded
"Your work attracts Alana"
"Thank you"
At that time I did not realize I was saying clearly the contents of my heart that I had been quieting for so long. I also didn't realize when he understood the painting so well.
Since then my work began to be liked by many people, I often participate in exhibitions displaying my latest work. Little by little my name began to be known to people, but it became a burden for me. A lot of people are waiting for my work, I almost always run out of ideas to become the next work material. At that moment he understood with understanding as if he was always taking me around the city. Staring at the other colors of the city that has not highlighted many people.
However, as time went on I finally began to feel comfortable for him not just a friend looking for inspiration but more than that. He often took the road even though he just stared at the street crowd or just eating street food. But that's a memorable thing for me. She looks different and may look like she is elegant but she is not ashamed to walk down the slum even though. He is a person with a high social personality. He's a loving person, probably because he's a pediatrician so that's definitely his habit.
He rarely asked me anything personally, but he knew everything as time went on. He's a good observer.
"May I ask?"
"Please Alana, you can ask whenever you want without needing my permission"
"Why don't you ever ask me anything personal?"
"I don't want to force you to answer"
"But how do you know my favorite and the others?"
"I'm watching you"
"How can you be sure your money is right if you don't ask directly"
"I'm just sure you're an easy person to guess, after all. Did you forget I was a doctor?"
"What does my question have to do with the doctor's profession?"
"The relationship is because the doctor must understand psychology even though it is only basic"
"Ah right too, but this isn't fair to you"
"What's not fair?"
"I always ask a lot of personal things but you don't ask anything isn't it unfair"
"I'm happy to answer your question, it's fair to me"
"really? Is it okay that I ask often?"
"Of course, Alana"
If only I knew how Raka was content, I wish I could at least keep her heart from getting hurt because of me. That's why I kept asking so that at least Raka felt a little bit that I didn't completely ignore her presence, in fact Raka's presence was very meaningful but I was too embarrassed to admit how valuable Raka was.