
"Our club activities are quite up here" said Mas Ardi, the club's chairman, who painted a few applause.
Some of the club members tidied up his painting equipment. Maisa is still carving the brush onto the canvas carefully. The color of the swept brown coloring the brick wall.
"Sa, want to go overtime again?" Mas Ardi approached. Bowing beside him, he noticed a painting of an old medieval town center packed with passing pedestrians. Several horse carriages were passing by. The painting was almost ninety percent complete.
"A little while, Mom. Just go ahead. I'll drop the key to Maya's mother.
"OKAY. Don't stay here long. Horror." Mas Ardi chuckled softly moving his finger, trying to scare the girl.
Maisa laughed widely. His hands were still busy polishing the colors on the painting.
"Yes! Aye! This is how many times, I always say horror."
"Basic maniac painting."
Mas Ardi cleaned up his painting equipment and some tools left behind. He shook his head, seeing Maisa focus on the painting before him.
"Ah.... Do not wear it for dating either. Find somewhere else."
Mas Ardi laughed mockingly. He ran away before the girl hit him with a palette. Maisa grunts annoyed.
"Who wants to date here."
He put a brush on the palette. His head flew with yesterday's incident. Ken blatantly gave clarification in front of the media. His heart was pounding, crazing.
Behind Ken, there were flowers falling. A smile expands from his face. His lips whispered sweet words. I l-o-v-e y-o. The girl opened her eyes. His brain is broken, starting to fantasize the no-no.
Kio looked behind him. His eyes glared at the television screen in front of him. I can't stop thinking about his best friend. The man was already in his right mind when dealing with this brat before him.
"Meminding I imagined Ken to be my sister-in-law," he murmured softly.
Maisa watched his behavior. His cheeks were flushed with a faint smile on his face. Kio approved it.
"Hey! It's not what you think it is."
The sound of the door shifting bederit with the floor disperse the seagrass. Mia slid into the room. A smile spread across his face.
“What's up, anyways? It seems like your mood is good today," Maisa said as she tidied up her painting equipment.
The painting in front of him was done. He took a picture and put it on Instagram. Mia hit his arm. Maisa is in pain.
“Not today should you be happy.”
“Kok me?”
“Yesterday Ken said straight away that he loved you. I really love her."
Mia tightened her voice, following Ken's voice and facial expression. Maisa laughed hearing that. That girl looks funny. Once again Mia hit his arm.
"Romantic! Sweet!"
Maisa swantha hit her arm. "Your mind is romantic. Is there nothing else.”
“There! Yuk!”
Without waiting for Maisa's answer, Mia immediately took him away to the basketball court. Ken and the other players are playing basketball.
Mia nudged Maisa's shoulder while winking at Ken. Maisa just nodded. Ken wiped the sweat that was pouring out with his shirt. Showing her biceps muscles that are wet with sweat seems sexy
Maisa glared at the amazing sight before her. Unknowingly he gulped. His hands were itching to fumble his stomach.
Realize yourself, Sa. How are you getting so perverted now.
Plaque! He slapped both of his cheeks, removing dirty thoughts from his head. Mia beside him was shocked. He shook his head in wonder.
“Friends let's get excited!" Shouted Mia to the players in the middle of the field. They give a thumbs up.
Ken smiled at her looking so bright. The world as it decays, the colors fade showing a figure of her increasingly clear under the bright sunlight.
Maisa waved her hand at the man. Showing a big smile. Mia's pangs pulled him back to the real world. Maisa scratched her non-itchy hair. His attitude turned awkward.
"What are you again?" Mia looked at him in astonishment. His gaze probed.
Maisa replied with a stuttering tone, "I just saw the muscles, uh I mean their game."
“Hah?" Mia raised her eyebrows.
Maisa laughed awkwardly, circulating her gaze towards the middle of the basketball court. Watching them play. There is a bit of yearning in the basketball world. Since coming to Jakarta, he did not enter any sports club. Concentrate on college and don't want his father to be disappointed. But it's all for nothing. He will return to his old life in London.
Ken received a back pass from Kio. He jumped into the basketball hoop and put the ball in. Points add up for the cube. Ken ran to the edge of the field to where the girl was. Grabbing her lover's waist, lifting her up high.
Maisa widened her eyes, yet to recover from her shock. Both of his hands hugged Ken's neck. The man twisted his body while lifting Maisa's body. The girl laughed. All eyes were on the two of them. There was no time for him to be embarrassed. Ah.. never mind. Maisa just resigned.
Ken lowered his sling. Kissing the girl's lips was as quick as lightning. He ran to the middle of the field. His teammate elbowed him, whistling seductively. He just laughed casually.
The situation is inversely proportional to Maisa. His face was red as a ripe tomato. He covered his face with both hands. It could go crazy. Plus Mia followed him.
"Cie... Who started going public. It's been a blatant kiss, yeah."
"Argh... I'm frustrated to know. Looks like my brain has a problem," replied Maisa. His hands ruffled his short hair.
A basketball came towards him. He quickly caught the ball. Ken and the others noticed. His hand dribbled the ball. His feet put up the horses, he threw the ball straight towards Kio who was at the very end of the field. Kio managed to catch a long pass from Maisa. The ball's spin makes his hand slightly numb. Maisa's gone, leaving that place. Before he messed up their training.
"Well, that seems to be true Jain said. Your boyfriend is good at basketball" Erik said, approaching Ken.
Kio snorted in annoyance. The tone is ketus, “You're not chasing him?"
“No. Wh why? I'll meet you later at your house.”
"Huh? Goddamnit! Your eyes seem to have been broken." Kio grumbled, dribbling the ball in his hand.
"Eat's fast courting our basketball manager, there. He's in love with you, huh. Before people take it, for example Erik." Ken chuckled softly in reply to Kio's words. His finger pointed towards Mia who was busy noting something in her little book.
Erik who downed a drink beside the field spouted the water back. His eyes glared at Ken. True Kio said, his eyes were already broken.
Maisa running in no direction. Cooled head. He stopped on the roof of the building, holding his knee. Breathing gasps. Some dry fur dripped on the floor.
Something's wrong with him. Previously he was not as crazy as imagining a no-no. He dropped to the floor, leaning his shoulders against the wall. Looks like he'll be avoiding Ken for the next few days. Before the madness returns to its original state.
Maisa doesn't know why she can't take her eyes off Ken. The man looked different in his eyes. It was hard to resist the charm of that man. Before, he didn't feel like that.
Hix.... I'm totally crazy.