The World of Magic the Writer.

17. A Painting.

***the Royal Kingdom of Land***

They were both in a hall that Angel knew. The hall where yesterday's ritual was performed. Angel simply looked around him, the hall had been cleared in one day.

The hall is spacious enough if used to accommodate hundreds of people. The hall that yesterday looked gripping, now turned into a hall that looked clean, luxurious and majestic.

"This is the author's painting." Point Alexander towards a photo of a painting of a woman that Angel very familiar.

Angel saw the painting again. The same woman he met when he first came to this world. The same woman when showing him the location of the magical Pen that he had to use to unseal the emperor.

Angel looked at the painting even closer. He wanted to see the details of the scratch. When he first saw the painting, Angel did not look very carefully at it plus the atmosphere at that time was so dim. Didn't make Angel see the painting well.

Angel began to look carefully at the details of the scratch. Quite good and expert in their field. He as a comic maker is not necessarily able to make paintings that look real like the results of a photo camera lens. It was as if alive and lifeless with the glare of his eyes that were so lively when he looked at her.

"A painting so vivid and lifelike. What a very good work. Even the details of the brush are not visible at all. It's like a camera lens. It's amazing." He was amazed at the painting.

Alexander was silent in his place and could clearly hear all of Angel's words. Alexander, who did not understand about a painting, just remained silent and listened to what Angel's current judgment was.

However, there is something that interferes with the vision of his eyes in the light of the eyes of his painting. Angel is getting closer to that part. He wanted to see what was going on there.

Once he could clearly see the shadowy light in the eyes of the painting. Angel was surprised not to play until his steps back and closed his gaping mouth in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Alexander asked knowing Angel was currently very surprised.

Alexander looked towards Angel's surprised face. His eyes even glazed over.

"What's wrong?" Alexander asked curiously, what exactly did Angel see?

"His eyes.the eyes of the painting…!" Said Angel stammering.

"What's wrong with the painting's eyes?"

"Hhhhh…!!!" Angel even staggered back in shock.

If only Alexander would not have caught Angel's body. The girl must have fallen backwards. The three men who were watching them were also curious, what exactly did Angel see there? So it looks so surprised like that.

"What's wrong? What's really in there?" Alexander asked could no longer bear his curiosity.

"I'm not sure. Maybe I saw it wrong. Try those of you who see it and look deeper. Inside the eyes of the painting was a shadow of a person." Clearly Angel stammered.

"What do you mean?" Alexander did not understand.

Angel knew he was hard to explain.

"Let's look me in the eye carefully.…!" Her speech.

Alexander did what Angel said.

"Look into my eyes, can you see a shadow or reflection of someone in my eyes?" He said as they continued to look at each other.

"Yes I saw it. I saw the reflection of myself looking at you." Reply Alexander what he saw was clear.

"Yes. Like that, there was the reflection of someone pictured inside the eyes of the painting. It was as if there was someone else in front of him, as the woman was painted. The woman looked as if she was looking at someone who was in front of her at that moment. And what she saw was someone painting her. Look and see, did I see it wrong?" Explain Angel's explanation. That explanation is the simplest.

"Well, I'll try to see it." Reply Alexander immediately approached the painting.

Angel stood behind him with the restlessness of her heart. He does not believe what he sees. Whether the shadow is real or just a hallucination.

"Felix, Leonardo, Marquez you guys get here fast." Call Alexander to the three men who are there to come closer.

"Let's look carefully at the reflection in the eyes of this woman's painting." His orders while pointing towards the two eyes of the painting of the woman.

Alexander took two steps back so that the three men he summoned could be closer to the painting he was referring to. As soon as they finished looking at it, they got something to mean, the three of them looked towards Alexander.

While Angel looked uneasily at the four men who were in front of him.

"What do you see?" Alexander asked for confidence and a clear answer.

Before the three replied, they looked towards Angel who was standing behind Alexander. Angel really looks nervous.

When the eyes of Angel met the eyes of the three men. Angel's body was getting stiff and he was sure what he saw was right.

"There's a reflection of Miss Angel sitting there painting, your majesty." Felix represents all three. Alexander was silent, because that was also what he saw.

The four men there looked at each other for a moment, before looking towards Angel who was behind them.

Angel knew they were also shocked just like her current self. But it's real they see. Who exactly was the girl who was painting inside the reflection of that woman's eyes? Why so similar to him? That was Angel's question in his heart.

"You see the same thing as I see, don't you?" Ask Angel. The four men before him nodded their heads.

"Hhhhh…!!!" Angel's body shook again because her heart was uncomfortable with this. Angel squeezed his chest tight, until he fell into a daze and prostrated himself on the floor of the hall.

"Angel…!!" Call Alexander surprised to see Angel's condition that looks not good.

"What's wrong with you?" Tanya was worried that Alexander was looking at Angel's current condition.

Angel thought quickly. Then something happened that further stuck his heart.

"Can you put the painting down, and please see what's behind the painting. Exactly the top right corner behind the painting." Said Angel trying to resist his uncomfortable feelings about the things he suspected.

"Do…!" Alexander gave the order.

Leonardo and Marquez immediately did what Angel wanted. The two of them took down the large painting and flipped it over to the back.

"Try to bring it here…!" Pinta Angel's. Not that he wanted to carelessly give orders, but his limp feet were not easy to move.

Both brought the painting close. Angel is looking for something she suspects. Just below the upper right corner wooden frame there is a writing-shaped scratch.

"Luna Perker…!" Read Angel with her blocked voice.

Now the tears that he had been holding back from earlier fell on his cheek. Shaking her head Angel covered her sobbing mouth with her own tears.

The four men who were there were confused, they did not understand what was wrong with Angel. Even though they heard clearly what Angel said. They also looked at the writing, but could not read what it was. It was not a writing from their world, but a writing foreign to them.

"Luna Parker…! Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi?" Ucapnya di sela-sela tangisannya.

Angel knows the name very well. Just like his writing and his name sign in every work he makes in his world.

"What's wrong?" Alexander asked worriedly.

Angel looked at Alexander seriously.

"Is the woman in this painting really the Author?" Angel asked to be sure.

"Yes. That's what our ancestors said. So that this painting can not be moved elsewhere. Must remain on the wall of the room as determined by the Author himself." Obviously Alexander what is true becomes a message from his ancestors.

"Aaaahhhh. Oh my God what really happened?" Angel made everything even more clueless.

"Do you believe that the woman in the painting is the Author?" Angel asked back to them.

"Yes. I believe, because that's what our ancestors said." Reply Alexander firmly.

"No. No. You're wrong." Reply Angel while shaking her head.

"How could it not?" Ask Alexander. Angel was silent and thought for a moment.

'What really happened. Have I ever come to this world through space and time like now? What events have happened again? This is all beyond my senses. Oh my God, is the reflection of the painter woman who is similar to me the old me. All this is really confusing…!'

'Wait a sec. If I repeat all the events that came before. There must be a mastermind behind all this, a mastermind who knew all this was going to happen. But what's the purpose?'

'Will I not be able to return and will die in this world like that painter woman? Will I have the same fate as him? What exactly was my purpose in coming to this world again?'

'Wait.Dragon White.The dragon told me that I was the Author. Does he know something I want to know right now? I should ask him?'

That was the thought of Angel in his heart, so as not to listen to the words of Alexander who had called him with worry.

"Angel..Angel…!" Call Alexander while shaking Angel's body until he regains consciousness from his daydream.

"Your Majesty..How do you use the magic pen or Penline magic power?" Ask Angel. He wanted to try that power.

Alexander looked at it for a moment. There's seriousness in Angel's eyes.

"I'm scratching something you want. A story, a story or a picture. After that, concentrate the thoughts and desires in your heart for what you create or create will become a reality. That's how it is."

Angel understood Alexander's explanation.

"good. Can I ask for help from you?"

"Of course, say it."

"Can I borrow this hall for a moment?" He asked with a pleading face.

"Of course, please."

Angel again set his breath so that his heart can calm down again. He removed the golden dragon bracelet from his wrist. Grasping the bracelet tightly to turn into a Pen for him to use. Angel looked seriously at the magic pen that was on top of her right palm.

Those who are there, just keep quiet, look and listen. What does Angelica Hernando want to do?

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