WHEN I FOUND LOVE

Painting

"Painting....?"

Faintly reprimanded it, either gently grabbed the earlobe. There was a movement increasingly flexing his energy. People will believe in supernatural powers. Now that power is really fragile. It was moving beautifully. Finding happiness where Aldo can still rediscover. Seonggok hope must be achieved with his wife.

The life cycle is not the same. Swerving, dancing on his left side. So the role of a wife is much stronger, can even defeat the brunt of the waves of rock hempas. Along the grass is still decorated in the middle of the yard. It glittered with dew, as if piercing his leg veins. It propagates while flying thousands of meanings. The wet wind gust tremors pounding the leaves of the waving nyiur. His face ended a long life. Sometimes the appearance of the young man is stunningly cool. Anyone would want to look at him for a long time, there was a ray of shade that was difficult to find a match for. Before all the wonderful dreams of reality. Until the most thrilling moments when Siska present in his life. Aldo remained silent. He wanted to stay alive in the life of his heart. When his consciousness really approached his life. So the dream sprang up to live side by side, how he should be willing to accompany Siska in joy and sorrow. The view will be more different than usual.

"Is there really no other choice? We have to look ahead a lot. Because moving requires funds..."

"I've predicted it before."

"How much time?"

"Yes, it takes patience."

"I'm staying faithful waiting."

Aral is in life only. Aldo was able to undo all the difficulties that had plagued his family. In addition to his persistence, his wife greatly appreciated him. Who does not know Malioboro crossing? From the rickshawman, andong and taxi know him well. The life of the artist is not much the same. The way he sees one aspect of life has meaning. Not a few of the longings began to intertwine so beautifully. Empty dreams. He always had a wishful thinking, if only girls had the allure of coming here. Just invite lesehan, to enjoy the typical gudeg jogja. It'll look prettier.

The night is cold. The fog often enveloped the front of the station. The early morning air sometimes makes people fall asleep. Not that the morning is the end of everyone's hope. Today is a mystery ready to be opened. Similarly Aldo tried to explain his future wife. Everyone must miss the morning. The face of the sun on the eastern horizon smiles behind the clouds, emanating a silvery yellow tinge. People here must have forgotten that the morning of the human milestone. The extent to which they will do a lot of activities with noble ideals. Among them are guiding their children to adulthood in making decisions. Until the afternoon can reap the best results. A young man stepped gonta. He also watches people still passing to Bringharjo market. Their luggage is quite crowded, in sling, pickle, cart and andong. The joy can still be felt through his eyes. It turns out that the economy here is much more advanced and lift the dignity of the community.

"Den, Aldo stopped by first? You can warm your body. Even though the place is not comfortable," bargained waiter stall. His face is still shining.

"Fear troublesome..."

"Let everything go well. We have the same interest, baby if we just miss it."

The morning meal seller ter.smile, his eyes are a bit squeaky. Physically very strong. Because their souls are never shaken. That is, you have to survive until one chance can survive to reach it. Aldo had never been used to the nightly to early morning life like most people. Not displaying a mere facet of life without direction and purpose. Without heeding the hand line. People have the blood of art. The young man sat down with his fun.

"Mr still seeing him?"

"Well, this place is big." he said innocently. No words were kept in his sight. "Do what lies say. My grandfather always messages, less good as young people give bad examples. Yeah, scared of being imitated. Twice I feel guilty..."

"The cook didn't see it..." Aldo sipped his coffee.

The warmth of the morning is felt in the throat. Maybe the world is too old. At least people are reluctant to accommodate the face in his brain. Fear of being affected by unpleasant forms . This is Aldo all week. In a drab place. Can only talk to the wagonists, is there no more new discourse? He often asks the same questions himself, until when he finds a girl. The taste of the kangen still tickles the shape of his face.

"Well good, but looking for something else....?

"It feels different...."

****

Wife of the morning dish seller smile. His face looked concerned. He had not known the man, let alone set his wish. Aldo here feels the calmness . Perhaps his whole life was only his first time, and all forms of flaws certainly existed. Two buyers were noticed, one was a pedicab driver. They are full of fortitude in living their daily lives. There will be no surrender. Aldo gave up. Why did the girl belim also reveal the trunk of her nose. It was almost half a night. Sometimes his eyes have never been seen.

"Al, they say. This also did not diminish his attention. You may have a little hope. But I hope this takes up a lot of time..."

"I don't need anyone else."

"Who wants to see your arrogance. The wind refused to whisper. Signs will scuttle us."

"Sleep there!" Aldo stopped his friend's words.

No matter how hard the stone, it was hit by water droplets. One when will be perforated with a certain depth. Aldo has never realized his mistake so far. Especially wanting to change it. Until the next day I found the color of the sun. His laughter is highly desired by every person. Praise them for giving thanks through smooth lips. Every time it can break through the boundaries of the sky. The two young men were writhing as the sunlight grabbed their faces. The glint reveals one brightness. Other humans have long been scavenging for fortune. Scavengers along the road have been busy picking up unsold items they sell. While rubbing his face. The touch made Aldo float his mind later. I don't know what long won't disturb in his deep sleep. Aldo shifted his face. He seemed afraid to look directly at the fresh color decorated with orange-to-orange flowers.

"Symbol looks solid. I'm in a family always trying new luck. Even if the results cannot be felt the same family.

"We always live well."

"It can't happen..."

"People can express their opinions. As long as it matches each person's personality."

"It's unfortunate that in this case there is a reciprocal."

Aldo's water is less controlled. Instead the accusations don't look basic actually. Aldo stepped closer to the seller. They always ask if there is someone else's problem. Good manners were rarely found in this place.

"I've been calculating since the beginning."

"I have a rat's path."

Surprised Jay accepts a strange offer. I think he woke up in a dream. But today is an honor. If in this case. Aldo felt objection to carrying out a tradition.

For centuries man has had and understood a tradition in his village. I don't know what's going on in his mind. Besides the word unification is a very sacred word in the family. Everyone can use their soul to achieve their dreams. Not one bit off the rails. Especially to violate. Yes, including one Jay, a young man is always consumed by his way of thinking. Home-bred. An artist also has an eccentric appearance. Just say, must look different from those around him. Aldo if

in this sense, there is an attitude of rejection. Make that kind of pretend. Like there is no clear work.

"It's better to have a slightly altered appearance, Al. It's actually just advice. But it's good to get attention. Since it's one of the assets, I guess it's less profitable..." Jay, still dare to add . He forget. If Aldo always held firm to the same stand. " May people hold fast. You seem to want to bring yourself down..."

"Thank you."

"Yes, but this is not the best way."

"Wind evasive. Wherever possible, I'll be all right..."

The young man immediately nodded. His face was covered in wounds. The day also does not show any sign of happiness. By that time, Jay had said a lot. Indeed the people around here will cause a lot of silence? Jay next wants to get the attention of a girl. He himself has not dared to express the contents of his heart and all his feelings blue. Doski is his. It actually broke the rules.

Looks fresh, healthy wal afiat Aldo out of a medium-sized room. His face looks sparkling. His eyes stared hard at Jay. There is certainly the most interesting thing in his life. Living a life without burdening. Or want to fill it with a pile of mistakes. Even though every human being will experience many strange events. Acceptable by the mind. Dsar artist, Jay grumbled. He was less accepting always considered less qualified in the art world.

"Your scratches aren't qualified yet, man. Change how you judge one event. Thus there are positive things we must realize."

"You're talking ngaco...!"

"Little to admit it. Because people will experience improvement. Every angle has an idealistic tendency. But I see you've always kept the ayu girl and the wife. It would be the same as ruining the other part...."

"May I say so. Anyone has a right, so I can defend my own. You can change the existing order. Does not every human being have to represent some people."

"Al, I won't win arguing with you. Just so you know, the girl must have run in a storm."

"Much concern."

"Lack of faith?"

The little shopkeeper broke both of them. The woman is like talking to her own child. The two looked at each other, as if wanting to get a much wiser answer. Aldo often heard their words. It could even be said his words would be much more clingy.

"Women are easy to get. Do what is exorbitant uphold it. Mr. Parjan exorbitantly praised me. Resulting decent. It seems a bit strange, wong tuo really is a lot of style.." the woman laughed.

Gudeg city life runs happily like its citizens. The residents will not protest. They pierce by sheet solemnly. Their subconscious is created with a beautiful rhythm. Traders from the early hours of the morning were busy, the market was engulfed in bargaining. Jay left first. He does not feel like he would no longer have to line up with souvenir traders. The artist's life here must be more creative. That's why Aldo has to grow a lot. Intellectual homelessness. So said the men ambushed the ears. Still with a heavy chest Aldo greeted a glorious day. Gurgling it with form does not indicate laziness. Similar suns further offer the gloom of the world. He easily came up with a new idea.

Captured in the boisterous market visitors Bringharjo. Relax looking at the women who are greeting each other. The face of the beach touches the friendliness in trading at the fifth foot. Maybe it would be foreign to see this. But for Aldo it is the custom of the descendants of the elders. Who can change it? Until in turn must have thousands of gems falling on each other.

Jerked Aldo. A similar call made his heart grow. Especially Jay did to him. At best his friend had trouble. The first difficulty is the same people acquaintance abangan in one of the Van derbrug building.