My eyes were drawn to one of the paintings are displayed neatly in front of me. Today is Thursday, right in the month of August in 2011. I walked to one of a very dark room, my feet stepped on something, I’m surprised, I turned around and lowered my head, look over there a middle-aged woman who was painting. I’m confused as to why in this dark room there was a woman who paints only with a speck of light candles in front of him. I did not dare approach him, my heart felt weak, I feel like running from the room and out of the house.

I ducked, settles – sneaking out from behind the chair, I tried to see an old woman painting was created. I’m very curious, sweat began pouring from my whole body, Sweat was trying to support me, “you quickly see the painting,” jokes add my curiosity, the spirit has now flared, eyes almost light heart. I’m almost backward old woman, but a moment later I was surprised, I wilt just after seeing the long hair which hung from the head of the beautiful, heart felt excited, I tried to feel the hair that was yellow gold. Suddenly she turned, I was surprised, startled. I saw her face. Old woman who had been told it is a young woman who has a charming face and beautiful.

Room lights are dimmed now shining, I was again surprised to see thousands of paintings on display and neatly arranged on the walls decorated with turkeys. The woman pulled her long hair and then he stamped his feet and headed to a closed room. I got up and stood up, I’m looking for the woman, I saw around me a lot of paintings that have adorned a variety of shades.
She opened the little door of the room which he had entered, and he saw me, he was surprised and then asked, “Who are you?”, He felt scared. “I’m a maid who lost daughter”, she said the painter had lied. Then the painter she opened the door, I stood right in the middle of that tendency.
She came over and asked “why did you get here?”, Then he tried to answer with a heart full of love “I’ll fall asleep paintings on display here, I accidentally saw you were painting, I try to approach you, but you run away from me “, she was amazed she was embarrassed by his earlier, but the woman asked,” what were you thinking when you see me? “, Asked the woman. I tried to answer honestly, “I think, I think that you are an elderly woman who was painting, but it turns out you were a painter my angel, you’re so beautiful you’re really flush, you dropped my heart, you’re holding my soul, I am amazed, O whose daughter is your name? “Honest words came out of my little mouth.

He tried to answer questions from me, “Luzzy my name, your name is who?” He replied by asking the same question “my name is Jim, Jimmy Born” I said. “Whether you are painting all of this? “I asked again. Stammered he replied “Yes, painting is here it is my work”, the answer of my heart flowering welcome. “Really beautiful, this is amazing, you are a woman who has ideas and talents of gold, women like you can ignore this world with your painting” I said all my heart, trying to get his heart.

She was enamored he approached Jim, and said “you are the man I was looking for”.

Author: Arli yandhi