It's Not Sleep That Makes Me Dream, But You
Chapter 26: The Heart That Explodes

In my room, the silence hung in the air, I and Adit who had just sampe my room immediately took a sitting position next to me at my study table. "What are you suddenly inviting me here?" I asked Adit to open the conversation.

"Hehe.." Adit Laughs.

Putting a small bag that he brought to the study table, his hands began to reach into the cloth bag. Not long after, he took out a tablet with a fairly large screen size and turned it on, "Shortly, I want to show you something."

I crossed my arms around his chest, waiting for him to fiddle with his tablet. Adit seemed busy touching and sliding the tablet screen. Come to think of it, I think he's already done adapting my novel to his comic, he said it will be finished after the new year. But it's not over the new year, is it? Feeling anyway, if he brings a tablet here, what else will he do if not discuss about the comics we will make?

"Gue's been slipping away at the comic." Adit said, pointing at the comic on his tablet screen.

"Angir, that's great." Saying I.

My eyes immediately stared in focus at the pictures. The picture is different again, neat and the color tone is brighter. Very good, like a pro. Really great progress.

I grabbed the tablet he was holding to take his comics even more clearly. My index finger continued to scroll, swiping the tablet screen to wriggle Adit's work.

"Have you made five sheets?" Ask me.

Adit nodded.

"And this is a significant increase, you know. It's better than yesterday, much better." I was amazed and a little cheery. Because it's really good Adit's picture this time.

The color seems more dalem, more alive. The shadding effect is also good, dalem nan sharp. This picture seems to symbolize Adit's hard training and his determination to become a comic writer. He is serious about his purpose.

"Where?"

"Gue doesn't really understand about digital art, but if I do this from the point of view of ordinary people, it's really good."     "Which bagusan yesterday?" Adit asked, with a half-thought expression.

I held my chin, and considered the moment before answering. "It seems to me anyway, all your pictures are good.." I'm not exaggerating or exaggerating, but it's a good picture of Adit's work, gokil. "But if compared to yesterday, this one is better to see, especially the color, more alive, like an anime." Continue me.

"Hufft.." Adit leaned his back on the back of the chair, "Gue was relieved you said that."

"Lo seems to have done the best thing to be a comic writer." I'm like an editor like hehe…

"Gue taste, you're overdone, yan. It's still not perfect, the scratches are still too rough, I want to try upgrading the drawing equipment but my skills are still lacking." Said Adit.

I don't really understand what Adit's saying, all I know, he's not the kind of guy to praise. Almost similar to Olivia who is a perfectionist, but if coupled, Olivia is more perfectionist than Adit. Adit is only serious if it's about the skill of the picture or comic, like passionately so in the comics. While Olivia.. hmm. is not wrong if she is "the most perfectionist" in everything.

My eyes can squirm a few fingers Adit looks scuffed and rough on the surface of the skin of the palm. With pictures as good as this, and his scuffed hands, it makes me think that Adit is really a great comic writer candidate. I deserve to be proud, because he chose me as a partner.

"Oh yeah, I want to tell you something."

Done saying that, Adit took the tablet out of my hand.

"What's? you still have another picture you want to show me?"

Adit shook his head.

"Trus?" I'm confused.

For a few seconds, Adit was silent while fuming at his tablet screen.

"Lo do not want anything, if we try to list our comic works to this race." Said Adit while passing the tablet to me again.

I noticed what was displayed on the screen of the tablet that Adit was currently holding, which was facing me. A website page of the online comic platform is featured there. A moment after looking at him, I took the tablet again. Swiping, sliding the screen while reading carefully, I put on a serious facial expression. It's a good opportunity.

On the page of the online comic website there is an announcement about the comic writing competition for amateurs with certain conditions. How many seconds, I finished reading the terms and regulations. My eyes stopped, a little enlarged just squirming the total prize that will be recorded by the winner of the race.     Third place, with 2 million. Second place with 3 million and first place…

"Ten millionaa!!!??" I'm shocked.

"Yes, pretty good, right?"

"Lumayan nutmeg lo, that's a lot." Yes for me who was born in a mediocre family, ten million is big. Maybe for Adit it is not how much, because he was born in a fairly rich family.

I rubbed my eyes, continuing to squirm to the tablet screen again. Yes, I did not misread, and like what was written on the website was also impossible typo. The world's most popular comic platform where it might make trivial mistakes.

"Gue also thought that, anyway, dit." I returned the tablet to Adit before finally saying, "Why the champion one gets so many prizes, more than double the second champion. Why?"

"Hemm, I was also initially confused." said Adit.

The sound of friends talking in the living room was faint from my room.

"But after I thought, that's how great comic book writers get on the platform." Adit.

"You mean?" I raised my eyebrows, confused.

"Why is the tournament for champions much bigger than their lower ranks, maybe it will make the participants work harder, do their best to try to reach first place?" Ask Adit.

"It makes sense." I hold my chin.

"Well, it's possible that the quality of the first champion comic will be much better than the champions two and three. Yeah, right?"

I nodded. Started to understand everything. For such an online comic platform, however, ten million dollars is meaningless.

Suddenly, Adit reached out his hand, shaking hands.

"Let's list our first work here before we go to Aneka Komik magazine."

I thought for a moment before finally reaching Adit's hand, "Gue agreed, itung-itung, we made the event platform as a stepping stone to become the number one comic writer." I said excitedly.

The sound of fireworks was loud.

I and Adit were astonished by the sound. Change of year, is it? Cepet.

"It's ten o'clock." I said, though not asked.

Adit immediately walked towards the window. I think he knows what happened. Just as Adit opened the window, fireworks shot into the air and exploded, emitting a red glow, I could squirm it from the study table.

Adit looked like he was whistling his head out the window while slightly yelling at the person who was lighting fireworks outside. "Wei, Bunga, why are you going now anyway, not twelve o'clock past, not yet the time!"

It turns out that flowers are fireworks. It seems like it was a child. I thought this was changing years because of the sound of fireworks.     Moments later, I can hear the faint sound of Flowers replying to Adit's warning. "Bodo very, there are still many fireworks. Mending you down here, meet me!!!"

"Relieve it!" Answer Adit.

Then fireworks shot off and exploded in the air again.

I sighed, understanding the carefree behavior of Flowers. Suddenly my stomach became mules, wanting to shuck. Mending I rush to the bathroom deh, rather than happen something that is not wanted.

It took me about ten minutes to shirk. For a long time, my stomach was so full, there was too much meat I ate. Aji mumpung, I rarely eat good as before, so much that comes out, I am so worried that the nutrients in my body come to waste.

When I went back to the living room to relax and chat with who was there, I accidentally saw something that made my heart feel very heavy. It makes my heart pump blood faster, and my body is quite limp because of what I see.

In the living room, I squirm..Rangga and Oliva are almost ci*m*n, but both immediately cancel it when I realize my presence is abis from the kitchen.

"Upss... sorry to bother." I said as I walked to the front door, I tried to smile normally, whereas my chest is angry.

Once outside, I walk slowly approaching Flowers that are still fun playing fireworks. A firework shot upwards and exploded in the sky.

"Mo play fireworks?" Ask the Flowers with enthusiasm.

Without giving any answer, I walked over and stopped, standing beside the Flower, staring at the sky staring at the fireworks.

Adit continues to commemorate the flower that does not want to stop fireworks. He started another firework he took from Adit's bag, which was at his feet. Honestly, I enjoyed it, the fireworks on Flowers.

"Riyan..lo why cry?" Ask Flowers.

I stared flat at the night sky decorated by fireworks. Although my face was flat, somehow tears flowed down through both of my cheeks.

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