LOVE BLOWS FROM REUNION
Episode 142: KAMPUNG KARANG PAINTING

    Three cars passed into Kampung Karang. The front of the Avanza is black, driven by Yudi and Yuna. Next followed the car jeep openings, there are three women who ride in it, of course with makeup that is not karu-karuhi, they are Ana with her friends, painter graduates ASRI Yudi college friends. And the very back itself is a colt brondol car, in front there are two people with the driver, while in the back there are three men and quite a lot of painting equipment.

    As promised to the teenagers in Kampung Karang, Sunday morning, Yudi with Yuna came back to Kampung Karang, to teach children to paint the beauty of nature. But they did not just come together, Yudi invited a group of friends of artists, Jogja painters who were invited to capture the natural beauty of Kampung Karang.

    Yudi stopped the car for a moment in front of Mr. Kadus' house, of course telling him that he took his friends to Kampung Karang to paint.

    "Sorry, Mr. Kadus, I invite friends to paint the beauty of the scenery here" Yudi told Mr. Kadus.

    "Oh .., nggih, Den Mas Yudi .... Monggo ...." Mr. Kadus, would have allowed it immediately.

    "Maturnuwun, Mr. Kadus ..." said Yudi.

    "Lha, this ..., the child I remember did not come back here, Den Mas ...?" said Mr. Kadus asked his son who a few days ago joined Yudi to work.

    "Not to worry, Mr. Kadus .... I remember learning with her friends. May he be at home." replied Yudi.

    "Nggih, maturnuwun .., Den Mas Yudi ..." said Mr. Kadus.

    "Oh yes, Mr. Kadus, if I could ask for help, would you be able to cook our meal with friends? There are ten people." said Yudi asking for help to be cooked.

    "Can, De Mas Yudi .... But what's the side dish, Den Mas?" Mr. Kadus responded.

    "As yesterday alone, Mr. Kadus, bought a fisherman's catch" said Yudi, who then reached into the bag took money from the wallet and gave it to Mr. Kadus. Of course to buy cooking ingredients.

    "Nrank, Den .... Ready ..." said Mr. Kadus.

    Furthermore, Yudi again runs his car, passing on the village road, between the houses of fishermen, until the road runs out. Yudi continued bablas across the sand, until the wheels of the car began to be difficult to turn. Yudi stopped his car in the shade, around the coconut trees. Likewise his friends, who immediately jumped from the top of the car.

    "Russia .... "

    "Cool ...."

    "It's incredible ...."

    They were all amazed, amazed to see the beauty of Kampung Karang Beach.

    Yudi and Yuna got out of the car. Then he approached his friends, who were all staring at the beach.

    "How ...?!" ask Yudi to his friends.

    "Very amazing ..." replied his friends.

    "Well ..., please choose the location as you like each, which one is convenient, which is tasty and suitable. Our lunch, later here. We enjoy the typical cuisine of Kampung Karang" Yudi said to his friends who would paint Kampung Karang.

    "Ashik ..." said his friends who are happy because they can eat treated Yudi.

    They too, Yudi friends of the painters, spread out to find a location of their own choice, by bringing their own painting equipment.

    Yudi is still under the coconut tree with Yuna, of course, waiting for the arrival of the children of teenagers who will be invited to paint. And not long, they had already come to meet Yudi. Not only Dulah and Atmo, but there are some friends who also come, including there are young women who also come there. I am glad to see them coming.

    "Have you ever seen anyone paint like that?" yudi asked while pointing to his friends who had already started painting.

    "Not ..." replied Dulah, Karang Village teenager who was thin.

    "They're all painters in Jogja. They're my friends. The paintings are great, and a lot of them are sold" Bagas said, showing the painters already in action.

    Of course, the children were gawking, because they really did not know about the profession of painting. This time they saw the man who painted. Likewise with painting equipment and materials. At school, they only learned drawing lessons. It was only on a sheet of paper placed on a table, then drawn in pencil or slick, and a somewhat more advanced one using water verb. They do not know canvas, do not know oil paint, do not know easel or pole paintings. That is why they were silent, only looking in astonishment. This time they saw it all.

    Yudi took out the painting equipment from the back of his car. He lifted three easels, told to take Dulah and Atmo. Then Yudi also took three pieces of canvas, also told to bring Dulah and Atmo. Then Yudi took two new paint palettes, two sets of new brushes, two sets of oil paints are also still fresh. The new paint palette, brushes and oil paints were given a set for Dulah and another set for Atmo. While Yudi carries a palette of paint and brushes that have been used, Yudi's property is commonly used.

    "Come, we go under that coconut tree, which is close to the boat's backrest. We'll learn to paint there." Take Yudi to Dulah and Atmo.

    The two teenagers followed Yudi. Then they were taught how to install easel, taught how to place the canvas on a pole. Then Yudi taught me how to look at the object of the painting. For the first time they learned to paint, Yudi wanted the two children to paint fishing boats leaning on the beach. Yes, Yudi chose this because this object is still, not moving, so it is easier to observe. So the installation of the canvas has been directed to the boats. The two teenagers stood in rows, ready to paint.

    "Well, you see those boats. The boat is your painting object. The trick, take a breath first. Several times until you calm down. Next, look at the boat. Focus on the object you are painting. Don't look to your left, just look at your objects. Move the object in your mind, then remove it on the canvas with these paints. Choose a paint that matches the color of the painting object, pour a little on the palette, then a little oil, then polished using a brush. If the paint is wet with oil and sticks to the brush, then rub it onto the canvas. Please try." once Yudi's words taught Delah and Atmo to paint.

    After teaching Atmo and Dulah, Yudi put up his own easel. Putting canvas to paint.

    "Beautiful ..., try here, sweetie ...." Yudi called out to the three girls who were still close to Yuna.

    "Eh, that .., you are called Mas Yudi ..." Yuna said to the girls.

    Of course they immediately approached Yudi. Yuna also stepped along following the three dara approaching Yudi.

    Then Yudi asked the three girls to sit on a boat that was pulled to the mainland. Maybe the boat has leaked, but it still looks good. Next Yudi arranged for the three girls, to sit on the lip of the boat. The three girls will be the object of Yudi's painting.

    "It's so pretty ..." said Yuna praising the children. Even Yuna also took care of the girls' feet, hands and hair.

    "Quiet first, yes .... I want to paint you guys .." said Yudi who had started applying paint on his palette.

    Yudi's hands are accustomed to painting, deftly rubbing colorful paint on the canvas. A moment to look at the model, then pour in the painting. Soon see the model who is still sitting on the boat, then apply the paint again into the canvas. It didn't take long, the basic sketch of the painting was already visible.

    Yuna deliberately looked from behind Yudi, a little far away, so as not to disturb the concentration of her lover. Yuna who accompanied Yudi, was amazed by the work of her lover. In just an instant, the three virgin faces of Kampung Karang were already plastered on the canvas.

    "In a moment, yes, dear ..." Yudi told the three models.

    The teenage girls were sitting on the boat, according to Yudi's request. They were still patiently sitting quietly in a relaxed style on the beach.

    A moment later, Yudi stood up straight, looking at his painting. Then look at the model girls, who are still happy to be Yudi's painting models. Then back to rubbing the brush. Then look at the painting, compare it with the model, polish a little more. And ....

    "Okay, the painting has been done .." Yudi told the three teenage girls who became models.

    Of course the three virgins want to see the results of the painting. They immediately ran to the painting.

    "Russia .... Very good ..." said the painted girls.

    "Yes .., very precise."

    "I like ...."

    Yuna approaches the painting, mingling with the three teenage girls. And of course, he admires the work of his extraordinary lover. A truly living painting.

    "Yudi .., this is absolutely incredible. Amazing ..." said Yuna who had hugged her lover's arm, of course asked to be kissed.

    Without any hesitation, Yudi immediately kissed Yuna's tiny lips. Yuna, who was smacked by her lips, immediately jumped up in excitement and hugged her lover's neck and returned Yudi's kiss.

    After releasing Yuna's embrace, Yudi stepped over to where Pulah and Atmo were painting. Of course I want to know the outcome.

    "Dulah .., this one paints you less oil spread. Try the brush moistened with oil, then rubbed into this section .... Well, so .... The color is not dead .... Yes, okay ..., please continue." said Yudi while correcting the work of Dulah.

    "Yes, Den Mas .... Thank you." said it was you who immediately continued the painting.

    "Atmo .., you're not brave enough to pour paint. This is mostly oil, so the color tends to fade. Don't be so stingy about paint .... That, yes .... Yuk continued." Yudi gave input to Atmo.

    "Negg, Den Mas .... Maturnuwun." replied Atmo.

    Despite such criticism, Dulah and Atmo were not heartbroken. They were eager to improve their paintings. Of course these two teenagers want to be able to produce good paintings. So they chatted, wanting to see the painting of Den Mas Yudi, who painted his friends. And the two teenage boys stepped towards the painting which was still surrounded by three female friends. And as soon as it gets to the painting ....

    "Wao ... is exactly like the photo. Wuah, very great Den Mas Yudi ..." of course they both were amazed to see Yudi's paintings that really look like photos.

    "Good, right ...?!" said the girl friend painted to Atmo and Dulah.

    "Yes .... It is very similar to a photo .... Means Den Mas Yudi is a great painter." replied Dulah.

    "I want to learn to paint on Den Mas Yudi .... I want to be a painter like Den Mas Yudi ..." said Atmo who told his friends.

    "Nha .., if you want to be a painter, keep practicing, keep learning, never stop painting. Surely your painting will be good" said Yudi who already holds the shoulders of the two teenagers.

    "Negg, Den Mas .... But we don't have the equipment" Atmo said.

    "That's all the equipment, for both of you. So, no need to hesitate to paint. I'll leave the canvas later, for painting practice. Okay ..." said Yudi who motivated the boy.

    "Negg, Den Mas .... Maturnuwun ..." answered the two teenagers.

    "okay .... Please continue painting. Make sure your mind and outlook are focused. Draw your painting object as detailed as possible. Do not hesitate to pour paint, do not be afraid to apply a brush. Don't be afraid of being wrong" Yudi said to the two teenagers.

    Of course the two teenagers were more passionate and earnest.

    Next, Yudi moved places, to paint other objects. While Yuna, already familiar with the village girls who accompanied her, went around witnessing the beauty of Kampung Karang.

    The clock continues to turn. It was no longer morning, but noon had replaced it. Mr. Kadus assisted two men carrying mats and eating utensils, which were then held and arranged close to the parking lot of three cars in the middle of the coconut trees. Behind Mr. Kadus there was Pak Kadus' wife who assisted two mothers, carrying rice, vegetables and side dishes. All food is laid out on the mat.

    "Den Mas Yudi ...!! Come on, here ..., lunch is ready ...!!" yelled Mr. Kadus telling Yudi that lunch was ready.

    "Please, Mr. Kadus ...." Yudi who was told immediately agreed. And of course immediately call his friends who are still busy painting, "Friends .... Let's eat ...!!" so shouted Yudi.

    Without repeating, all his friends have come. I want to eat lunch soon. Understandably, their stomachs have been rumbling. Everyone immediately gathered on the mat. Including Dulah and Atmo whom Yudi invited, as well as the girls who were with Yuna. Everyone was sitting in a circle on the mat, ready to eat delicious dishes.

    "Sir Kadus, sorry for the trouble ..." said Yudi in pleasantries.

    "No, Den Mas Yudi .... It's normal .... The work of mothers ..." said Mr. Kadus.

    "Sorry too, this is my friends, maybe Mr. Kadus is less pleasing, but like this is the life of the artist, the style of dress is eccentric. They are all Jogja artists, I invited here to paint the natural beauty of Kampung Karang, we will offer in the gallery, so that Kampung Karang becomes famous" said Yudi.

    "God .... Thank you, Den Mas Yudi .... We are happy .... We had guessed before, surely Den Mas Yudi's friends are artists. Come .., monggo .., please eat ..." said Mr. Kadus who immediately invited people to eat.

    "Haiyoo .... Eat ..., bro ...."

    They all ate, enjoyed the cuisine of Madam Kadus. Gradually all, because of the hunger that has peaked.

    "Nriv ...."

    "Wisdom ...."

    "Gazo ...."

    Their stomachs are full. Then they lay down their bodies, because most of them eat.

    "Pak Kadus .., this I want to give a memento, a painting for Mr. Kadus. This, Mr .... Later please display in the living room of Mr. Kadus, so that everyone who visited can see this painting. For promotion .... Hehe ...." Said Yudi who handed the painting to Mr. Kadus.

    "God .... Very good, Den Mas Yudi .... This is a picture of our village .... You can exactly, the houses, the streets, the passageways, even the coconut trees and the beaches .... As photographed from above, Den Mas .... Yes .., yes ..., I will install it in the living room. Thank you, Den Mas ..." said Mr. Kadus who received the painting from Yudi.

    "Russia .... Very cool, Yud ..." amazed his friends.

    "Sir Kadus, the painting, if anyone wants to buy, don't give it .... It's a historic painting, a very special painting, priceless .." said Ana who had always admired Yudi's naturalist paintings.

    "Magih, nggih .., Den Ayu ..." replied Mr. Kadus, although he did not know the price of the lukiasan.

    "Anyone who wants the painting, don't give it yes, sir .... Even if you want to buy a billion, do not give .... This painting is priceless. This is the message of the painters." Imah Yudi's friend who dressed eccentric, join nimbrung.

    Hearing the words of the painters, surely both Dulah and Atmo were astonished. Loong .... Surprised to hear the price of Den Mas Yudi painting up to billions. Wao .... Really great painting.

    "What's the name of this painting, Yud?" ask another friend of Yudi.

    "This, I wrote in the corner .... Painting Kampung Karang." replied Yudi with a smile.

    "Same, dong .... We also made paintings of Kampung Karang ..." said Yudi's other friends.

    "God .... Maturnuwun, Den Mas Yudi .... Our village has become the name of the paintings of artists. Maturnuwun everything ..." back Pak Kadus thank you, because his village has become the name of a lukiasan.