LOVE BLOWS FROM REUNION
Episode 46: WORKS OF DESERTED REPELLENTS
It's been a week since Yuna returned to Japan. There is certainly a longing in the heart of Yudi. A very deep longing. But Yudi kept the commitment. Will not call or send chat whatshap, if it is not an important thing related to work. That is the system of working professionals. Yuna also did not call or send messages in WA. That means Yuna is still busy with her work.
Yudi is no longer expecting a phone call or WA from Rini. Slowly, I want to forget Rini. He did not want to contact Rini again. If indeed Rini had not contacted, Yudi was grateful. Why contact Rini, will even add new problems. Let Rini be busy taking care of her family, taking care of her husband, taking care of her household. After thirty years, before the reunion, Rini also never communicated with Yudi. Even now, for weeks, Rini also did not want to contact Yudi. Especially concerned about his fate. Come back to how it was before we met. I thought Yudi.
There is still one PR, namely Silvy, his daughter Rini who has been close to him, even considers Yudi as his papa. This kid's insolent. Since when did Yudi get his mama? Not problem. Silvy is an independent child. Not to rely on his parents. Not even working in his papa's office. He said it was collusion and nepotism, which would later lead to corruption. It's also good for Silvy. You smart kid. Unlike its mother, PR is always Yudi who works. That was.
Remembering Silvy, Yudi remembered the first time she met. The boy sulked to make a painting of himself. Yudi also rushed to the pendopo house in front. Where he used to paint, accompanied by colorful koi fish. So Yudi took the canvas, put the canvas on the easel, then lifted the palette and brush, then poured oil paint on the pallet. Yudi began to paint the face of a woman who already considered herself as her papa.
Some oil paint colors are already scratched. A few times, Yudi stopped. A moment to imagine Silvy's face. Understandably, only two days Yudi with Silvy, certainly not a detail to remember his face. But over time the sketch of Silvy's face has been contained in the canvas. When it comes to painting, don't ask. In High School, Yudi was a painting champion many times.
As usual, when quiet Yudi took the time to scratch the oil paint on the canvas. Many of his paintings are sold in the Kridosono art gallery and Yogyakarta cultural house. Even his friends often take this Yudi painting to be exhibited in Taman Budaya Yogyakarta. That is Yudi with an art soul that sometimes overflows. But his work can be to build a house.
Different ways of Yudi art. If some of his friends always want to get together, hang out, until finally drunk because of drinking, very different from the principle of Yudi's life. He'd rather be alone. Do not like to waste time in vain, just talk with friends who have no benefits. For Yudi, the flow of painting each person is different. Some are happy naturalists, some are attached to cubism, some are more surrealist, some even glorify expressionists. So the consequences of one school embraced, that's the work that represents his soul. So according to Yudi, painting does not need discussion. There is no right wrong, no flow of the most powerful. Everyone has their own story.
In fact, Affandi paintings are abstract and difficult to translate, the price can reach hundreds of millions of rupiah. Similarly, the paintings of Abdullah Suriosubroto, an Indonesian painter who won international reputation, his works are widely displayed in art museums in the Netherlands.
Yudi, with the flow of naturalism, wants to photograph the fact of beauty. And now, he wants to paint Silvy's beauty, so that people will be amazed to see the face of ayu emblazoned on the canvas. At the very least, Silvy would love to display the painting in his living room.
A day, the graffiti of oil paint was still not so contrasting, even though Silvy's face was attached to the canvas. Two days, Silvy's paintings have begun to look beautiful. Three days, the smile that was expanding on the painting was truly alive. It was as if Silvy was smiling at Yudi, while whispering "Papah is indeed a great painter". Anyone will be amazed to see the painting of the beautiful woman that was found. Really lovely. Really-banar's alive. Well. It was Yudi who painted Silvy.
Yudi put himself on the big bench in the middle of the pendopo. Look at the HP. Open WA, empty no chat or call. Yudi was more pleased, because he did not have to repay WA. Then he opened the gallery. Open the photos in the gallery. The beautiful face of Yuna, with a background of Borobudur Temple stupa. Yudi looked at the photo of the girl. Go on and on. The more viewed, the photo looks more beautiful and continues to be more beautiful. Even the smile in the photo seemed to invite a smile to Yudi who was sleeping. Not just smiling, but the lips of the beautiful girl now seemed to speak, "Yudi .., I love you."
Yudi shocked. Get up straight from the fall. Then I looked back at the photo. True, the longer viewed, the photo of the Japanese girl is indeed more beautiful. And that smile seemed as if it was from the tiny lips he had touched, able to move.
"It's so pretty this photo. Can I paint a girl this beautiful?" yudi Gumam.
Many times Yudi walked backwards from the canvas plastered on the easel. His head is tilted to the right and left. Observe the painting being made. Then go forward again, putting a brush on the painting. Back back, looking carefully. Not getting the results as expected. Then return to the canvas, to apply the brush, pressing on some parts of the beautiful face.
Almost a week. Yudi has not been able to produce a painting that can be called "I love you". Although the painting looks beautiful, it is like a photo, but Yudi is not satisfied. She felt, Yuna had not loved herself. Yuna has not revealed her love. Yuna was still silent and silent.
Yudi's annoyed.
"Help ...!! Hyaehh ...! Huh ...! Huh ...!" Yudi shouted out loud.
Yudi felt that he could not make a living painting. He failed to paint the face of ayu people who are being loved. Yudi failed to create a painting that could be invited to communication. Failed to create a painting that could express words of love.
"Why won't Yuna say love to me?" yudi's roar was filled with anxiety.
Yudi's irritation peaked. The painting was kicked. It was thrown out of the easel, and fell into the koi pond that was below it. Swollen into the water.
Yudi. His breath was stifling withstanding his angry emotions. His back rested on the pendopo pole, his legs interjecting. The limp is helpless. Despondent. Yudi felt defeated and guilty. Can't paint Yuna perfectly. What's up with him?
Back Yudi remembered his first love sculpted in the deepest recesses of the heart. He remembered a woman named Rini. Rini's face again clung firmly in her daydream. Rini's behavior and indulgence returned to the memory. But only for a moment did the shadow appear.
Then the shadow of the Japanese girl appeared again in her daydream. A pretty face that gives hope. Not only hope to unravel his love, but also hope to realize his dreams.
"G .... Sepi is painful." said Yudi who resigned with silence.