Mystery of Old Painting
The Living Painting

The next day their moving car also came, Dimas assisted Mang Ujang to lift the goods to be carried.

The transport car drove to Ayu and Dimas' new home, followed by Dimas and his father. Arriving at the new house, all the goods were taken down and immediately arranged with the help of Mother Dimas, Ayu arranged each item to make it look neat.

When everyone was busy, Ayu suddenly walked into the room and looked at the painting of the woman in the red dress, not even blinking a bit.

Ayu who had just looked at the painting finally approached the painting and felt the painting enjoy the nicks of the paint in the painting, he felt gently and carefully from the face to the rose held by the woman.

But strangely the roses in the painting seemed real, one of his fingers was like pricked when he felt the rose in the painting.

“Aduh!” exclaim Ayu spontaneously.

Ayu's agonizing voice invites Dimas to come over to her.

“What's the darling?” asked Dimas who was very worried about his wife.

“Entah mas, suddenly my finger was injured while fingering a rose held by the Woman,” Ayu who explained what she experienced to her husband.

“Ha-ha-ha-ha, you are-there is Ayu,” said Dimas who does not believe.

“I'm serious Mas, I'm not lying,” said Ayu who assured her husband.

“Here yes, I am the painter, there is nothing and where maybe the painting can live dear,” said Dimas touching the painting The woman who is indeed nothing.

Ayu who was confused by the incident she experienced just fell silent.

“Let's go out first, I treat your wound,” Dimas who brought Ayu to the guest room.

Arriving in the living room Ayu sat on the sofa and Dimas was busy looking for P3K equipment in their car.

“Why are you Nak,” asked Ratih's Mother.

“Bu, Ayu's injured finger may be hit by a nail while wanting to justify painting in Ayu's room,”

“Be careful Ayu, Dimas where his wife is injured so there is no man?” ask Ratih's mother.

“It's okay Mom anyway it's just a small wound, Mas Dimas is taking P3K equipment in the car,” explained Ayu to Ibu Ratih.

“Don't underestimate Ayu's wounds, fear that later you can get an infection and your wounds are exposed to nails fearing infection,” said Ayu's in-laws who worry about him.

Not long after that Dimas came with a P3K box. Dimas who started opening the box cleaned Ayu's injured finger and treated her.

“Be careful honey don't get hurt again,” said Dimas.

When Ayu was injured without realizing the drop of blood hit the painting, and Ayu only realized now she asked her husband to help clean the blood dripping on the painting.

“Oya Mas earlier painting exposed to my blood dripping can you clean it Mas.

“Iya Dear I will clean the painting, you are so fond of the painting Ayu.”

“Iya Mas, for some reason when I first saw the painting I immediately liked it very much to keep looking at it,” Ayu explained to her husband.

Dimas ends their conversation and goes to the room where the painting is located with some tissue to clean up Ayu's blood dripping on the painting.

But strangely when Dimas had reached the room and saw the writing there was not a single trace of blood droplets attached to the painting, confused Dimas is still looking for traces of Ayu's blood but still he did not find it.

“No traces of blood, was Ayu imagining,” muttered Dimas in a very confused heart.

Dimas was like being hypnotized back with the painting he spent a long time looking at the face of the woman in a red dress.

“You are so very beautiful, I am very fascinated by your beauty, O Woman in red dress,” muttered Dimas while feeling the painting.

But seeing her husband did not come out of Ayu's room and Ratih approached Dimas.

“After a time, what is Dimas doing?” tegur Ratih's.

“Entah Bu, Ayu only asked for help to clean the blood of Ayu dripping on the painting but Kok Mas Dimas was very long and never came out of the room.”

“Mom so very curious as well as what the painting from yesterday you admire Ayu,” said Ratih Mother who was also curious.

“Ayo Bu wants to see it, while Ayu sees Mas Dimas doing what,” asked Ayu to his in-laws.

Ayu began to stand up from the sofa she was sitting on and invited her in-laws to see a painting that she greatly admired her beauty and beauty.

Arriving in the room Ayu saw her husband looking at the painting without blinking.

“Mas, asked for help to clean up Ayu's dripping blood instead of looking at this painting continues, not finished later to fix his house,” Ayu chirps holding Dimas's shoulders and reprimanding him.

“I-iya I forgot,” said Dimas who instantly lost his daydream with the painting of the Woman.

“Oh this painting that you both admire!” said Bu Ratih while looking at the painting.

“How according to Mother,” chirps Dimas.

“It's nice this painting is so very beautiful the way the painter paints it is so reliable is so very real, like this woman in a red dress as if she were in this painting,” Ratih's mother explained to them because Ratih's mother knows a lot about the art of painting.

“Not blame Ma'am we both admire this painting,” chirps Dimas.

After a few minutes Mang Ujang approached those in the room.

“Master, Madam all finished tidying up,” said Mang Ujang who told the three of them.

“Good Mang Ujang soon we come out,” said Dimas.

The three of them came out of Ayu's room and Dimas saw all the arrangement of chairs, couches, tables and other items had been neat they all rested.

“Darling, I will drive mom home is okay Mas stay a while?” said Dimas.

“Iya mas is okay, Mang Ujang let all of you join Mas, Bi Inem so come Ayu yah Bu?” pinta Ayu's.

“Iya, Bi Inem let's stay here with you Yu,” said Ratih.

“Thank you Bu.”

They all left the new house except for Ayu and Bi Inem who stayed there.

“Bi just rest, I do not papa kok alone,” Ayu told Bi Inem.

“Good Non, Aunty stay first,” Bi Inem who left Ayu alone on the sofa.

Ayu who began to feel tired from morning until afternoon he decided to go to his room and rest for a while there lay his body on a soft mattress.

Connected ganges.