
Arsenio stared in amazement at the line of paintings on display with various sizes of the canvas. But there is more to Arsenio's heart, when looking at paintings on canvas that are larger than others.
The painting depicts a woman who is a little old, smiling while looking at the cat in her lap. Arsenio's lips were slightly drawn to the side. The painting reminds her of her Mom who smiles at Danika.
"What about this painting, Mr Arsenio? You looked at him for so long. Is there any deep meaning you can feel through this painting?"
Mr. Fernandes stood beside Arsenio, who was busy staring at the painting he was painting.
Arsenio turned to look at Mr. Fernandes and smiled. "This painting is great. I was so amazed. If you may know, the person in your painting is, is it really a person or just a delusion?"
"Oh, that's my mom, Mr. Arsenio."
Arsenio is a little bit of a sparkle. "Oh, huh? Is he here? He must be proud to have a son who can paint himself perfectly."
Mr. Fernandes smiled again. "Thank you, Mr. Arsenio. But what a pity, my mother died about five years ago."
Arsenio sighed softly. "Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Fernandes. I don't know that."
"No problem, sir."
Arsenio looked back at the painting. 'If I ask Mr. Fernandes to paint Mama with Danika, the results must be cool. After all, Mama rarely smiled that way. His face was pouting. Said getting older and deflated because most of the frown, I was thrown at the same table Mama.
Crazy, huh? Did Mama used to be a descendant of Samsons times, lift a teak wood table only she could. Huuft, the same I smiled as well because there was a desire. My dear Arsenio, my handsome Arsenio. Huh, praised me as high as the sky. If I don't want to do it, I immediately throw it on the ground. Uuuhh Mama's. But I love Mama.'
Arsenio took out a cell phone from her suit pocket. He's looking for the photo Hans sent back then. After being able to, Arsenio went wild looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Fernandes.
"Ah, that's him there."
Arsenio walked over, approaching Mr. Fernandes who was busy greeting the guests.
"Egh, Mr. Fernandes. Can I just have a minute."
"of courses. To Mr. Arsenio, even more time will I give."
Arsenio smiled happily, then reached out her phone to Mr. Fernandes.
"Mr Fernandes, I want you to paint this for me."
Mr. Fernandes took a little while to look at the photo. His lips smiled for a moment.
"If this one I know, this is your Mother. And who is this with him? She looks so pretty."
"That's a special person to me. I ask you to make two paintings of the same yes, Mr. Fernandes. I'll pay you whatever you ask."
Mr. Fernandes flicked his hand forward. "Ah, this Mr. Arsenio. Alright. But it'll take longer for me to paint this picture."
"It doesn't matter to me, sir. Thank you very much. I'll send this photo to your WA."
"Together, Mr. Arsenio."
Arsenio smiled happily. Can he imagine how his mother's face will see this painting. Ah, especially Danika's face. Duh! Smile to myself.
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Zakia who was still upset, wanted to go to the bathroom, take a shower, then leave again. But something had touched his heart just now. Seeing his mother-in-law still healthy sentosa, making Zakia's frustration levels rise one level.
Zakia goes to the servant's house, looking for Mina, whom she has assigned to poison every meal for her in-laws.
"Where is he? Ah, that's it!"
Zakia approached Mina who was lifting her clothes from the clothesline, and directly pulled the girl's hand violently.
"Mrs!" peeking Mina in shock.
"Come with me!"
"Where are you going, madam? Please release! It hurts!"
Zakia doesn't care. She kept pulling Mina's hand towards the room. Mina's room yes, viewers. After they entered, Zakia locked the door.
Mina was already a bit trembling from fear. "What's up, Madam?"
Zakia looked at Mina's bitch. "You didn't hear and carry out my orders, did you?"
"Ma.I mean what madam?"
"You don't act stupid, Mina! You forgot about the poison?" Zakia whispered a little to Mina.
"I've put the poison every time I cook, ma'am." 'But boong! Yes, I want to hurt the Big Lady who is so good with me, week!'
"But why do I see you're still so healthy?"
"Egh, I don't know, Madam. Anyway, I have carried out the order, Madam," said Mina while looking down.
Zakia sighed with rage. "Then, you add more doses. I just don't want to know. If you don't obey my orders, I'll kill all your families! Listen you!"
Mina who was still lowered her head, nodded timidly. "Yes, Madam."
Zakia stomped her feet again to the floor. Two twin mountains also swayed some of the Richter scale because of the shock.
"Basic fool!" he said, then left the room.
"O Allah, take away the life of Lady Zakia. Amiin."
'What am I supposed to do, huh? Mrs Zakia's threat is no joke. What if the threat really did? But, I should be able to! I don't want to hurt Big Madam.'
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Arsenio had just returned from Mr. Fernandes' show earlier. In his hand there were several food boxes. He will give it to his mother, and his wives.
'Kok desolate? Are they already asleep? Then I'll put this on the dining table.'
Arsenio stepped into the kitchen. Intentions anyway, he will take a shower first, just eat.
But when he got to the kitchen, he was a bit jolted at the back of the woman who was busy checking the refrigerator. Arsenio smiled.
Looking at it from behind, Danika still looks beautiful, and more tempting it seems. Arsenio's eyes didn't blink. He even swallowed his own saliva.
Danika, who had just picked up an apple, immediately closed the refrigerator again. He bit his apple and prepared to leave. But just turned around, his eyes were wide open, watching as another human being was busy staring at him.
Danika opened her eyes. 'Amboi, amboi! Blowing wind blinked eyes, under the tree sitting with a herd, don't blame me for falling in love, wrong yourself you are handsome. Eaaaaa. Asek kali's! Auwuw.'
Arsenio, who had awakened from the admiration for Danika, smiled.
Danika took down an apple that she didn't eat. She held the apple in her hand, and returned her husband's smile.
'If you know that Mas Arsenio wants to go home, I can name the red carpet, wkwk. What's up, huh? I ran away, do I stay here? But look at Mas Arsenio who again smiled with a blush, even pity if left run away, wkwk. How know I kissed Mas Arsenio again. Uh! Just hang on to me here. Hohoho.'
Arsenio walked up to the dining table and put down the food she had brought earlier.
Danika's eyes squinted and her brain was busy guessing what it contained.
"Have you eaten?"
Danika was shocked. "Eh, what, Mas?"
"Have you eaten?" reload Arsenio again gently.
Danika shook her head while smiling sweetly. 'Actually, 'Gue has eaten. But look around, Mas Arsenio brought food. It can be good to eat again. Hihihi.'
"We're eating together, yuk?" Arsenio shifted her chair, then sat down.
"Ah, yes, Mas."
Danika stepped closer and pulled the chair and sat on it. He opened a food box that turned out to contain special fried rice. Where the smell goes into the nostrils again. Don't want to eat anymore. Amboys!
'Hey, this is delicious. You can eat two boxes of rice if this is the food. But shame ah, later counted baboons again the same Mas Arsenio.'
"Would you put a plate or straight out of the box?"
Arsenio seemed to think for a moment. "What do you want?"
"If I'd have eaten here, Mom. So there's no dirty dishes."
"Yes, I'm coming with you." Arsenio picked up her own box of fried rice. Take a spoon, then eat it.
Danika's muzzle slowly advanced, while stealing a glance at Arsenio. He kind of played his lips.
'That was Mas Arsenio not being a professional, right to me? Amboys! Duh, the more flowering my heart.'
Danika does not know, Arsenio has played her teeth because of the anxiety of seeing Danika's lips like that.
'Don't do it, dong. I want to kiss her again.'
Haaaa. Arsenio could only resign. Adjacent to this Danika really makes the heat cool, coy.
Danika glanced at Arsenio who was again looking at her strangely. Danika squinted her eyes, looking suspiciously, asek.
'Kan, right! This must have been the effect of ingesting meat yesterday. Look at me, do you? Aye! I know I am beautiful and charming. But don't be so concerned about me, Mom.'
Arsenio cleared her throat, restored and neutralized all the turmoil that existed. She smiled and invited Danika to eat again.
Unbeknownst to them, there was already a hand that clenched furiously watching the proximity of Danika and Arsenio.
Who is I guess? Does anyone know?
Sharks fighting again, hemmmm...
Wkwk.
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