WARNING: CONTAINS MATURED SCENES
I'm not good in drawing or painting, but I love arts. It started when I first went into a museum. I saw various of paintings with different sizes, themes and meanings. I wonder, how can they find the perfect subjects for each frame? How can they find such perfect colors to blend with their brushes?
I tried painting, but I'm not as smart as those people. So I gave it up and just enjoy viewing their masterpieces. People around me says that I'm an aesthete. Someone who has or affects to have special appreciation of art. Yeah they're right, but I'm not a critic towards it. Like what I've told you, I'm not that smart but I know how to appreciate. Arts has a wide space in my heart.
I learned how special it is for a painter to find their inspiration and unique shade of colors for their works. I know how important the color red for him.
And now, I can't wait to see his art room!
"Baby I'm so excited!" masigla kang sabi habang naka upo sa passenger's seat. Di na rin ako mapakali at tingin nalang nang tingin sa may bintana pati sa harapan.
"Me too baby" he replied smiling
May painting kaya para sa akin dun? What if he painted me? Omg! That will be the happiest day of my life, to be painted by Red.
Lalo pang lumawak ang ngiti sa labi ko
Dalawang oras din ang naging byahe namin bago kami huminto. Ang layo pala, it's such an effort para puntahan nya ako. Lahat nalang talaga nasayo na baby!
Sa katapusan ng daan ay lumiko kami sa kanan at huminto sa isang malaking gold na gate pero kinakalawang na. Bumaba si Red para buksan ang gate. I took that time to roam my eyes to the place. They don't have neighbors, although may space pa sa magkabilang gilid but I think sakanila rin yun.
Pumasok uli si Red sa kotse at nakita kong nakabukas na ang gate. Tahimik lang ako habang pinapasok nya ang kotse sa loob pero sobra sobra na ang excitement ko at mahigpit ang pagkakahawak sa bag.
"Welcome to my home baby" he greeted me as we stand in front of this really huge house. It's has three floors with white and black colors that looks so elegant. A wide terrace before you enter the main door and glass railings for the balcony at the second floor.
"Wow you're family is this rich?" I said still stunned
"Not that rich" he answered "Let's go?" he invited me
I followed him still roaming my eyes. The entrance is a double door in black color and thick woods at the sides in white. He opened one door and let me enter first.
Sasalubong sa iyo ang maluwag na sala na may semi circle sofas at isang malaking round carpet sa ilalim. Tanaw ko din mula dito ang dining area na katapat ng sala sa may likod. Stairs at the left side of the house and tables bago umakyat na may mga muwebles.
"What do you want to see first? My room or the art room?" he asked me
"Art room na! Art room!" masigla kong sabi na bahagya pang tumatalon talon
He chuckled and caressed my cheeks "Okay baby, this way" he then led the way
Umakyat kami sa second floor. Isa itong pahabang hallway, sa kaliwang dulo ay may isang pinto at sa kanang dulo naman ay isang malaking frame, diko masyadong maaninag dahil nasa gitna kami. May mga pinto rin dito na siguradong mga kwarto.
"Baby wait" pigil ko sakanya nang kakaliwa sana sya "What's that?" I pointed at the frame on the other side
"Family portrait" he simply answered
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He Loves Red (A short story)
KurzgeschichtenShe thought they're well matched. She thought he's perfect. A story of a fan of arts and the creator of it, romantic isn't? An aesthete and an artist. Someone who appreciates and someone who works. She happily went to the flow of their love story...
