Never Grasp Hard Enough

Chapter 2

Benjamin

My sleep was disturbed by the radiating sun that piercing through the windows. I tried to cover my eyes with my hand but the warmth of the morning sun got me surrendered.

I woke up and yawned while scratching the back of my neck that felt itchy. Still stayed at the same place, I zoned out for a while. Thinking of nothing.

After few minutes sitting there, I looked at my corridor. I saw my painting. My last night painting.

Instantly, I performed a smile remembering back about that girl. Nanny.

Is her name really Nanny?

I looked back at the painting. Rising up from the couch, I stretched first before I walked myself towards the painting.

All of the unfinish paintings were all there. The one that already complete was the one on the easel.

I reached out for it, evaluating it diligently. It was a drawing that I painted last night. After many tries, eventually I could paint the perfect one. The one that close to her perfection.

I know, none of my paintings are close to her perfection compared to herself being.

The painting was so beautiful. I have no regrets drew this. This was the one when she smiled at me before bidding me goodbye. She was tucking in some strands of her hair behind her ear at that moment.

I was impressed by my own painting. It felt as if the painting itself spoke thousands of things to me. Calming me. I smiled.

Today was the day I have to meet with a person who's willing to sell his block to me. I have made an appointment with this guy.

And that was an important appointment. I peeked at my wall clock. Ten twelve.

The appointment was at two in the evening.

"Still have some time." I said to myself.

I took a shower quickly. Then, I prepared myself food.

For others, they called this as lunch but me, breakfast.

As one of the 'lone rangers' in this world, I only could make a simple dishes for myself. Well, it's enough to full me. My mother was always nagging about her daughter-in-law from me.

How on earth could I grab a lady to be my queen? Plus, I'm still on my early thirties. 

I'd hear the no-ending of her wishes. How she wished to see me marrying a beautiful woman to take care of me. How she wished to have lots of grandchildren from me because she had a lot from both of my sisters already. Now, she wanted to see mine.

Oh please. Maybe not now. I'm still in love with my works.

I looked over to all of my paintings. It's so amazing how long I've come to this. To where I am now, where I could sell all of these masterpiece of mine soon.

I was so excited when I got a call from Sean few weeks ago. I was on my way to my family's gathering, we always had this gathering once a week, usually on weekend.

With a tone of excitement, he told me that one of his friends wanted to sell a block of buildings. I couldn't even believe how happy I was back then when the news came. It's so impossible that I had this great blessings. I'm beyond grateful.

I've checked the block. It was more than perfect to be my gallery, for me to exhibit my paintings.

Taking the last sip of my iced americano, I put it on the sink and washed all the dishes. Finished cleaning up, I grabbed my car's key to drive myself to my gallery to-be. A place where I have to settle down some of the agreement related to the block.