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15: Art

The bag that usually perches on the back now he uses forward, to cover the curves of his body that are clearly plastered due to drenched.

Until the cold until the feeling of anxiety also increasingly enveloped the girl's feelings, especially when she was getting closer to the fence.

The red hue on his lips had turned a deathly pale color, and seemed to stop at nothing to shiver.

"Sha..., how wet is this? why are you, son? You're okay, right?" liliana asked, with a look of anxiety on her face, when she realized the state of her daughter who looked like a person had fallen into the pool.

Shasyania was a little stunned, and looked away while holding the nape of her neck, "Mhhh, Shasya is nothing Buk, it's wet because. umhhh yes, Shasya was celebrating a friend's birthday," he said, trying to cover up the lies of the mother.

"Kok wet-damp kayak gini? you're not lying to me anymore, are you, son?" looking at Liliana, she felt the reason her daughter was less trustworthy.

"Not really Buk" he came back.

"Well, if so, you're quick to enter! I made some warm water for a while, "pinta Liliana, and then she rushed to the kitchen.

After heating the pot of water, Liliana also took the initiative to make her daughter a drink that would help warm her body, and then the middle-aged woman was seen approaching Shasyania, while carrying a tray containing a glass of drink.

"Mother make ginger tea, drink it first, while it's warm!"

"Thank you Buk."

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As time passed, the sky as the roof of the Earth was many miles up there darkened, and the noise of passing vehicles dissipated, replaced by the whirring wind, to whatever is in front of him.

And now, at exactly eleven o'clock in the night, Shasyania awoke from her sleep, from the gripping dream that always approached her when her eyes were closed, until she finally woke up, and, and the thirst in his mouth forced him to stand towards the kitchen, but when he opened the door, his steps stopped at once when he saw the lights of his mother's room were still on.

"Mom, why haven't you slept? isn't it late at night?" muttered.

Armed with curiosity, he immediately opened the wooden door without permission first, "Your mother is doing what?" he asked, when he saw the mother sitting on the edge of the mattress, with both hands holding shoes that he believed were his.

"Lohhs.. Shasya, why haven't you slept yet, son? it's late at night, tomorrow you go to school" Liliana said, without answering her daughter's questions.

"Shasya wakes up thirsty Buk, keeps looking at the room Mother lights are still on Shasya is here," explained Shasyania, swinging her legs closer, until she sits next to her mother, "what's this sewing mother?" he asked, pointing to a shoe that was held by Liliana.

The middle-aged woman smiled, then briefly rubbed her daughter's cheeks, "Tadi Shasya was snacking on shoes right? try to see this.the glue you put is less attached son, if you use these shoes tomorrow, the base will definitely come off again," he said, as he said, while showing the shoes that look damaged, "meat the sewing mother, let it be strong!" continue, while still struggling with slow-moving hands.

Getting such sincere attention from her mother made Shasyania even more overwhelmed with guilt, "If only my shoes were not lost, then I wouldn't have to stay up like this!" his mind blames itself.

The girl felt so guilty that tears began to pour down her cheeks, Shasyania was only able to shake her head with all the thoughts that increasingly made her choke.

"Loh... Why are you crying Sha?"

"Sorry Buk.., I'm sorry, I'm getting harder because of Shasya."

"Hustt! what are you saying, son! can't tell me that Shasya! You're a mother's daughter, and every mother will do her best!" liliana Protest.

"Sorry Buk, the new shoes that I love are gone" he said softly, wiping away tears.

"Yes, it's okay, tomorrow I buy it again, Shasya can't cry! Cook your teen gini cengengin just because of the shoes anyway," persuaded Liliana, improve the mood of her daughter.

Shasyania nodded, glancing at her mother's aging hand, but it was still strong enough to stick a needle and pull it back, "Mother's hands don't hurt?" tanyakanya.

"Not Shasya. Mmmh... Do you know? in the old days of school, I had shoes, it was the most luxurious thing, so to keep it durable, I would sew the pedestal like this," he said, telling a piece of the past story, "but now things are different, and I promise you, I'll buy you even better shoes, like your dad used to say, anything has to be best for Shasyania! Because you are the most beautiful gift of our lives!" he said, with a loving look.

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It took Liliana half an hour to fix her daughter's shoes, but she wasn't alone, as Shasyania was still faithfully accompanying her. Several times he forced his daughter to leave him to sleep, but Shasyania continued to refuse on the grounds that she was not yet sleepy.

An item does look luxurious because of the price, but an item can also feel more meaningful because of a business.

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Morning in room XI IPA 1....

"Sir, introduce my name is Dinesclara Shasyania, I am a new student at GUARDIANS High School, so sorry sir, if I do not know about the notice to bring the picture book," he said honestly while standing.

"Ohh new student anyway, well surely you understand. And for other students.. I hope one of you is willing to give Shasyania a picture book! Don't be stingy! And do not hesitate to give. because sharing is beautiful, and it is also one form of the art of taste!" he said, while moving the hand resembles the King Of Bollywood movement.

"Ahh, this Lord always said it should not be glorified! it's always about linking it to art" exclaimed Nita.

"Must dong! right as an Art Teacher must always involve anything with the arts.

All laughed and it seemed that the disciples were used to joking with the Master of Cultural Arts.

And there, a student like not wanting to start, so he immediately moved quickly tore up a piece of drawing book and handed it directly to Shasyania.

"This shasya...."

"Thank you...." The speech made a New person instantly speechless, he stared as a result of being fascinated.

"The fly can go into your mouth!" jolt Dino, while elbowing New's arm.

Instead of being disturbed, he just went back to mumbling, "Perfect really not!" the compliment, "look at that, right? he smiles at me! His smile was a lohh... ezzzzzt really sweet njirrr!" he added, with a feeling of pleasure like a firework explosion on his head.

"Awas.. later hit by the same problem Geonevan... then you know the taste!" dino.

And the speech immediately made Baru immediately turn his body facing forward, he again noticed the Lord who was still faithfully explaining the task.

"First of all you make a six-part box line on a drawing book, and then listen carefully to the words of this Father!! For the first three squares you make according to your direction, one box you make a straight horizontal line, the second part you make a dotted line, and the third part you make a wavy line! like the example you made on the board! and for the other three parts, draw a line with your own theme, just be free! as innovative as possible! gotcha?" pinta Pak Dewa, "and remember! do not use ruler aids! Create a manual from your own hands! Understood?" he asked back.

"Eye sir!" say in unison the students and students in the room.

As usual, when you give the task, the Lord will leave the class for personal matters. And it was on that occasion that the disciples also left their desks, to make a gathering with their respective groups.

The Lord will not dispute this, as long as they do not make a fuss to invite other Teachers into the class.

"Well, the tumbens Nita's face beamed as she studied!" A sarcastic tone came out of Dino's mouth.

"Bacot lo!" ketus Nita, while showing her middle finger, and it was definitely not friendly.

"Not polite! I love one star!!!"

"Ron, this is why the lines I make are not straight! It's so curved like Marline's curves!!!" darel.

"Learn me. You brain people are also tilted! So, whatever you make, the result will never be straight!" eron taunted.

Dariel sizzled, "Sok the straightest! oh-look!! the part you made is also not balanced anymore! It doesn't make any difference to me!!!"

"My hands are also not very straight, even neater to have lo Riel!" timpal Nevan, and at once Dariel probed to see the work of his friend.

"Oh yes!! although you are famous for being smart, but not all works that you make perfect ends yes!!" babble Dariel, he just realized, if it turns out a Geonevan is not that perfect.

"If all my fields can.it's called superior!"

"And if Nevan is superior, I'm sure he won't be in this class!" sahut Eron's.

"Where is dong?" darel asked curiously.

"In other countries, he was told to make amazing discoveries!" mellifluence Eron.

"Yep!! and even if I'm superior, then I also might not want to hang out with two people like you!" sergeant Nevan, but all that was just a joke between the three of them.

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