Chapter IV : New Life
Landscapes in Shire are wonderful, it’s like a heaven in the
middle of the war, there are many riots but usually show up around midnight but
at morning until evening, everything seems so peaceful, I honestly not a loner
type of human and i like it here that there’s this young kid named Batta Elham,
she is shy and follows me so quietly like a spy while i act as if i didn’t saw
her behind me, so funny everytime i think about it. One time and continuously i
paint the best landscapes’ angles on my canvas and Batta looks at me as if i’m
the canvas, don’t know why but i really feel comfortable, she is like a little
sibling figure to me but i sense something else that i never had felt before.
As time goes by, one morning she woke me up and showed me this new place she
had found in Shire, the trail is pretty dangerous but definitely worth it after
i saw it all, this crystal clear water lake with a ruined cottage at the edge of
the lake, and there im thinking about decorating that cottage and making it to
be my studio, where i can sit peacefully paint the difficult landscape there on
my canvas. Batta and I begin to talk to each other not just awkwardly looking
at each other, she talks about tales she knows during her time in Greece when
her parents were still alived, I’m like a diary to her and i feel comfortable
about it, and just like what i said before, she is a shy one, i try to paint
her on my canvas every time she plays around the lake but she always caught me
and later she tries to get a wet soils anywhere then throwing ‘em on my canvas,
literally ruining everything but it is something unique about her, you have to
be smart around her so you can be a good friend and could memorize her. One
night, everyone was in the house, in the shire mansion including Johanne and I,
the Elham elders are so friendly and they treated Batta so nicely, probably
better than her own parents after i heard about dark stories of what happened
to Batta when her parents got angry, it was time for dinner and everyone are
gathering around the dine table, mrs. Elham and Johanne cooks together and
serves it very well, im sure mr. Elham and William Shire are a very lucky
gentlemans. Around midnight, the riots are getting rare and it relieves the
Elham family since they’re the new people here, we are definitely afraid if
newcomers are targeted as the new victims by the insane people who created the
riots, im sure Johanne worked really hard to stop the riots by working with
another companies and this is a good thing because it could ease her works on
continuing her husband’s career, just like me, she hates competitors, she
prefers allies.
On
that midnight, I saw Batta sitting with her grandmother also known as ms. Elham
and was taught about how to sew well, i see that she’s a quick learner. I was
cleaning my useless furnishings so i can paint things easily without these
shitty stuff surrounding the box i really loved filled with my painting tools,
all of sudden i heard a little girl’s screams, i knew it’s Batta’s, i quickly
ran outside to the garden and saw her jumping and jumping as if she’d gets a
new painting tools, well.. if she’s a painter like me, I asked why to ms. Elham
then Batta ran to me and told me that she’s getting a new bedroom for herself
with her own balcony, she’d have to wait for months to get the bedroom done
already and she asked me this special request, she asked me to paint her new
bedroom and to accompany her waiting for the bedroom to be finished, I
definitely accept her request while the incoming months would be a huge times
for me to get a new job.
I heard about a new art college nearby, its pretty far away actually and i
might have to rent a living place nearby there than staying here in Shire
mansion with Elhams, but i need to fulfill Batta also known as little Elham’s
request on staying here as her friend, maybe teaching her few stuff about
painting, i gave her canvases and she was really excited about it but later got
pissed because she keeps getting failed every time she tries to paint me on her
canvas, what a karma. Surprisingly and without me knowing about it, next week
is her birthday so i gave her a black metallic ring, it is plain but it has
‘little elham’ craved inside it, she doesnt realized it. Its a special ring and
a blacksmith whose a friend to Johanne helped me on making it and somehow i
knew that Batta is so special to me, a really close friend that ill never
forget, i can assure myself that im not a pedophile. Batta looks like she
doesnt likes the ring i gave to her but she keeps wearing it and asked me a
silly question “are you marrying me?”, i jokingly told her that i will someday
then she blushed and smiles, it is really awkward and i never meant myself to
marry her by giving her that ring, its obviously a friendship ring and i even
slip a letter to her pocket when i gave that ring to her, the Elham elders knew
about it and they comments nothing on it.
A
few weeks later, Batta is starting to get better to observe objects she’s going
to paint, first she has to make a sketch, I even had to gave her a materials
and step by step books i brought from Apollinaris art school but actually
these weeks im focusing to get myself out from Apollinaris and assigning myself
for the art college, more higher school and perhaps better salaries, i heard
that there is no supervising stuff for young teachers as long as i passed the
interview test so they could trust me, i mean its a harsh era, thats ok for
teachers to hit bad students and im sure art students are good fellows.
Definitely Im going to miss my annoying supervisors there in Romania and send
them letters of me criticizing the way they worked soon after i got
accepted here.
The
Art College here is called as Gaille St. Hoddart, weird name but i like it, i
like the place, the lecturers, the students, and ive been doing some tours
around here, even the air felt good, the way i always wanted it to be. But
everything went so quickly like the light of the thunder i got accepted there easily,
they said because how i looked seem like a friendly person, a humorous one too
which could make the students feel bright everyday not frightened like the
previous teacher who is now staying behind the bars because of harassing his
female student with his sex vital, literally disgusting. Next week I’ll be
starting on my work there in Gaille St. Hoddart Art College, but i still havent
found a place that is available for rents so yeah im staying in Johanne’s old
place or now is called as Elhams’ House although it’s real name is Shire
mansion. I see that since Ive been starting to continue my career, Batta
starting to be more upsets than usual, she got no friends here and im the only
friend she had, she thinks that im leaving her because she thinks shes boring,
she always had bad minds, bad thinking about new stuff like me heading to the
art college to teach my students there, she even looks like shes no longer
being excited about her progressing new bedroom, she can even choose the color
whatever she wants, she likes dark blue like the deeper color of the ocean, she
likes a white creme bed, a white desk table and soon she is going to be sent to
a boarding school far away from Shire and she’d leave her bedroom, also she’d
leave me too. Good news and bad news at the same time to me, i found an
apartment, the basement is mine, closest to the main door and closest to the
art college, best thing! But bad news, its definitely far away from Shire
mansion, far away from Johanne and her children, far away from Elhams especially
little Elham, i have to make a consistent schedule so i can visit ‘em at my
idle times, so i could say twice a week i’ll visit them and they wouldn’t miss
me too much, and little Elham wouldnt be upset all the time anymore.
My
earnings are starting to get better and much better, my teaching techniques are
making my lovely students become more relax and comfortable, i also feel
extremely proud because my students are getting good grades at the end of this
year, and I met this girl, a student too but not from the art college, she is
lovely and quiet but oftentimes she stares at my left ear and directly at my
eyes, her gorgeous big eyes with thick and dark pupils are frightening me and i
felt something different, she even has a unique name ‘Seanee Sainttis’ but
herself does not recognize religions. Theres a Teachers’ Training College here
and is named as Aldrichster College and its also near my working place also
known as Gaille St. Hoddart, sometimes there’s a meeting between an art
appreciation students with the english literature students from Aldrichster,
and one of the english students is Seanee Sainttis, she has a pitch black long
wavy and thick hair, and a warm skin tone, shes the leader of the students like
the faculty’s president below the lecturer like me of course, I keep asking my
students about her and using an excuse that i like how she became the faculty’s
president or the students’ president of the faculty of course but some of my
students understand me, they knew i liked her, they knew ive got a thing on her
and badly they couldnt stop their mouth by telling her that im hitting on her,
and since then, she's starting to pay an attention to me and giving more
opinions about art appreciation while im giving more opinions about english
literature which is literally a silly thing because my english is really bad,
but yeah bad news of course, I have a competitor and i hate having that but i
also hate losing so of course im going to win Seanee's love.
While in my basement apartment, I keep remembering Seanee's figure and paint
her on my most favorite canvas, cleanest canvas i still kept from Romania, and
the only one. I spent hours just to paint her face in detail on my canvas,
until the next day I failed but i always remember her face, i decided to send
her a letter to her dorm, asking her to go out with the purpose to discuss
about the next college gathering again although her lecturer is the one i
should be asking to but whatever, im chasing her anyway. I spent the days being
so anxious every time i walk through the Aldrichster College and the huge
female dorm, while my competitor who apparently is my own student named James
is also chasing her, but i dont care.. if shes my soul mate, she’d choose me
but i try not to be too arrogant, i have a huge deficiency and its ruining my
figure, my burned left ear. The next day while lecturing in the painting class,
i receive a letter from ‘the president of the english literature faculty of
Aldrichster College’ how official i said and all my students are laugh thinking
about how funny i was while saying it. I opened the letter after the lecturing
and quickly ran to the lake behind the college which is pretty far away, people
called it as Essekt Lake and i choose the time when people are leaving the
place so i could have a quick time just alone with Seanee. I waited for her
there near the lake and bringing my painting tools including my canvas, and
there she was walking with her beautiful dress, not tight and elegant, her neat
black hair is covered by a hat matched to her dress, how beautiful i said and
she laughs, i blushed when i realized that she heard it, i realized that she
might be my first love. I say that it was our first date, we walk through the
lake together, just two of us with my silly tools but shes willing to help me
by bringing the light tools because of course i wont let her bringing the heavy
stuff, what kind of gentleman i am if i let her bringing all those stuff!. It
was almost evening and we finally arrive at the hill facing the lake, pretty
far away from the lake itself but woah the landscape is almost as beautiful in
Shire, I put my canvas down and keep talking with her, then she asked me if
she’s on a date with me, i nodded and she laughs again, i hear and looking at
her while she laughs, i’ll never forget her face, her laughs, how she said a
word or two, im really in love. Since then, we’re no longer talking so
awkwardly about one topic, now we’re talking about ourselves, about her
background and how she got here, how she understands english although its not
her nature tongue but i havent told her about my family, my sick family, not
yet and i see that she’s not brave enough to asked about my burned ear, how i
got it.
Nearly
at the end of the evening, i try to convince her something, that i wanted to
paint her on my canvas for the first time, she laughs again, she literally
laughs a lot and i like it, she always thinks that im funny but i dont
understand and i like it, but then we saw fireworks, we literally heard it
first and its wonderful, its not even midnight yet and its almost next year,
we’re waiting for the right time but im not brave enough to kiss her, just yet
but touch her hand for the first time, touching her skin for the first time and
i feel like flying so high and once again burned, but by the happy fireworks,
oh this is heaven. While the fireworks are still showing up, she stands up in
front of me and staring at ‘em while later she looks at my way and i knew that
it’s a sign for me to paint her, i keep telling her to be patient because i
might be a slow painter but such beauty that she has needs to be immortalized,
she laughs again, she laughs a lot it feels like I'm a fine comedian.
To Be
Continued..
P.S
this was taken from my other site (a wordpress) https://yessiitrian.wordpress.com/.
Am no longer using the site.
Made
on September 6th, 2016
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