I swifty get the painting and insert it in the my drawer as soon as the knocks get faster.
"Yes, what is it?" I asked calmly.
"Uh, you are already here?" It is Mom's voice.
"Yes."" I answered as if it is not relevant that I am already here.
"Okay, take a rest." She reminded. I felt relieved and turned back the painting.
After a week, our class get so intense and the exams and art activities are too many also our professor's expection from us get increase. This is our last two week then we are going to have a briefing and practice for our graduation. Yet, even it is exhausting week. I can still able to attend at my driving lesson every weekends.
Charrie and I, only had a chance to talk every break. It is because we only have a limited time.
While we are talking, Charrie asked me to accompany her in the mall. I am tired, but I still say yes. I found out, that she would just buy a clothes for the exhibit this week. I didn't remember, because of school and I can't believe that time really pass goes by. I helped her find a perfect dress for her. I took so much time in finding for her but still we managed to get a fancy black dress. We also go at the restaurant to eat.
We talked, and had a conversation about what will be our life after the graduation. Though, my life are already set up. I still want to change it, maybe universe can help me or someone can help me to escape. I want to cry but what is the sense of my tears.
"I want to build an art shop." Charrie announced. I know that this is the fifth time she told me about that, but I am still fascinated about her plans.
"Dad will surely fund it for me." She said and I can see the proudness in her eyes. I gave her a smiles showing that I am really happy for her.
"I am looking forward for that. Hope your shop will be successful." If she succeeded, it is like I succeed too.
I am just gonna watch her, In my dad's office. I will be lock up in our company and that is for sure.
She thanked at me and eat more. After we ate, we decided to go home. We both tired but at the same time happy.
I just realized that after one day the art exhibit would be happened. I hope someone will bought my painting it would be a big help for the foundations that I chose to help.
Our company will be our ambassador and Dad always make sure to use my skills. But it is unfair at my part that after he used my skill I still benefit nothing. He would not allow me to work abroad. I really don't know what to do after college. It's sucks, big time.
Then, the time came. It is the day for the art exhibit. We hired mens who will carry my two paintings at the venue. I watch them, to make sure that the two paintings will not be destroy or even have a small scratches. I had a months to finished those. Except that they are big, I kept focused on the detail and the meaning of both painting. It is really hard to do because I only have a limited time to do it. I have to divide my time for school and for this painting.
I promised to Dad that I will finish it, as soon as possible because I want to be part of prestigious art exhibit. I love to show my works and earn from it and help others. By the God' s guidance I made it and finish well.
"Moriya, you still have two hours to prepare for the event." Mom declared when she stand beside me.
I nod at her as a response and then she gave me a way to go back to the house. Though, I am still worried about the paintings.
When I went inside my room, I decided to go to the bathroom to have a bath. I know after I took a bath there will be someone to help me for preparing.
The make up artist, I just watch her do a make up for me and waited to finish it.
After, everything are done. My parents are bit well-dressed. I received a call from Charrie, she told me to meet us on the venue. I know that she already knows it because of her Dad.
"Are you ready?" Dad ask as we get inside of the car.
Mom is beside me and she whispered something in my ear. "You look beautiful." She murmured.
I was about to speak up when I realized something. I ask the driver to not start to drive. I went outside the car and go back to the house. The maids are looking at me and I heard Mom calling my name.
I directly go at my room and get the painting. "Oh my gosh." I forgot you, I said while catching my breath. I put it inside the bag and make sure no one will saw it inside.
I ran and go back in the car.
"Moriya, what happened?" Dad seems so curious.
"I'm sorry, I just forgot something in my room."
Mom look at the bag I am holding and thank God she didn't ask me what is inside of it.
I get relax, as we are arriving at the venue.
I am excited and proud because of the painting. I was smiling while looking outside at the car when Mom announced something.
"I think, Daile and his parents will be there too. Look at his Instagram post. They are in the exhibit." She said very clearly.
"Oh, Mori. You will not feel boring there." Dad teased.
I took a sighed and remember that they didn't know about what happened between us.
"Of course, I won't. Charrie will be there too." I replied and suddenly my mood change.