Swipe You, Swipe Me
Three of Cups and Seven of Swords

Tara left her coat to the guard at the front door, many people were already in this room. Filled every corner and works in the gallery. They stopped and moved on to other works. The slightly EDM-mixed lounge music plays as a backdrop behind the voices of people discussing lowly from one work to another.

A warm hand landed on his waist and took him on a tour around the room. A few pairs of eyes that had special tags in their left pocket stole a glance towards the two of them. However, the person by his side did not pierce the strange gaze of his partner

"This is the Fetus?" tara said and looked at Genta next to him and then turned his gaze back to the work after they had previously approached other great works of the artist.

Tara's view seemed to be sucked to a point where an irregular sculpture of the size of a ball of casti was moving stagnant and twisted. The sculpture was dark but seemed ready to explode at any time the effect of Aji Harada's realist painting. Shoot when the light hits it.

"What do you think?" Genta asked his opinion.

"I was hypnotized, waiting and wondering when the little thing exploded" Tara said.

"Hahaha, another new perspective," said the person behind them, Aji Harada.

"Harada" said Genta as he pulled Tara beside him.

"I just want to know what this sweet girl thinks while enjoying my work with you" she said. Harada's uncreated voice whispered like other visitors attracting the attention of those around them so looked towards her. "Why do you think it's going to explode?"

Tara smiled at Aji Harada, "just hoping that the sculpture doesn't stop moving or that she will destroy herself. When everything stuck, it seemed like there was no other choice but to explode and disintegrate. Then, keep moving the only option."

"Thank you, Miss?" Aji Harada extended her hand.

"Tara," shook the hand that got a kiss on the back of his hand. He's surprised.

"Good fun, Miss Tara. You're in the right guide" Aji Harada glanced at Genta. The artist passed towards the other crowd.

"That person, is very confident, yes," whispered Tara towards Genta.

"Maybe, that's the artist's side. Knows no boundaries and is free. Come on, let's continue the tour."

"Hahahaha, this is my wayward student!" Aji Harada exclaimed as she spread her hands. Everyone began to turn their eyes towards the artist who was hugging a man near the entrance.

***

"If only briefly I take your class, it turns out you do not forget me Evil Lecturer," added Rendi who was greeted with a heavy laughter typical of Aji Harada.

"How can I forget that students who know they are late will destroy my new sculptural medium. How you doing, son? And look who this beautiful woman is?" Aji Harada patted Rendi on the back then turned her gaze to the woman on Rendi's side from head to toe.

"It's amazing to be able to meet you, and this is my friend Sofia," Rendi introduces Sofia who looks stunning in Jamrud's green dress wrapped around her body.

Sofia reached out her hand to shake hands with the artist.

"Hello miss Sofia, I hope you can handle this man."

"He's not too hard too handle, sir," Sofia laughed as she covered her mouth.

"So, gorgeous." praise Aji Harada. "Ah, I'm sure you will connect once with an employee in this place," he said. "Can you imagine what kind of person could influence me to change my own name because of his views?"

"I can imagine that person would definitely not be an ordinary person," replied Rendi.

"Later I will arrange we can one table together and spend the night with a long discussion that is exciting" he said excitedly. "Liet down and take your lady around enjoying the exhibition."

Rendi walked and walked around. Sofia was sticking next to him. He was swept away in a work of art that lay all over the room. The arrangement of the location, the arrangement of the light and the determination of certain points as climax make this whole work as a slick unity. Until a hand felt on his arm.

"You're so sick," Sofia pouted.

"I'm sorry, I was just washed away" Rendi said. He knew they were both working in the arts but this woman's interest in art was completely different from her level. Really put art as his profession, not his passion.

"You don't see any more amazing artwork than this?" sofia's skin is like a shining porcelain exposed to the spotlight of a display lamp.

"Where?" tanyanya polo's.

"It was before your eyes, you insensitive base." he removed his hand from Rendi's arm which only laughed a little.

"Ehm, test," he tested the loudspeaker by flicking his finger. "Good night to all the invitations and connoisseurs of this little sculptor's work." he chuckled with a light laugh in the room.

"Finally after a dozen years of not returning home, I can hold a small party with my brother sekampung.. Yeah, yeah we're all here. My brother," he added. Her curly hair swayed as she swept through all the rooms through her eyeballs. Catering waitresses started to get around circulating cocktails until the champagne so Aji Harada picked up his glass offered by the MC.

"I was honored when my village still remembered and accepted this little boy's show off work," his face frowned in agreement towards someone from this room.

"Tonight, I call it Cycle, circle," he began his explanation. "We can see, all this lousy work surrounds us. It's a journey that can't stop, no. While, this Fetal point continues to move," pointed Aji Harada at his work that really became the center of interest in the room.

"Of course, every work will always increase through this Fetus, not so Genta," Aji Harada raised his glass. So even someone named Genta raised his glass. "He was the pastor, hahahaha.the pastor who baptized my Core into a Fetus, "he said.

Rendi looked at a man named Genta who was smiling towards Aji Harada. Next to him, a girl in white clothes stood up. The girl was not clearly visible as it was partially covered by the man's body.

"I hope he worships well, does the Reverend?" chandelier again. "It turned into a fetus when Genta explained, of course I shook at that time. I feel like a work can evolve into a new concept and isn't it a work of infinite art?" the boisterous room approved Aji Harada's statement.

"I'm sorry I talk too much" he suddenly covered his mouth with a surprised expression. "Today at the top of the show, it has been three days that my children have stood up - until sore they said," Aji said in a whisper. "But I'm sure, there's not enough admiring them. Please enjoy the rest of the night, while the fetus continues to move. Good night." The applause rang unceasingly until Aji Harada got off the podium and crowded with a group of people.

"Mr Rendi?" ask an event organizer from the gallery.

"Yes, right," she responded.

"Let me show you your desk with a partner, over here," Rendi followed. So did the people in the room start to move into the dining room from the gallery.

***

"Hey, you're fine," Genta glanced at the worried-looking Tara.

"Yes, I'm good," Tara sipped her champagne relieving her nervousness.

He knew that the possibility of meeting Rendi tonight was bound to happen. In fact, he had tried to calm down all day by drinking chamomile tea and giving encouraging suggestions but faded instantly when he saw Rendi embrace the artist. Stomach heartburn.

"Let's go to the dining room, I get a chance to have a table with Harada" he asked enthusiastically. Tara according to him, the important thing is that it can make him not meet with Rendi.

"Tara, there's something I want to tell you" he said as he walked to their desk in the other room of the gallery.

"Yes?" Tara glanced at Genta who rubbed the back of her neck.

"Emh, you're beautiful tonight. Very pretty," he said.

"Thank you, Genta. At least I'm not bad to be with you tonight," Tara humbled.

"No, you're amazing. Thank you, Tara. I'm sure, Monday tomorrow all my friends will ask about you" he said.

"Why are you being so honest?" Tara laughs.

"Ah, I don't know. Why am I like this?" ask him to yourself.

The tables where the gala dinner will take place begin to fill. The sound of chairs being dragged, the clanking of nudged spoons rang out in between everyone's conversations. At the table Aji Harada seemed to have been sitting neatly a man and woman who were cool chatting with Aji Harada. The conversation came to a halt when he saw Genta and Tara approaching his desk.

Aji Harada stood and surrounded the table approaching Genta, "let's join. Rendi, this is the priest I'm talking about."

Rendi and the woman with him turned around to welcome the arrival of Genta and Tara. Tara was surprised, as was Rendi as they exchanged glances. The possibility of meeting Rendi might be unavoidable, but the one table with it was not on the list of possibilities in Tara's mind.

Sofia who was surprised by this unique coincidence then looked at Rendi and Tara alternately. "Tara, long time no see you."

"Ah, this lady already knows each other," exclaimed Aji Harada looking at the two beautiful women alternately.

Wrapped his hands on Rendi's arm wrapped in black tuxedo. Sofia knows, Tara and Rendi are no longer together, then it is not wrong if he holds Rendi. "Let's join us" he invited.

Tara looked back at Sofia and turned to the circular hand on Rendi's arm and looked at Sofia who had put on a smile.

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