DALLAS
CHAPTRE 27

"Lea the painting is so beautiful, where did you get it?" ask me while looking at the flower painting attached to the corner wall of the room.

"Oh that, I bought it in London, you can go there if you want to buy it, I can take you" Lea replied.

"But what flower is it?" ask again. It looked familiar when I saw the flower.

"That's a lavender flower I really like. So I bought it on purpose."

"Geez, you two seem to be a good match. How about after the game, you take Dallas to get around London Lea." Coach Bimo's timpal makes me and Lea awkward.

Keeseokan.

On the night of the international MMA match began. I walked into the ring wearing a red and white robe, with my hands wrapped around a handwrap.

Cheers sounded so loud on my left right, cameras lined up at several corners of the ring. I climbed into the ring, before the bell rang I shook hands with my opponent named William. The match was broadcast live in several countries.

The bell rang and the match began, and I quickly cornered my opponent near the rope and tried to hit him and make him KO.

After a few rounds I managed to get my opponent KO in the ring after a few rounds. All my supporters cheered when I won the match. When I looked at the audience I saw a familiar face to me.

"Because.". "murm.

"Ah what I think maybe it's Dara she doesn't like MMA" I mumbled again. But I looked at him again and tried to look at him seriously whether it was Dara or just my hallucinations.

When I saw it it was Dara. He sat at the end of the chair staring at me. I froze in silence but suddenly Lea from under the ring climbed into the ring and hugged me along with Coach Bimo as well, because I won the match.

I tried to look in the direction where Dara was sitting but she disappeared somewhere. I glanced right and left but I couldn't find it. He disappeared again, but I just found him.

"Ah why should I go back to her. After all we have different opinions, he doesn't like my hobbies where he might want me. He'll only want me if I quit my dangerous hobby." said my heart.

When the game is over, I will go straight to the hotel. I'm waiting for Coach Bimo and Lea who are still inside. I waited in the parking lot and sat in a chair.

"I think it's just my hallucination." I muttered as I held my head with both hands.

Then suddenly someone came up to me and stood in front of me. When I look at her shoes, it looks like a woman. I lifted my head to see who was standing in front of me.

"Dara." I was surprised to see Dara actually standing in front of me I was so happy at the time, and it felt like I wanted to hug her because I missed her. Even though Dara left me for a few years. But it was hard to get angry at him.

But somehow my feelings were mixed up I was suddenly so cold to her. Suddenly I was full of anger.

"Dallas, this is for you!" said Dara while giving a gift to me.

Then I took it slowly. Dara smiled and it reminded me of when we were in a relationship at High School.

"Dallas! Get back to the hotel!" suddenly Lea shouted from a distance calling my name.

Then I ran to the car to get back to the hotel with coach Bimo and Lea. While in the car, I kept looking at Dara from the rearview mirror of the car.

"Geez even we look like strangers. Don't greet each other." said my heart.

"Will Dara be hurt because I just left her? I was sicker when she left me without telling me. Even without the slightest word." said my inner voice again.

Arriving at the hotel I rested while opening gifts from some of my fans and also gifts given by Dara. When I opened the gift that Dara gave it turned out to be a painting of my face. I don't know why I smiled when I saw her. Because I know for sure it was Dara who made it, because Dara is very good at painting.

But when I turned the painting over, I saw a neatly folded paper that was pasted behind the painting. When I opened it it was a sweet message. Then I saw a name written in the last row of the letter.

"Thomas.." I said as I read the name written in the last letter.

"But I'm pretty sure this is Dara's not somebody else's, who's Thomas?"

"When I had met him after a long time, but why when Dara was in front of my eyes I left him. Is my anger starting to return?" I murmured with a look at the window that displayed the night view of London.

The next day at exactly 4 pm I was getting ready to celebrate my victory at a place in London. But the celebration of my victory was not so long maybe only 1 hour.

"Dallas, this celebration is over. How about we just go around London this afternoon?" asked Lea who was also present at my victory ceremony.

Because I was bored and kept thinking about Dara. So I agreed to Lea's invitation.

We both went around London on foot and tasted a lot of food on the outskirts of London. Even I was too happy back then and almost forgot about my thoughts that kept me dizzy.

We were walking in the London Bridge. I asked Lea about where the lavender painting she was displaying on her bakery wall was.

"Lea, where did you buy that Lavender flower painting?" I looked at him who was walking beside me.

"Oh. You want to buy a painting? if I can drive you, let me show you!" lea replied with her cheerful face.

We got to the place where Lea bought a painting of Lavender flowers. It was on the street of London's central square, when I saw the painting, I was immediately fascinated by the beautiful Smeraldo flower painting, blue and white. I know that flower because I once bought a Smeraldo Pendant for Dara.

"Dallas knows him Fin." Lea introduced me to the street painter. He named Fin a man who may be of mixed blood, because his face looks like Indonesian and English.

"Hi, Dallas" I said as I reached out to a painter named Fin.

"Fi."

"Dallas here I bought that Lavender flower painting. Now you just choose which one you want to buy!" exclaiming Lea.

"I am interested in this Smeraldo flower painting" I said as I pointed to Smeraldo's flower painting.