DALLAS
CHAPTRE 28

"Oh that, that painting I can't sell, because it's not mine." suddenly Fin the painter banned it. "Why Fin? if not yours, then who's it? lea was confused.

"You haven't come here in a long time to buy my painting Lea, so you don't know that there's been a new painter here for 2 weeks" Fin said.

"New painter? so your stall is next to the new painter?" ask Lea again.

"Yes, if you want to buy that, wait a minute he's buying paint, because he's out of paint" Fin said, focusing on painting.

Then Lea and I waited for the owner of the painting, maybe 10 minutes. When I was busy looking at the painting, before long the owner of the painting came.

"Lea, that's the guy, her name's Dara!" sahut Fin on Lea. Immediately I fell silent after hearing Dara's name. I turned my body around, to see if it was Dara or just the same name. But it was Dara. I saw Dara walking towards us who were waiting for her.

"There are people who want to buy your paintings!" exciting Fin.

The atmosphere at that moment was so awkward I froze. When Dara was getting closer. We even looked at each other.

"Dallas.." said Dara slowly.

"Well! Do you know each other?" timpal Lea's.

But not a single answer came out of my mouth or Dara.

Every time I was away from Dara I missed her, but when Dara was in front of me somehow anger always appeared again in me.

"Lea, let's go have a meeting tonight at the hotel." take me to Lea for a break.

"But you're going to buy this painting

Dallas, buy it first." Lea replied as she looked me in the eye.

"No, I didn't buy it!" I said again holding Lea's hand and pulled her away from the place.

As I walked while pulling Lea's hand, Dara called my name and ran over to me while carrying the painting I wanted to buy earlier. But I kept moving forward, pulling Lea's hand. But still Dara did not give up she kept calling my name and trying to get close to me.

I stopped walking and slowly let go of my hand which was tightly grasping Leah's hand.

"Dallas's... Wait, I-this just take this painting, I give it to you. And I'm glad to see you again." exclaimed Dara as she gave me her painting.

I kept staring into her eyes, as I kept staring into her eyes. I don't want to miss my chance to talk to him about why he left without telling me for years.

"I'm going to take this painting, but I don't like to owe anyone, so you have to come tonight on the tower london bridge, after that I'll pay for it" I told Dara.

Dara didn't answer my question, she just froze. Maybe a little surprised by my invitation.

"Dallas, if you don't bring money, I can pay it now with my money!" lea said offer me help.

But I didn't answer because it wasn't about money but it was my plan so I could talk to Dara and ask her a lot of questions that I had kept in my mind.

That night came, I waited for Dara in the tower London bridge, while waiting for him I looked towards the river on which many tourist boats were enjoying the night view of London from the boat.

Before long Dara arrived before I thought Dara would not come. But it turns out he's coming. We both stood facing each other.

"Are you serious?" ask Dara.

"I'm serious, I'm not lying I'm gonna pay, what's the price of the painting?" cold answer.

"Dallas, I know you never joke. I'm sure you want to say something to me." said Dara while giving a serious look at me.

"Yes right, I want to talk to you. Why did you leave me without telling me? You never even returned my message. Why Dara? If you don't like me go in a good way so I don't have to think about you anymore" I said filled with anger.

"Is it because I'm a boxer, an MMA athlete so you hate him?!" i said again.

"Why should I tell you? Who am I in your heart? Did you forget we broke up Dallas?" dara answered with teary eyes.

"You should remember, I don't like your profession as an MMA fighter Even now you're a famous fighter and it makes me even less like it."

Dara's words made me worry and hurt a little, because Dara didn't like my profession.

"Why are your eyes glazed? I'm sure you still like it. You want to come back to me, you're happy when you're with me."

"I've forgotten about you, even I already have a man and maybe I'll stay here forever with that man."

Dara's words surprised me, it turns out Dara already has another man. I used to think Dara would never forget me but she turned away from me.

"Lying is all a lie? If your words are true, you will not shed tears before me." I said with teary eyes.

"It's Dallas, it's late I have to go to the store to get some paint, and you don't have to pay for the painting. I gave it to you."

then he walked through me and left me.

But I stopped his steps and called his name.

"Because wait.." I said.

Dara stopped her steps and I approached her.

"If you hate MMA matches, why did you watch them that night when I played?" my many.

"Because I have to give you a painting from a customer. He couldn't watch your match because he was sick, so I had to give it to you that night. I hope you keep the painting, because he's a little fan of yours."

Dara left me. I felt broken and it felt like my heart was falling apart

It turned out that easily Dara forgot me, whereas all this time I always kept my heart for her, even I was willing to wait for her all this time.

That night I thought and thought about it all. I'm happy to be able to do what I like, I'm happy because I'm an MMA fighter and get a lot of fans. But when I'm alone I'm lonely and I always feel like no one wants to hear me complain.

Should I stop? to get Dara back to me?

I keep thinking should I leave my profession and find another profession or do I stay in this profession? Then after a long night that made me keep thinking about those two decisions. The next day I decided which decision I would make.