This is my choice of Sweet Brownies
Daydreaming the ends of seeing the painting.

After a long time Ardi and Ni Luh chat while eating delicious food at the cafe Ronji they also came home.

"You wanna stop by my cigarette first?" ask Ni Luh

"Hmm I still want to walk the road first around Ubud.other times yes, besides you are busy I do not want to disturb.thank you have invited me to Ronji. Next time to Denpasar yes, we eat sea fish"

"Okay deh.later klo dah want to leave I dikabarin ya"

"Ready.sampe see you again.success for the store"

Randi hugged and kissed Ni Luh's cheek. He stepped again, forgetting to wave his hand.

Randi stepped and stepped.unknowingly he entered and traced Subak's path. A small road that only fit a motor. Right left of the rice field, he passed through several small shops selling souvenirs.

"Hello sir, welcome to the shop" the sound of a souvenir seller from inside the store.

"Hi sir, please come in" there was another voice this time the Balinya accent was clearly heard.

"Thank you for walking" Ardi said with a smile.

"Ooh I think bule.mari enter the clay pack" said the mother of the souvenir seller.

"Yes.lain time.."

This is me on Subak road, he just realized his feet have stepped in this direction. Oh ga far from here if there is one cafe on the edge of the rice field. His name is Cafe Pomegranate. It's a funny name like a grenade. Ardi has long wanted to try to stop at the cafe said the juicer seger.

Right also, how far he found beside Subak street was a cafe shaped like a large white tent. Aah.cakep once with small lights scattered around the tent.

Ardi stepped in. And he chose to sit in front of a wide expanse of rice fields. Because his stomach is still full he only chooses drinks. Ardi chose Lassi. A type of cold drink originally from India, a mixture of Yoghurt and Honey there is also Pomegranate fruit in it.

The afternoon breeze began to blow, some ducks had started to walk neatly down there and headed out the rice field to go home, behind him an old grandfather followed the duck duck steps. At the end of the paddy field there has begun to see night lights lit from a wooden house.

Ardi sipped slowly Lassi drink while enjoying the beauty of the afternoon in the Ubud. Birds fly fast towards their nests in the trees up there.

Not for how long...

"I thought I might catch you here.." Suddenly someone reprimanded him from behind. He felt the touch of his hand on his shoulder.

"Hi!.lho ko see you again..Where are your friends?"

"They are already behind the hotel.so I want to give you the cashier money, yesterday I owe 100 thousand.when I squirm down.lho it was Ni Luh who sat alone.eh it turned out to be true as well. Can I sit down?" rebecca

"Come.I'll relax again. The air's good here"

Rebecca also joined Lassi's drink order.

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It turned out that their conversation was coming in and filling in..Ardi who is lonely so interested in the story of Rebecca's experience to start from looking for inspiration in Bali to fall in love with the romantic atmosphere of Ubud, the plan stayed a few months until finally it was 15 years in the United Kingdom.

Half an hour later.

"Rebecca can I see your painting?" ask Ardi.

"Would you like to see? ayok can.we boncengan yes, I use a motor Scoopy.my house outside Ubud tapinya. It's great that you're going to play in my house" Rebecca replied

After paying for the drinks they left the Pomegranate cafe.

"Where would I take you in the back" said Ardi.

"Ok can.dont crash ok" Rebecca said

"Hehe..most also go down" Ardi tied his long hair and wore a helmet prepared extra the same Rebecca.

Rebecca bells behind, he was just sitting ordinary but over time his body docked to Ardi's back, he began to hug Ardi. And Ardipun felt the warmth of Rebecca's body behind him.

Rebecca asked Ardi to run his motorcycle straight on the highway and out of the Ubud area towards the Bedulu area near Goa Gajah. It is not too far from Ubud. But Ardi was very happy with the trip. Count releasing turmoil and confusion in his heart.

Through a little Goa Gajah, Rebecca gave an aba to go to the left to enter the small road.

Not far from the highway they arrived at a house. Beautiful house in Balinese style. There is a little terrace room to sit in. Ardi parked his motorbike beside the house and together entered the yard of the house.

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"Lho.so siArdi you didn't bring it home?" tanya mbok Tantri welcomed the husband who had just entered the house. His wife welcomed in front of the house confused no Ardi in his arms.

"He said he still wants to walk in Ubud.ga what he would know the way home.let's not stress on the beach here and here"

"Oh yes.our land has been sold said Wayan.next week the buyer wants to Ubud.we both have to go to Ubud sign the front of the notary" continued the old man.

"Oh good news! Thank you very much if that's the case.dah lama also yes we market ga salah.."

"Yes, I wash my face first.cape mbok.mau sleep"

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After finishing the merchandise in the store..Ni Luh tried to call her best friend again.

"Hi..I call from earlier ko ga lifted.again busy huh?" ask Ni Luh.

"I know aja deh ni people.I have a special guest at my house.ini we again want to enter the house"

"Who is the special guest? Ubud Radja?"

"Ardi's your friend." said Rebecca briefly.

Eee..ko how? where did you meet?"

"So from my guest guest's anterin I stopped by Pomegranate, uh Ardi was there.chat a conversation then he wanted to see my work.ya skarang we are here"

"Hey.dont play around with him please.you do not macem macem yes" said Ni Luh hope.

"Yes ga lah.lagian Ardi just want to see my work.calm mbok.ok ntar chat again ya bye" Click.lantak turned off Rebecca.

Ee this is the child.basic! smoga he doesn't bother Ardi, kasian siArdi don't get hurt again his heart.

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The Bedulu area..

The Bali Rebecca house has two entrances. One went straight to the bedroom and the other to his office. Rebecca opened her study and let Ardi in.

"Wow!.crazy.much because of you.I went in yeah"

"Come in.please enter" Rebecca proudly invited.

Several large size paintings are plastered on the wall. dozens of medium and small size paintings are neatly arranged standing on the floor and leaning against the wall.

"This is being made rich but almost finished yes" Ardi pointed to a painting standing in a sketch.

"Yes.ini order Jakarta people.is actually soon finished but collectors ask for more details he said"

Ar's eyes surrounded the room he didn't think Rebecca was really a great painter.

"Ok you sit down first.I make coffee yes.mau Bali coffee or white coffee?"

"Balinese coffee just let it taste good while ngroko"

"Asik I have temen ngroko.bentar relax aja first"

Five minutes later Rebecca returned with a tray of 2 black coffees and a plate of dried curries.

"I'm gonna take a shower for a second, okay? you coffee first.it ashtray there klo want ngroko"

"Mantau.makasih ya" while lifting hot coffee that smells very fragrant. Bali coffee is famous for its fragrant.

About 15 minutes after Ardi was sick, Rebecca returned from a bath. Ardi was stunned to see Rebecca just in a loose white half-body sweatshirt displaying her navel and black subordinate cloth, again the cloth was tied tight.

"Well, we're talking in the air" Rebecca pulled Ardi's hand. The handsome man stood up and followed Rebecca's steps like a buffalo matched with his nose..

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