Pain(Tings)
Chapter 12: Breakup!

After packing things in a hurry and being forced indirectly by her father to live in Japan, with her mother's family, Sita gradually adapts well to her new environment.

Often Sita gets difficulty in getting along in her school environment. Not to mention the foreign language that is now a habit of Sita while living in this Sakura flower country.

During the last two years, Sita was still friendly with Widan. Even his best friend has been accepted at the Jakarta Art Institute. Widan did plan to be serious about the hobby he was engaged in all that time. Sita is proud of her for that. Although they currently only have meetings online, Sita is grateful for this.

At least, Widan never forgot him.

After finishing his cauldron eyes this afternoon, Sita was invited by one of his faculty friends to visit the "Tokyo Metropolitan Teien Art Museum" located in Meguro.

The person who invited Sita was Hideki Yogaswara. An older brother at the Faculty of Management who likes art. Not infrequently, Sita and Hideki discuss many things about art in their spare time.

"Yuk, Sit," take Hideki to her.

One thing that Sita should be grateful for is the presence of Hideki who feels like an older brother to her - reminding her of Adya - also Hideki is of Indonesian-Japanese descent, so that makes Sita not feel alone when she knows that she has a friend who is one homeland with her while studying in Japan.

Sita's unemployed. He walks with Hideki to the campus parking lot. The ringing of the device makes Sita reach into her pants pocket and see the call id that indicates that Widan is the caller. Sita receives the call while still walking along Hideki.

"Widan! Where the hell are you going! I don't know if I'm heavy!" sita shamelessly.

There was a loud noise from across the phone. Sita clucked lazily as well as blushed in embarrassment because she revealed her miss spontaneously. "This is the greeting sentence that I miss the most from a Sita Parwari," said Widan.

Sita got into Hideki's car and muttered without a sound that the one who called her was Widan. Hideki nodded, indeed the man had known the relationship between Sita and Widan since they were familiar to be friends.

"Haha, anyways, you will miss the same weight as me. Especially in Jakarta there are no creatures as fun as me, right?" cananda Sita's.

"That's more fun than lo that's a lot. But it seems more annoying to me anyway, lo tetep champion."

Sita hissed, unabashedly developing her smile. "Lo emang most can yes, make my mood up and down," he said.

In Jakarta, precisely in an apartment close to the campus, IKJ. Widan laughed at Sita's words that sounded sulky. If only he had the courage to catch up with the girl in the land of people, it was certain that he would not feel the tight feeling of longing for the girl he was used to.

"Lo's still working, Ta?"

Sita who got the question smiled wryly. If you can be honest, Sita really misses her habit in painting. Even to just vent his feelings. He took a breath before answering. "Six this month, I haven't held a brush yet."

How many times Sita tried to calm herself, that anxiety and helplessness made her weak. His breath is hunting.

Hideki glanced at Sita. He was busy dividing his focus on the highway with Sita beside him. "If crying can calm you down, do it. Let's just say I didn't see it." Hideki spontaneously extended his hand to rub Sita's head.

For a moment, Sita was stunned. His stomach feels cramped. The same Debaran he had once felt, was back in attendance. But not because of the same person. What ... My feelings have shifted? Sita shook her head in a hurry. Hideki immediately pulled his hand and refocused on driving. Although occasionally, the tail of his eyes still watched Sita who was staring out the window.

...•••...

For artists who prefer the flow of naturalists and reality like Sita, visiting the Museum in the Japanese Garden is an attraction. Museum of Art is located in Meguro, has a traditional garden that is highly appreciated by the Japanese people and foreign citizens.

After arriving at the museum, Sita and Hideki as well as several other artists and art curators, were briefed by a museum staff.

"Before proceeding with the passage of this sentence in the Museum, I would like to remind you that we are prohibited from speaking loudly and using cell phones. You have to pay attention to your phone, set a vibrating or silent mode to protect the work on display" he said.

It is summer in Sakura. Therefore, when Sita saw the seasonal miniature around the Museum's Traditional Garden, the beautiful green leaves make a comfortable feel for her. He elbowed Hideki's arm. "Eki, actually in this museum, contains anything at all?" tanya Sita whispered. He ignored the museum staff who told him about the various regulations in the museum that made Sita feel bored.

"In it, there are works of man-made art combined with nature. So it has its own charm and is quite different from other types of art," explained Hideki, whispering reply.

Sita nodded slowly. He lamented the museum's ban on visitors from taking pictures and films and touching protected works. Not even allowing him to sketch existing artwork. "Sadly," Sita hissed. He's shuffled from his entourage.

After pulling over for a moment, Sita was annoyed. His lips continued to grumble his annoyance. Hideki chuckled softly at the childlike behavior. He took the initiative to give Sita a matcha ice cream that was sold in a shophouse, near the museum.

"Welcome, Ta. Not just seen," Hideki said as he extended his hand holding ice cream to Sita.

Sita, who initially cheered at feeling abandoned around the museum by Hideki, immediately took the ice cream given to her. "Arigato¹," he said softly.

Hideki nodded. He ruffled Sita's hair back now, becoming as usual. "Hmmm..."

"Gomen², I had a bad time thinking about you," Sita honestly.

"Iie³, you don't have to worry. I am happy to help you feel better" Hideki said with a smile.