“Here we are. Finally, after a long time. Do you remember when we last camped?" Adrian said as he parked his Jeep near our campsite. "Not too long ago, a year, I think." He nodded and unloaded his stuff. “First time, miss?” “Well, yes, but I've done some camping before when I was in college. I love this place. Isn't it dangerous to camp here?” "No, there's always police in this area and I think we're not the ones camping. See there?" My twin replied, pointing his finger towards the other side of the lake. There were at least four other tents standing and on the other side some fishermen are waiting for some fish to eat their bait. “Here…” I handed a pair of binoculars to my teacher. "We've informed the nearest police station about our camp, in case of anything. So don't worry, this isn't the first time we've camped here." I explained. She smiled at me and placed the binoculars on the stool we had brought. The afternoon passed without a hitch. The sun and the cool breeze complement each other, combined with the serenity of the trees surrounding us, the blue sky above and the tranquil green lake. How wonderful and peaceful it is to hear the whisper of the wind as the birds fly free, singing their songs. Every time the breeze blows gently across its surface, the water creates a small wave. I love seeing this connection. There is so much to learn from nature, I couldn't agree more with this and the best part was that precious moment shared with two beautiful people. An understanding brother full of love and affection. A teacher who cares about causes and reasons that I have not yet explained. They manifested in my life to know their meaning. It means in those cases that I ignored. The meaning... in the center of the card ......ped for an unknown reason. So, I thought to myself, this is an amazing painting. The student was very gifted and so I asked Fauzi who had painted it and he mentioned your name which was not yet familiar to me until the day I first taught your class. ““How romantic…” said Adrian, eager to hear further details. “But which painting do you mean because, as far as I remember, I had few left there.” “Eyes of an eagle. You called it. Don't you remember?” “Oh, that… yeah… of course.” “It's a great job, darling. Believe me. So that day I discovered the name and face of this talented artist.” He explained while ruffling my hair. “Wow… he's very interesting and I find him sweet.” Yes, and after that came many unpleasant stories... as I told you... I think you already know some of them." "So, all this while you keep complaining about me to your brother, huh?" "Once in anyway... who else?”