My Girlfriend Is Not My Match
13. Marveled

The other side of the image that is not known by many people even his parents.

She continued her schooling in Europe, only to finish her hobby with literature.

The image of a beautiful woman, good, unique, interesting, and full of achievements.

but the image covers all the achievements he has from his Two Parents.

no wonder at a young age Citra has had a lot of money, compared to her own brother.

Maybe the Treasure that his brother has is not comparable to what Citra has, which his family does not know.

During his stay in Europe Citra participated in many competitions in the city.

even to the international level, in the field of painting.

so that Citra in dub the girl the king Lukis.

no wonder, in every competition must be the best work of Citra will occupy the top champion, no one can match to the master of this painting king.

even the paintings did succeed at auction with tens of trillions of dollars.

please count in each painting yes that successfully sold at a high price.how much wealth Citra.

Even the results of the sale of the painting, utilized by Citra by building a Painting gallery in Europe, not just one gallery even has branch into Three.

The image of recruiting all street children who have a literary hobby,

teach them how - how to paint very beautifully.skill and discipline.

Imagery can be said to be a very cruel teacher to his students, but that does not mean he does not love them. does not mean they are not considered family by image.

Citra is a High-ambitious woman, in fact she does not want to accept her Papa's offer to lead the company.

but a promise is a promise, an image can not refuse his Papa who has tried to give up his only child to guide his dream.

But his Papa did not know that Citra while studying in Europe with a major in Literature, he also took part in business college.

as far as I know, Citra is only a literature lecture, but the image of a lecture with 2 majors.

At the time of Citra graduation he deliberately did not tell his papa, so that the Papa did not know everything he did.

Covering up with meetings, all the achievements he achieved during his time in Europe.

The business that he is doing is increasingly there is progress.even paintings, paintings that they make. many buyers are not only in the European era, even to other countries.

many come to visit their gallery.some even want to meet directly with the owner of this gallery.

Yet the Citra confidant only told her that the owner of their gallery, was not in the country.

Many people who want to meet him in person, even famous businessmen also want to invite Citra for dinner.

Even everything is a fantasy for them.

not as young as they had imagined, only to meet the country's top painters.

Until your hair whitens even your skin wrinkles, if the Boss says it can't.

whoever it is, can't pay his time with money.

A very wonderful woman, does not like money by paying her time.

not only Hobby painting, imagery is also a hobby of photographers, mountain climbing and even surfing.

this woman has a hobby of draining energy, even lives onceian.

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When Citra went to Japan, she saw a teenage girl, sitting on the side of the road crying while hugging her legs tightly.

I saw that this woman was deeply wounded, not her wounded body but her heart.

I approached him with a lot of heart.

" Hey, what are you doing in the middle of the night wandering around by yourself." the image speaks the language of the country

he was silent, still drowning his face in both knees.

" Alright, you don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you."

the image tried to convince the girl, but the girl was still talking.

just silent silence, sounding occasionally sesugukan, due to fatigue crying.

" Don't cry, you're not alone I'm here, you can tell me why you're here." the image with heart - heart stroked the girl's head gently full of affection.

slowly the girl calmed down, she raised her careless face, her two eyelids that looked very swollen, her face that was so pale.it seemed like she was not eating today.

" Fear I'm a good person, I just want to help you, I happen to want to go to the hotel where I'm staying.why are you here, are you in a maslah." I tried to guess from the face of the woman

" I was kicked out with my stepmother." her bals still sobbing, powerless considering all her stepmother's treatment.

" He kicked me out of his house, and I was just an orphanage child they adopted just for the purpose of baiting, after they had a child, I was treated as a maid in his house, not even a meaning would I be in love if my work wasn't done."

still with tears streaming down his cheeks, with his eyes

I who heard such a long explanation, could not feel how painful this girl's life was. I was moved and shed tears, could not bear to see her suffer.

" Will you come with me to the Hotel, I'll feed you, and I'll treat you, it looks like you're not well."

trying to convince this girl.

he just picked up the sign he agreed to my invitation. With all my heart, I helped him to get up, took him in the taxi I was riding.

arriving at the hotel I told him to clean his body that looks dirty.

she rushed to the bathroom, I gave her a pair of clothes to wear, because this girl did not carry a single item except the clothes she was wearing.

don't forget I ordered food, for two, because I haven't had dinner either.

after she came out of the bathroom, I saw she was fresh but still sad, we took turns to take a shower.

when I took a shower, the food I ordered finally came, we ate together in silence

no one tries to open up a conversation, like they feel awkward.

after finishing eating Citra ventured to ask again.

finally, the question has begun to be able to talk.

sweet girl, named Devita sari. actually she is from Indonesia.

both of her adoptive parents took her in, and took her away from her city to this country, until she was 20.

his last education was High School, but he had an interesting hobby.

at length he told all the stories, a life that was so painful, sad and very difficult for him to survive.Even the school he had to work hard to pay tuition fees.

I was deeply moved to hear all of her stories, so strong was this girl to survive.

God loved him, even until recently, until he graduated High School.

I wholeheartedly offer a job at my gallery.

" Do you want to work?"

" Yes my sister is desperate to work, if I don't work how can I survive."

" Good, you want to work in my gallery, but not in this country, considering your hobbies and ideals it's perfect for you to be there."

" Is that all true?"

" Yes, if you want, we'll go there tomorrow, I just happen to be vacationing in your country, I'll stay there by going to college there."

" Okay, my brother trusts you."

I finally saw the sweet girl smiling

*******

Yes, she is the sweet girl Devi I found in Japan, crying lamenting her fate.

now she's not that whiny girl, even she's now a dependable artist, in Citra's gallery.

He had taken all sorts of exams, even with his patience he had successfully passed them.

now Devi has become Citra's confidant, Citra's right-hand man.

Whatever happens with his gallery, Devi will report it quickly.

if there is a sudden meeting, even the turnover is increasing or the painting stock is decreasing, the image will come and tell all his employees.

now Citra has a number of employees of approximately 150 people.

sweetness and discipline from Citra make Devi amazed to his boss.

Amazed by all the achievements he had at this young age, even fate was so in line with him.

she's a girl born with a golden spoon, a destiny so in line with her life that she's even a very kind girl.

Devi is very determined to find the right person at that time, now she has started college and deepened her literary world.

devi's admiration for his Boss, is his biggest motivation to be able to rise from his slump all along.

the story of him in the past has now been made into a series of paintings that are so beautiful, even attracting all eyes to see, but unfortunately Devi gave the painting to people who are so meritorious to her life.

she was Citra, the great girl whom she nicknamed the painted king.

But the image does not sell it, he displayed in front, so that when the guests enter directly see the painting, displayed in the Museum owned by the gallery.