My Girlfriend Is Not My Match
The presence of strangers

Citra sent Jonatan's money to his account as agreed.

After Citra finished sending the money, he did not go home immediately. Go visit his office.

How many days he did not enter the office, miss the crowded atmosphere, miss the office children who rama.

Before entering the office, Citra first visited his gallery, right next to his office.

He opened the large glass door, and many people visited his gallery, some of the paintings have been sold.

But Devi's voice surprised me, it sounded she called out half a yell, a little run scattering into my arms.

"Gue misses the same, you."

"Hmmmmm........"

"is."

The image is still.

"Oh, yeah. Someone wants to see you, he's interested in your painting. So he wants to meet the guy."

"Who, Dev."

"It must be in men, handsome again."

"this, if your handsome eyes immediately sparkle Dev."

"Yes, dong if you don't want to let me do it, yeah."

"Is..... I see you!"

"Udah go meet him. In your painting place, yes, Cit."

"Alright, it is." said Citra with his lazy.

Want to not want to be found, so lazy image today. But he can't be selfish, the system is king. So it must be well served.

Arriving the image in the room where the painting he on display here all. There are many paintings of his on the walls of the room, even if all eyes see the painting is full of meaning and meaning.

So it is not easy to buy the painting, what else at such an expensive price.

Only the rich could have such a beautiful painting.

Even Citra paid a fortune just to make a face painting of the richest man in America.

"Good day sir, how can I help you?" say Citra politely.

"Jiang!" greet the man who has a sturdy body structure with a brief.

"I want to meet this painter, can you please send him here."

Without looking, the man had wrongly ruled over the man, whom he claimed was the owner of the painting and the owner of the largest gallery in Europe.

"Sorry, am I the owner of the painting, sir?" citra said sincerely

If facing a soul buyer patience Image increased to 180° degrees.

However, if faced with her employees, the image will turn into a world-famous woman.

The man was surprised, immediately turned around apparently at the order of the owner of the painting. She caught him with the painting.

Flhasback

Inside the painting is seen a beach, has a large sand. seen many coconut trees not far from the sand of the beach.

if you look ahead, there is a mountain growing many trees. It looks like a forest.

It looks like the sun will sink in the north-eastern horizon, so beautiful the light looks kemera - berahan mixed into yellow - brass.

On the beautiful beach there are two pairs of adults. Looking towards where there are two small children playing sand beach.

Jonatan remembers very well the pair of adult men were his Father and Mother.

she's going to be her mother's best friend again.

At that time they were on vacation together, at the age of eight years while Jonatan was five years old.

They play beach sand, like a child who does not understand anything.

at the sight of this painting, Jonatan again remembered his meeting with a little girl who was so sweet even at that time Jonatan liked it very much. Until now Jonatan did not know what the real name of the little girl was, because her parents called her Princess.

She missed the little girl so much, for so long she searched for the little girl's existence. No one knows where the girl is now.

As he looked at the painting inside this gallery, he felt like he was about to reunite with the girl.

The flhasback

"Sorry, sir. Are you looking for me?"

At once Jonatan was surprised from his daydream.

"You." They were surprised

He was the man who helped Citra when it was caught in the rain at the station on the side of the road.

Thanks to the help of this man Citra did not freeze due to the cold.

"Ehh........ Sorry to be surprised." Citra said ahead

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay."

"You have something to see me about."

"This is your painting, huh?"

"Yes.......right!"

"You're not selling this painting, I want to buy it?"

"I'm sorry, I don't sell this painting. Because this is just one I made."

"If you make it why it has to be one, it can be made again."

"Sorry, yeah. Mr. Jonatan I made the painting do not use duplicates, so if my painting sells, the owner is just him in this part of the world.

I never made a duplicate, sir.

Like the one in front of this gallery, there was only one in this world.

Why don't I sell Mr Jonatan?"

"I'll pay whatever the price, as long as you sell this painting."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jonatan I don't need money sir, if you don't sell you can't insist that sir."

"But this painting means a lot to me."

"But this is still not sold sir."

"Please, lah. You sell this painting, I've been looking for it for twenty-five years."

"Twenty-five years, sorry sir, this painting is still five years ago. So this is not a historic painting in this gallery.

The historic painting in this gallery is right in front of that sir, he's fifteen years old.

Even so this will not be sold sir, this will be on display in front later."

"Aren't you going to sell this painting?"

"No, sir."

"Good, lah. You'll see later how, I'll get this painting!"

"Well, just do how capable you are to get this painting.

Just so you know, your money won't be able to buy what I don't want it to.

And you should know, I don't need your money no matter how much you have and no matter how rich you are, I'm richer than you.

Your money only applies to you not to me.

Whatever way you do to get this painting, you can't.

you paid a professional thief to steal this painting. With a blink of an eye and with a matter of minutes you can make me a bum.

You remember it was good - good my talk.

Excuse me!"

With so much annoyance Citra left Jonatan, who was glued to warah he was so surprised to see the anger of Citra.

Like dreaming in broad daylight, lectured by women in broad daylight.

It was like Jonatan was sweating coldly, looking at the fury of such a fiery image.

*it turns out there are still women as perfect as him.

He can't be paid for anything

He is not even interested in money

Even he dared to oppose me.

How dare he.

He has great courage and courage.

The look in his eyes was so heart-wrenching, so sharp. There is no fear in the least.

There are still women like her in this world, already beautiful, independent again*.