My Ex-husband Lecturer
Chapter 36 The Beginning of the Meeting

The morning was the sunniest day in a city called Metz, located at the confluence of the Moselle and Seille rivers. The city that became the capital of Loreinne is one of the tourist attractions in Paris that most want to visit because it has a nice and beautiful architectural area.

Unlike usual Rian just let himself drown in the sweep of the road so crowded in the morning especially Sunday where a lot of foreign tourists passing by.

That was the first time Rian had met Raka, she looked like a street artist in a crowd of people, many wanting to ask for a photo with her. A truly special treatment for a street artist is obvious - definitely not an artist.

Lamat – lamat Rian approached him. he played a few songs in front of a park on the edge of the river, the place was indeed very strategic. As soon as he heard the guitar roar, Rian became more and more interested in seeing it.

Rian shifted some people until finally managed to try the front row. It turns out that he is not just a street artist, more like a person who just channels his hobby in this city. There are no pockets, or guitar bags that are the place to put money. It was more like a free show.

He played for an hour and Rian faithfully with earphones and novels in his hands waiting for him. Maybe he's the one Rian's been looking for all along. It seemed like he was the one Rian was looking for. Rian is a modern library entrepreneur, this library will be released approximately – sometime next week.

The library that Rian built was not like a library in general, because the contents were only novels and love poems. And the concept changes every week, that's Rian's plan.

After completing S2 at a leading University in the center of Paris, Rian chose to play – play with his idea. This is what first came to his mind. The library. Long Rian waited for him to pack. After it seems that he is leaving, Rian approaches him.

“Include, I'm Rian. I am Indonesian but have lived here for a long time. Can we talk for a minute.”, asked Rian who took him to a nearby cafe right across the street. He accepted with pleasure.

“I love your guitar game. If you can know what your name is?”, ask Rian again

“I'm Raka, I'm Indonesian too, but my father is Parisian, maybe that's why you can't recognize me. Plus this hair. He pointed at his hair that was golden yellow.”, said Raka.

“Ehm. Your face is a little oriental, but your feather side is still there. I until unconscious.”, reply Rian back

“Yes. What do you need to do to talk to me?”, Raka seems to be in a hurry

“I want to invite you to cooperation. Short cooperation.”  Rian told his point.he wanted to ask for Raka's willingness to perform at the opening of his library not far from here.

“Am I paid?”

“Of course. But I see you're not playing for it.”

“True too. But maybe my fans will lose me a lot.”

“My opening is open to the public, so this may be very profitable for both of us.”

Everything went so well, the opening. Even after that, many people visited the library. Rian was very satisfied with his idea. His relationship with Raka is also getting closer, he even often comes to Rian's library just channeling his hobby. He said it was better to play in the room than on the street.

One day he took her to a party. People – people France. It was there that Rian first met his brother. She is a native of France, Rian is confused why Raka can blaster while her brother in fact very similar to French.

He finally wanted to tell Rian his life story. His father was originally from Paris and married Clara's mother, his sister's name. But Raka's mother is native to Indonesia only long gone. Sometimes he often returned to Indonesia, even had lived a few years there with his grandmother and did not want to return to France.

But once her grandmother died, she was forced to return to France until now. He tells Rian that he also has a friend in Indonesia. That's what makes him fluent in Indonesian.

But here they both prefer to use French. Because it is difficult to exchange dialects if – arrives there are French people who participate in our conversation.

Rian became close friends even close to Clara, she was so nice and nice to talk to. Raka also seemed happy to see Rian familiar with her.

One day Clara expressed her feelings for Rian. She said she liked Rian and loved him. True – is true typical of Caucasian people who direct – directly.

Of course Rian refused, because he had no interest whatsoever in French people or anything like that. Since then her attitude changed to Rian, she seemed to force her will. He couldn't accept Rian rejecting him.

“I'm beautiful, why can't you like me?”, that night she was drunk.

Rian finds it difficult to serve her, so the man leaves her with a friend.

Rian also saw them coming together. He just called Rian to try to heat up his – manas but Rian ignored it.

A few weeks later, Papa Rian contacted him. He told Rian to come home because he wanted to marry me to the woman of his choice. Of course, Rian refused, Rian was not a child of the time of Siti Nurbaya who had to follow the will of the father.

“Look at the girl first, just said yes or no. It's entirely for your own good.”

“Keep up what papa means. Here I already have a lover.”

“Yang is right. I know you. Tomorrow I go to France to catch up with you and show me the girl who became your lover.”

“Lewat internet or phone can also.”

“I can't trust you.”

“Papa!”, shouted Rian.

But already, he hung up his phone. Rian was right – really did not run out of thought, just want to tell him this and that.

If Rian does not go to France, maybe Rian will also be told to inherit the school. Rian is right – is really fed up.

That night Rian racked his brain, what if his father knew he didn't actually have a lover. He would soon drag her back to Indonesia and marry the girl he mentioned.

Long Rian thought and despair. Maybe he better accept his papa plan until his phone reads a sign there is an email coming in.

To : Rian

From : Dad

Rian opened his attachment. This is a photo of a petite girl in her 3rd grade High School uniform. Still young. Rian of course shuddered in horror. The decision he made immediately I withdrew.

I was 28 years old when I was told to marry a girl who wasn't even 18. Where can this be. Rian turned his brain back. He thought of her Clara. She's the only – girl she knows well in this city. At least for a while RIan can ask for his help.

Without a second thought, Rian immediately contacted his phone.

“Clara, it's Rian.”, Clara seems happy I called her. Seen from his tone.

“Oh ,.. What was? You don't usually call me.”

“Can we meet tomorrow morning ? in the usual place.”

“Good. Do you want to rethink my feelings.”

“Tomorrow we talk. Good night.”

Rian felt like he was digging his own hole, but this is the only – road he can take if he still wants to play – play with his idea in this city. He is not a typical person who follows a neat life path. For him life is innovation not tradition.

The next day at the promised place. Clara was tidy with the scarf she was wearing. High boots and fur jackets. It's time for snow in this town.

“You want to drink what?”

“Cappuccino only, as usual.” They met at a cafe in front of a shoe shop opposite to Rian's library.

“Well capucino 2.” Clara smiled, probably because I ordered the same.

Not long after their order came, Rian who did not like the stale – base immediately said his point.

“Can I ask you for help?”

“Asking for help ?”

“Hm... can you pretend – is my lover?”

“What ?”, He looks surprised.

“My father wants me to go home to Indonesia and get married. Of course I refused it.”

“Really? Then why should I pretend – pura. Don't you want to make me your real lover?”

“It was thought of later, which obviously helped me. You're the only – woman I know here. If you ask another girl for help. Maybe I'll be hard to negotiate.”

“Alright.”, as expected, Clara can indeed be trusted. He just needs to come to a hotel where my dad wants to meet tonight.

That afternoon they both went to buy clothes that were appropriate for him.

“Rian, this one's only clothes. It's pretty good.”

“Oh well, then I will pay him directly.”

I saw a nod from Clara. Rian leads to the cashier and pays him. It was still about 3 hours away from the time he had promised to meet his father.

Better he treat this girl to eat or just walk – streets around this Mall. He was able to get to the hotel on time because it was located next to him.

“You're done ?”, Clara just showed up.

“How about we go – way first. It's still about three hours away. You want to go to the usual place?”, Tanya Rian continued.

“Looks like I'm nauseous, I don't want to eat anything. How about we go to Centro. There are some I want to buy from yesterday. After that we just sit while waiting for time.”

“Well if that's what you want.”

Rian was astonished, he thought this girl would agree to just walk with him. But thankfully, it's even better if he doesn't have to be stale to please this girl.

Time doesn't feel like a long time's gone. Three short hours, he says. Rian is now accompanying this French girl dressed up in the toilet mall. After that, they just moved to the hotel on foot because Rian had parked their car earlier.

They promised to meet in the hotel lobby. But the papa is still not seen where – mana. He doubted the timeliness of his father. Rian called his phone. There's no other choice, it's 9 o'clock and the papa hasn't shown up. Meanwhile, Clara still has other appointments she said.

A few minutes later, his father emerged from the elevator behind them. He himself, he thought. No he was with his assistant who was behind him. Rian was so surprised that papa dared to come here himself even though papa was the same as me.

He also lived in Paris. But not in this town. He also speaks fluent French. He greeted the girl beside me as if he knew who it was.

Clara let my papa sit. Right – is right as expected, he knows what to do. Papa Rian looks good – is fine, he is enjoying his dinner. Of course, Rian was already cheering in his heart, this won't be long, he thought confidently. Rian thought that he would be free from all of this.

But suddenly a French woman comes to their table and pulls Clara. Rian was confused. Moreover his father who does not know what – what. Rian took action immediately.

“Hey what are you doing with my lover.”, at least just for tonight I will act like Clara is my lover..

“You're her lover? You better pay more attention to your lover. She slept with my boyfriend two days ago. And my boyfriend has admitted it.”, like a lightning strike, this is not just a matter of Clara, even though she is not Rian's real girlfriend but Rian already thinks of her as a friend.

Rian knew his life principles. Rian could not believe what the French girl who arrived – came to ruin their dinner. Especially papa. Rian even ramps – if. Suppose papa doesn't speak French, maybe Rian just needs to tell her this woman is jealous. All so messed up, the girl left after slapping Clara and returning her bag.