All About You
Trouble

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"Why do we have to have sponsors? I think we can afford it with financial problems. If we do not ask for help from grandfather, it is easy. Don't bother kayak gini, nyari company here and there to be a sponsor." they sat in a meeting room at a branch office of Nikolai Corp. After Angga submitted a proposal of cooperation to his best friend, Andra.

"It's really just you? or just papa doang's son? didn't you? there's Om Gara's son too. If we ask grandfather for help, what are the thoughts of his children Om Gara? Papa just does not want later there will be social jealousy between our families. And that's not good."

"Part of the cost to participate in one race is not cheap. We have to spend money to make a team, not a vehicle as spare. Not to mention the cost of engine repair and spare parts. Maybe if for once twice a race papa can afford. But don't you fight it once or twice? especially if you enter the qualifiers, it can be many times."

"If we use sponsors, everything is borne equally. From logistics to even the smallest things. We do not need to bother thinking about accommodation as well, everything has been taken care of, without us spending our own money."

"Oh, what are the ends of the money?"

"Yes, .. You think the ultimate goal of all this is what? yes money. If you qualify you will get a lot of money, let alone enter the top ten and become a champion. Just wild racing you get money, let alone official races. What kind of shadow will you get after this?"

"Yes too?"

"Yes, but the road is definitely not easy.if now you feel you have the ability, wait until later after you meet other racers. You will find one time where you will feel the least potential. Because what? because there will be a lot of racers above you, they are more proficient, more expert, not just able to master the track."

Rania took the father's explanation seriously.

"So, not only can you master the vehicles you need, but everything."

Rania looked to nod her head.

"And all you need is focus. Can't think of anything other than training and racing."

"If that's for sure Pah." the girl made an okay mark with her thumb and index finger.

And on the sidelines of the conversation, the door of the room suddenly opened from the outside, and two people entered afterwards. A woman they recognize as a secretary and a strange looking tunggi bestelan suit man.

White-skinned, dark-brown, which is certainly not from here.

Rania frowned, and she instantly recalled the incident just moments before. That man who almost got involved in a collision with him on the highway on the way to this building.

Abojiimm!! smoga he doesn't see me! inner Rania, and she slightly retreated to the back of her father to hide herself.

"Good morning?" Dimitri greeted and he extended his hand to shake hands.

"Morning." Angga answered his greeting.

"Pak Angga, this is Mr. Dimitri, a representative of the central Nikolai Group located in Jakarta. He will handle our current cooperation." the secretary explained.

"Good." Angga nodded his head.

"Everything has been discussed before with Mr. Arfan and Mr. Andra, right?" Dimitri turned to the secretary.

"Already sir, just signing the deal."

"Alright, please." the young man hinted to them to sit down.

At first glance he glanced at the girl behind Angga who looked awkward. Dimitri slightly frowned when he saw the style of dress that was not like ordinary girls. In addition to her cute face with milk coffee brown hair that seems to be the result of hair dye, her appearance is like a delinquent. Who only wore riped jeans, sneakers and a tight black leather jacket.

Like I've ever met. he murmured in his heart. But he lost his mind when he remembered if he had first visited Bandung again after a few years in Moscow.

"And this is my racer Sir. Her name is Rania." Angga pointed towards his silent daughter not moving one bit.

Dimitri looked up, and he stared at the two people before him in turn.

Hopefully he doesn't recognize me. Inner Rania anymore.

"really?" the young man was surprised.

That cute little girl is the racer?

"I thought it was SPG?" Dimitri chuckled a little. "Or umbrella girl Maybe?" said again.

"No sir, he's the right driver." Angga repeated.

"Oh, .. wow." Dimitri chuckled again.

Damn it, I counted umbrella girl?

Em**that I'm so cute, huh? think SPG too? Diiihhh.... Isn't that cool?

Rania raised one corner of her lips up.

A map containing some documents submitted by the Secretary to Dimitri, whose contents were quickly read by the young man.

"His deal you've read?" dimitri.

"It's sir."

"Okay, so you've agreed with everything in this agreement?"

"Yes sir."

"Is there anything you'll add? Maybe there's something you want? because everything is definitely going to be at the facility by our company."

Dimitri glanced, and occasionally stole a glance towards the petite girl beside the man. He looked indifferent and waited bored.

"Maybe it's a mechanical team problem sir." Angga replied.

"Yes?"

"Can I add some of our trust mechanics to this cooperation?"

"Oh yeah? is that really necessary?" Dimitri leaned his back.

"I think yes, because they are the ones who understand Rania the most. And can be sure to be invited to cooperate well."

"Hm... " Dimitri seemed to think. Once again he glanced at the voiceless Rania since his arrival in that space.

"But everything we decide? including some rules for drivers, as well as the deal you read in the documents?"

"Yes sir. We just need a team that's been working together for a long time."

"Well, if that's the best thing, I agree." he started to sign the papers in his hand, then handed them to Angga after he finished it to be signed by the man, too, also Rania the petite racer who she thought was SPG and Umbrella Girl.

"Well, you'll get a copy in the next three days, anything else?" dimitri.

"No sir. That's enough." Angga.

"Well then, may this cooperation be equally beneficial for us."

"Good sir. Thank you." they shook hands, and after that Angga said goodbye.

Dimitri was still standing there with his mind still trying to remember where he had seen the girl, because her style looked familiar. But still he doesn't remember.

Huh, you silly! his mind, and he giggled at heart.

"Sorry sir?" the secretary broke her daydream.

"Yes?"

"The next meeting at the Preanger hotel was with representatives from Tagamon Construction to discuss the construction of a new toll road."

"Oh yes, ..how much longer is the time?"

"A little over an hour, sir. But because usually the road is jammed so it seems...

"Yes, yes I know. I'm leaving now." Dimitri is also moving.

"Mother knows the place? is it not better to get a driver?"

"You sharelock, "and he's out of the building.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

"So did the meeting? kirain will have a lot to talk about.?" They walked towards the two motorbikes parked in the courtyard of the building.

"The process was finished long before you knew."

"Oh yeah?"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes, and the process is handled by Om Andra. So you just take it easy."

"Ah, ..asiik. papa is the best." Rania rushed up to her father and hugged him.

"So, which other favors will you deny? I'm afraid you're still not following Papa."

"Oh, like a lecture on a lecture?"

Angga just rolled his eyes while wearing a helmet on his head.

Meanwhile Dimitri appeared and approached his car parked on the other side.

"That... who owns this company Pah?" Rania pointed to the young man.

"No, that's his son."

"Papa know who has?"

"Know."

"Times?"

"Grandpa's cousin."

"Oh yeah?"

"Hm...

"Cool euyyy..."

"Yes dong, so from now on do not macem-macem, let alone make trouble. Because you'll make papa the same old man ashamed in front of Om Satria."

"Om Satria?"

"His father is that man."

"Oh... Why is his son bule?"

"Yes, his father is also a bule." Angga nodded towards Dimitri who was about to get into his black car.

"Cock?"

The young man seemed to frown as he looked at the red motor parked there. And he was very familiar with the thing, which was almost involved in an incident on the highway, he would not forget let alone the incident that just happened this morning.

Dimitri decided to approach.

"Is there a problem sir?" Angga asked.

"This motor?"

"Yes?"

"Who's got this bike?" asked the young man, and he circled the red CBR to check it out. He was convinced that this was the same motorcycle that had almost collided with his car this morning.

"That's...

"Where's the guy? and he has to be taught a lesson, he got away with it, but it's impossible now." Dimitri looked around to find the red biker.

"meaning?" Angga.

"I'll make sure he doesn't get away." Dimitri continued to gibber, and nagged in a language that none of them understood.

His name stopped as he glanced at a red helmet in Rania's grasp, which he instantly recognized when recalling the previous incident.

"You?" he looked down at Rania.

Brunette, leather jacket, riped jeans and sneakers...

"You're that girl!" Dimitri almost shouted.

"Sorry sir? what's up?" Angga switched from his motorbike and pulled the princess when he caught the danger signal.

"You're driving this red motorcycle?" dimitri asked Rania.

"Yes sir, why?" Angga answered, and he hid Rania behind his back.

"Hey, su-ka!! this yours?" Dimitri.

"No, it's mine, but he's the one driving, what's the matter?" Angga.

"I will never forget you, you were careless on the road, and almost hit my car!" Dimitri pointed towards Rania.

"Ran?" Angga turned to his daughter for an explanation.

"Ran, can you explain to me papa?"

"Nwg...

"Rania!"

"Sorry!!!" the girl finally opened her voice.

"Why Ran?"

"Sorry sir, I didn't intentionally. Then the father also speeding, where to call again? But didn't it happen, we didn't crash?" answer Rania.

"What?"

"So I'd like to apologize, but the father didn't come out and closed the glass, right? yes already ...

"Blayt'. You are. "he's nagging again.

"Sir ngomelnya use the language of people why, let me understand can continue to answer." Rania with ease.

"You...

"Stop!! What the hell is this?" Angga interrupted the debate.

"What's wrong? you guys ever see you before? where's the?"

"You!" Dimitri again pointed at the girl's face.

"So morning, on the road, it was almost a collision." Rania finally opened her voice.

"What's? how can?"

"Yes, when I'm doing Papa."

"Gosh my god."

"I almost hit this guy and...

"RANIAHAYAAA!!! nothing has caused you any trouble!"

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Seriate...

Hadehhhh.

Rania... Rania.... 😂😂