All About You
Compromises

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Dimitri turned off his car engine right in front of Satria's house. He decided to go to his parents for an opinion. Perhaps they can think of a solution to the problem they are facing right now.

It was easy, Rania decided to withdraw from the race this season, choosing to keep her pregnancy until she gave birth and took care of their child. At least until the child can she trust her nanny to someone else. Only then did he return to the world of racing that he loved so much.

He loved her so much that he was able to defeat her love for her husband and children.

But things weren't that simple for Rania. Everything is closely related to the dream he has long wanted to achieve, the ideals he wants to achieve, and the effort that has been more than half way and almost complete. Only live the last step left on the achievement of the championship title.

What you can do, the race is Rania's world before they met, so no one can stand in her way. Not a son, not himself as a husband, not even anyone. And that he understood very well.

But the practice is not as easy as the theory, which now he really feels. It used to be easy to say that Dimitri would free the woman to still achieve the dream, while he would support from behind. But in fact, seeing the situation like this, he obviously could not allow it.

"Where are you from?" Sofia asked, as her son was about to enter the living room where they used to chat.

"From home." replied the son, listless.

"Rania?" the woman looked behind her son's body.

Dimitri was silent for a while, then shook his head.

"Is there a problem?" Sofia then asked.

"On that ...

"Come in, son." Satria emerged from the direction of the stairs. "Honey, why don't you take Dimitri in?" continued.

"Ah, yes. Until I forget." said Sofia who then pulled the child to enter.

"How far have you been preparing for the position?" Satria started the conversation.

"That's ...

"Andra just called papi, he said everything is well prepared for tomorrow, only you have to prepare yourself."

"I know, Om Andra said it before she came home."

"That's good, so you know what to do?"

"It's a pih."

"Then how's Rania? isn't he leaving for Argentina tomorrow?"

Dimitri was stunned, he just remembered that.

"It's certain he won't be able to stand by you there?"

Dimitri did not answer.

"It's okay, each one has interests that can't be delayed. You're with your work, and Rania with her work. Let him live out what he aspires to first. There will come a time when he will just spend all his time with you."

"But the problem ...

"Just talk about how it should be. Don't use emotions, you'll regret the end." Satria patted the child on the shoulder, she felt that something had happened. But he did not want to go too far into his son's household. Open the portion again to do this.

"At this age of yours is indeed a time of selfishness, and feel self-interest is more important than anything. Which if not addressed properly it will cause many arguments that are not clear ends. But, your position as a husband, and your older age certainly requires you to better understand Rania."

Dimitri stuck his head.

His father's words were correct, and he felt regret for having followed his emotions just a moment ago. He should be calmer and able to face the attitude of Rania who he already knew if the woman was stubborn.

"But Rania is stubborn, Pih." Dimitri.

"You guys got into a fight?"

The man nodded his head.

"Are you fighting it hard?"

"I snapped at him, ...

Satria held her breath for a moment.

"And yell at him."

"I didn't mean it, I was Mom's emotion." she replied later.

"That's the point of being patient, so you can refrain from making mistakes. Whatever the case, as much as possible do not yell, let alone yell at your wife. Treat him well."

Dimitri grunted softly.

"Now go home, try to speak carefully to him."

"But I don't know the problem, ...

"Just talk first. Maybe she was crying because she was sorry. While you leave him alone. In the new house, without anyone accompanying him. Where's yourfeeling? You don't know how broken your heart would be if you saw someone you love crying." Satria.

Dimitri closed his eyes, his patience should indeed be improved. And this was the first time he had to give up on everything. There is no such thing as a stronger and more powerful man. There is no term of the position of the husband higher than his wife. And no proverb of women should submit to her husband, for it is a mere theory.

"Well, I'll go home" he said as he got up.

"Wouldn't eat first?" tawar Sofia's.

"No need. Maybe he'll remember preparing a meal for me." Dimitri chuckles bitterly. What an absolute impossibility, he thought.

Don't eat, he never shows attention.

But Dimitri thought again, wasn't that woman from the beginning? then what's the problem? isn't that what made him fall in love with her? the strange girl who is different from most girls?

Ah, .. My position is all wrong! he murmured in the heart.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ ...

Rania stared at the wall clock that had shown at 10 p.m. Then he turned to the food on the table that was already cold. One container of rice, a plate of fried chicken and one plate of green vegetables that he knew how to cook. The cuisine is simple, but for him it is full of struggle. Although it almost failed, but the existence of video sharing sites turned out to be useful for those who do not have the ability like women in general.

And proven, a Rania can learn other things besides about the engine and other motor vehicles.

She chuckled to herself as she recalled herself up to three times checking the ricecooker to be properly attached as pronounced by her husband. So that the cooked rice is cooked perfectly and can be eaten.

"Your father seems really angry," Rania touched his stomach. "Maybe he won't be coming home tonight" he said.

"Well, it's okay, let him be." Rania got up, then went up to her room upstairs. Want to rest his body that feels tired after preparing his needs to go to Argentina tomorrow morning. Like his promise to Angga when they telephon ria this afternoon.

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Dimitri arrived after about an hour's drive. The distance of his parents' house is not too far, but his reluctance to go home makes him buy a lot of time. Deliberately stop by his parents' restaurant in the city center, to eat and just spend time. Without thinking about his wife, because she would definitely order food whenever she was hungry as she had always done. He arrived at almost midnight in his dark new home. He only had the patio lights and garden lights on.

Ah, .. he forgot, this big house does not have a guard or even a special caretaker. The many things he had to work on made him forget some important things. Moreover, the inauguration of the jabantannya will be held tomorrow afternoon.

Dimitri entered the house where every room was already dark. He quickly headed towards the stairs, but his steps came to a halt as his tail caught something in the dining room.

The table above is placed several closed containers, which pull the steps to get in there.

Dimitri exhaled loudly at the sight of what was on the table. The food seemed to be home-made, it was believed from some dirty furniture in the sink.

Impossible! muttered.

Then he checked the trash cans under the cooking counter, there were no traces of food packaging messages between the usual when they were still in Bandung. There are only pieces of vegetables and garbage from raw spices that seem to be processed by themselves in the house.

"Oh, .. She must be waiting for me to eat together!" he muttered, then he immediately ran to their room on the second floor.

Dimitri could not help but feel moved, the woman had tried hard to do many things, especially for something she had never done in her entire life until this adult.

And he was very sure, if what he did earlier was very difficult.

Dimitri approached the bed where the woman was already curled under the covers, with the AC blowing violently blowing cold air all over the room. Making her laugh a little, because she remembered that Rania was used to living in a place with cold temperatures.

No matter how angry she is, it turns out that Rania is still able to win her heart back.

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