All About You

All About You
He, Rania


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Dimitri drives his car to their house, after he does not find Rania when he exits the hotel owned by his Junior High School friend where Reuini's event was held. The woman left the car open with the alarm on and a dent on the door.


He must have been really angry, remembering the sentence he said before he went back inside the building to apologize. Which then makes him immediately know the real situation. And maybe that's also what makes Rania beat one of her friends to almost helpless.


"Bless Zai!!" Dimitri put the phone to his ear, hoping that Rania would answer his call even though he knew it was a futile effort.


For the most part he made Rania angry, and this time it was the most fatal.


"God! I didn't even give him a chance to talk!" the man threw the phone into the passenger seat.


He was stunned when he arrived home and the guards at the gate told him that Rania had not returned since leaving with him earlier that evening, and that Dimitri was getting more confused.


His call was not answered, no message was answered. It's almost midnight.


"Is he going to Bandung?" Dimitri paced in his yard. The time had shown at 23:30 near midnight, but he did not find a bright spot about the whereabouts of his wife.


Rania does not know anyone in Jakarta, there are no relatives or relatives that she knows, let alone friends. The only one she knew was Andra.


Could he have gone to the man's house?


Dimitri then made a phone call. But the answer he received was disappointing, because the woman was not there.


"Surely he went to Bandung. Die me if Rania's right there." she threw her body on the living room couch.


Dimitri then rose. He ran out, and without a second thought drove back to his car intending to overtake the woman to the only place she would be most likely to go if she encountered this kind of problem.


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Dimitri arrived in the early hours of the morning, and the two-story house of his father-in-law seemed deserted. Of course, it can be ascertained if the residents are surfing in the dreamland at this time.


He was hesitant, and also afraid. Realizing that his mistake was fatal this time, his courage shrank, so the man waited in front of the fence until morning, and he had barely slept since he arrived.


The door opened when the atmosphere started to light up a little. Dimitri was flabbergasted and he immediately got out of the car. Got the Maharani coming out with his motor matic.


"The team?"


The man was stunned.


"Where are you from this early in the morning?" her mother-in-law asked.


"Mmm .. from ...


"Where's rania?" ask Maharani later.


"What-what?"


"Where's rania? or are you alone?"


Dimitri did not answer. He knew right away that the woman wasn't there.


"The team?" call Maharani.


"L-yes Ma?"


"Where are you from? by yourself?" the mother-in-law looked inside the car owned by her daughter-in-law.


"Ck! kirain is Rania."


"Is there a problem with Ran?" Angga appeared suddenly, seeing his wife who was seen conversing outside the fence of his house. He frowned when he found the son-in-law who was there.


"No, it's Dimitri. But not the same as Rania." Maharani.


"Where are you early in the morning?" Angga walked over.


"Da-from .. grandmother's house." the man lied.


"grandmother?"


"Yes, last night there was work and stayed at grandma's house."


"Oh, ... Natalia ...


"Rania asked me to stop by to see how you were before you came home." Dimitri.


"Oh yes, ..." Angga chuckles. "We're fine."


"Yes, pah. Then ... I'm saying yes."


"Aren't you going in?" hagga.


"Umm, .. soon there's a morning meeting." Dimitri.


"Oh, ...


"So, .. I said goodbye." said Dimitri again who then greeted his two in-laws, after which immediately left.


Where are you going Zai?


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"Are you sure you don't want to go home?" Andra sipped her coffee at their breakfast that morning.


"Can I still be here?" Rania asked back.


The husband and wife in front of him looked at each other.


"Tante, can I still be here?" he turned to Vivian, but she did not immediately give an answer.


"Om already lying to your husband, it feels doubtful that om can lie for long with him. It's also a pity for Dimitri that you stay for a long time" he said as he recalled the man who contacted him last night, shortly after Rania arrived and the woman begged not to tell him where she was.


"Ah, .. pitied and she went! make sebel. I don't think, I like to misunderstand. He believes more in his friends than I do." replied Rania.


"Why aren't you clear?"


"He didn't give me a chance to say, how do you want me to explain? even apologise for the same nyebelin it."


Andra was silent again.


"Yes, I'm sorry, how long is the business? the kid you beat is afraid it will become a problem later."


"So, the kayak nyebelin people should not think about it. It's a good thing he didn't make me a concussion."


"Good, Rania!" Andra brushed her face violently. "Why are you exactly your papa? hard head down? why isn't your mom getting down?" he said, a little frustrated.


"Oh, it has nothing to do with it. If the self-esteem is insulted, can om be diem? or Vivian's aunt who was harassed will be diem? what is it called selling yourself again? gobl*k."


"Geez!"


"Ups, .. sorry." the woman covered her mouth with her hand, then chuckled.


"Yes .. not really." Vivian open the sound.


"That means that."


"But that's not Rania?"


"Keep me what? run, ngadu while crying like that? not really me."


"God ..." Andra squeaked her temple which suddenly felt pain.


Then Vivian chuckled.


"Here you go, if you still want to be here, it's okay. Stay first. From somewhere else is a danger" said the woman who continued her breakfast.


"Not for long, I'm home at the end of the afternoon."


"Really?"


"Serious about it."


"She's still sprained, but she's going home in the afternoon?"


"You want to run away for a week, just definitely om will not ngijininin me long here."


"Ooo can't."


"Eat him."


"Yes already."


"But don't tell me the same papa?"


"What?"


"On this. I ran away here last night."


"Hhh ..." Andra sighed slowly.


"Father don't let him know, pity him later. Get angry again with Dimitri."


"Yes if you don't want papa you know plus angry with your husband, yes you don't run away kayak gini dong?"


"A day doang om."


Rania fell silent.


"Let's let you here one day, but it's gonna be home."


"It's not a day, but a half a day."


"That last night counted too, oneng!"


"Oh, what about the calculations?"


"Don't long slay people's wives, afraid to be slander."


Rania scratched her mouth.


"Come on Alvi, we're leaving." Andra got up while wearing his suit, then kissed the top of his youngest daughter's head and said goodbye to his wife. Followed by Alvi, his teenage son.


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Rania chose to sit on the back porch while reading dozens of messages mostly from Dimitri's mobile number. It contained especially if it was not the man's panic and concern for him.


He also got a message from his father that he said they were okay, and did not have to worry, also thanked him after Dimitri's arrival at dawn.


The woman snorted, then placed her phone on the terrace floor.


"Misunderstanding is common, but it must be quickly resolved so as not to drag on." Vivian appears carrying a cold drink that she placed next to Rania.


"Same aunt never did anything like this?" the woman looked up.


"Often."


"Times?"


"Well, his name is also household, yes there are often disputes. And it's normal."


"How do you keep on designing?"


"Yes talk."


"But it happens often?"


"His name is also human, to be forgiven and to forget. Yes, again, again."


"Repetition of events."


"Rubber."


"I'm not angry, but just angry. If I like to talk the same as being rude. Like last night, I hit people. I'm afraid it will be the same Dimitri. Would you feel sorry if I hit him?"


Vivian then laughed.


"Love it yeah, you're the same Dimitri. Even if you are sprained, you are still afraid of hurting him because of your habits. So the choice goes."


"But heartache too, because he's more choosy than me."


"And he doesn't know what's going on?"


"I told you he didn't give me a chance to talk."


"Well, you're both insensitive."


"Hum?"


"Emprainsible. You're young, he's too."


"I was wrong?"


"No. You just follow instinct. But it can not be justified also if you choose to run, because the problem will not be solved if avoided."


"Yes too."


"So don't be angry for long? sin."


"Hu'um." Rania nodded her head.


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"Rania is in my house." Andra put a cold canned drink in front of Dimitri who now has legitimately become his superior.


"I can't bear it for long" he continued, who all day saw the young man was moody and looked dazed. He was lucky to finish his job at the end of the day.


"It's only been a day like that?"


"What's? but last night I said ...


"Just let him be, your own fault anyway?"


"Why are you lying?"


"He asked for it. He's upset with you."


Dimitri was silent, he could not deny that.


"Obviously he was angry and acted that way, someone abused him physically and verbally. If I were in that position, he would do the same."


"Next time ask first the cause of one's anger, do not immediately judge without cause, because there will be no smoke if there is no fire. But your actions last night showed that you didn't really know your wife." Andra with her scolding.


"Hhh ..." Dimitri just sighed softly.


There was nothing he could use as an answer or rebuttal.


"You too are your wife, lest anyone try to get close let alone tease her."


Dimitri was speechless considering what the woman was doing last night when she said about the women who tried to tease her, which she was not aware of at all. Maybe that's what Rania did. Take care of herself when she does not get care of her husband.


But he said the woman's attitude embarrassed him.


"God! my mistake was absolutely fatal!" Dimitri covered his face with both hands.


But then he got up and walked out.


"You're going straight home, right?" Andra taught her steps.


"I'm going to get Rania."


"But he said ...


"He won't be angry for long, after venting his anger he will return to normal. Although it might be a little difficult this time to persuade him, but it doesn't hurt if I try."


"Related?"


"Related."


"Later he explodes, keeps hitting you." Andra joking.


"I'd rather he hit than be left like this. It feels like it's just gonna die!"


Andra scratched her mouth.


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And they arrived at Andra's residence after racing through traffic jams and red lights.


Dimitri half ran down from his car, barging through the open front door without permission as three of his residents, Vivian and their two children were playing in the yard.


"Zai?" he half yelled.


"Zai, shall we go home?" he walked every room downstairs to the top floor.


"Zai, where are you?" Dimitri shouted again.


"Zai?" then he went back down.


"He doesn't exist, om?" he told Andra who was already inside the house with his son and wife.


"Rania came home this afternoon." Vivian answered.


"What?"


"Last noon, he decided to go home." repeated the woman.


"Geez!"


"Sorry, forgetting not to tell you" he continued in a sorry tone.


Dimitri snorted softly, then got back in his car and got out of there.


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