All About You
Old Man

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Arfan threw his postel on the sofa, after receiving a report that Galang had dared to visit Hari's residence. Where the princess lived during her college in Bandung.

He rubbed his face rough, what else after seeing the images sent from people telling him when they were close together this afternoon.

"What the hell? just come already angry?" Dygta offered her husband drinking water.

"The boy has dared to visit" replied Arfan who then downed his drink.

"Who? That's wrong?"

"Who else? only he was close to Ara." Arfan with a annoyed tone.

"Oh, ..."

"Haya oh? you seem to know something?" the man looked suspiciously.

"No." Dygta.

"Better right, than they made a pact outside?"

Arfan snorted loudly.

"Sit down first papa, we're talking." the woman patted the sofa next to her.

"What conversation?"

"Anything, there's so much to talk about."

Arfan furrowed his forehead so deeply that both of his eyebrows seemed to be intertwined.

"There's a problem at the resort?" Dygta asked first.

"Nothing."

"Hotel?"

"Safe."

"Restaurant?"

"Currently."

"All right."

"What do you mean you ask like that?" the man was getting impatient.

"Calm down, why are you so tight anyway?" Dygta rubbed his shoulders slowly. Know her husband was in turmoil because his daughter began to act.

"Everything you say makes me suspicious, baby!" answer Arfan.

"Why suspect? I'm not a criminal who's up to something." Dygta said.

"Then what do you want to talk about?"

"Well, whatever, we have a lot to talk about. Ara is growing up, Arkhan and Ann are teenagers, Aksa and Asha are also soon puberty. Pr we're a lot, Papa!"

Arfan stunned.

"How about we start with Ara?"

"Pregnant?"

"Yes. We already know his closeness to Galang right? maybe they're even dating."

"Aarrgghhh! I was annoyed to hear that word, it was certain that they were dating. He often goes alone, he dares to visit your brother's house, and again he dares to come here when I'm not around."

"It was a coincidence that you weren't around."

"Just the same, and it pisses me off. How dare he!"

"Silence, ...

"How can I calm down? a young man approached my daughter!"

Dygta refrained from debating her husband, as he could be sure he would lose. But to let the man stay with his stance was not good either. It would be fatal to the Amara rebellion.

"Ara is an adult. And he has his own desires." Dygta spoke again.

"I know that."

"So we can't interfere with anything right now."

"Yes." Yeah."

"So?"

"What?"

"You're going to keep him close to Galang?"

"You agree he's close to the young man?" Arfan leaned in, unhappy with his wife's words.

"The gutters seem good." Dygta replied.

"Know where you're from? met a few times too." Arfan said it was clear that he would lack support because this woman seemed to have a different opinion.

"It's not hard to get information. As you often do."

"You investigated him?"

"Yes, but from a different point of view."

Arfan speechless.

"I saw him doing well on campus. Works pretty well with Rania's team. His reputation on campus is also good. Even Papi was interested in hiring him in Nikoli Group. And you know, papi's judgment of someone doesn't fool around."

Arfan threw his back on the back of the sofa. He already knew about it. He would not let a careless young man approach his daughter so easily. This young man has good potential. At least that's what he got from the results of his investigation. But still he felt unwilling.

"Don't be too hard on Ara, you know she can't be treated like that, or Ara will rebel."

"You always follow his wishes and he becomes so." said Arfan.

"Which wish? he never asked for anything. He's been obedient since childhood. I'm just playing the role of being the person she needs other than her mother."

"Huh, ... woman." muttered Arfan in annoyance.

"We're just telling him he's been living his youth normally. Just never take the lead off him. We prevent what can be prevented, without having to make him feel the business we're in."

"Darling, I can't be like that. You know me ...

"could. The times are different now, we can't impose the will on children."

"It's obvious you're supporting the boy."

"The name is Galang, and I don't support anyone."

"Yes yes, .. You mother! it's easy to feel impressed by a young man's sweet demeanor!"

"Eh? that young man who is probing justice for my sister-in-law knows? and he's good at it."

Arfan threw his mouth away.

"Obviously he helped Adrian." he muttered later.

"Indeed, isn't he great?" dygta is heating up her husband.

"What?"

"Health them? a good collaboration. One interpol, one hacker. Beginner but already reliable, imagine how good Nikolai Group would be if he really joined."

"Eh, ... How is Adrian now? how many are his children? I heard they live in Geneva." Dygta continued.

Arfan tightened his jaw, and this woman was really good at playing with her emotions.

"Where do you know that he lives in Geneva?" Arfan started to get hooked.

"From Ded when he called."

"And you asked about Adrian?" the man held his body.

"Yes, it just so happens that Ded talks about it."

"What are you asking?"

"Much."

"What?"

Dygta was silent for a moment.

"What?" reset Arfan.

"You're talking." The woman got up from the couch and sauntered up the stairs to their room.

"Dy?"

"Hm ...

"What are you asking Ded?"

Dygta did not reply, he instead continued his steps to the second floor.

"Die!!" Arfan is rising.

"I'm tired, baby. All day back and forth to the twins' school because there was a meeting of the teacher's parents. Like the kids are already in their room I want to rest early huh? if you still have a job, please just finish it." unwanted answer by Arfan, made the man finally give up too, then he almost ran following his wife to the second floor.

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"Sir Lina hasn't come home yet?" Dimitri had just entered the house at almost night. Clarra's impromptu schedule made her come home late again that night.

"Not yet."

"Why? Rania asked to be accompanied?"

"No."

"Then?"

"Inadvertently, fear is non Rania needs me."

"Is he so troublesome today?"

"Not really."

"It ... non Rania ...

"Why?"

"Not done yet."

"Not finished what?"

"In the garage."

"What's he doing in the garage?" the man stopped his steps, then turned to the back of their house.

Dimitri was stunned to find his garage in a mess, as well as equipment lying on the floor. Some spare parts were scattered and Rania's Bugatti hood was open.

"Zai?" call her when she doesn't find her there.

"Oh hi, are you home? kirain's coming home in the middle of the night?" Rania emerged from under her sports car.

"What are you doing?" Dimitri approached then crouched down.

"What did you do to his car?" he stared at the things scattered on the floor.

Rania came out from under the car, with a messy appearance and hands full of dirt.

"Don't tell me you dismantled the machine." Dimitri was a bit doubtful, but the sight before his eyes was enough to make him cranky as well.

"Hehe ...

"You dismantled the machine?"

Rania nodded her head.

Dimitri's face paled.

"Why?" said.

"intentionally."

"Why intentionally? you're out of work!"

"So I checked the car, keep going ...

"This is Bugatti Chiron, Zai."

"Yes, continues?"

"You dismantled the Bugatti Chiron machine just to pass the time?"

"It's not that ...

"I bought it from Dubai straight away, for a dowry and you easily took it apart? what the hell are you thinking?"

"Nothing, .."

"Good, Rania!" Dimitri rubbed his face, frustrated.

"So not living just want me to heat up. Yeah, I checked everything."

"Continue?"

"There's a problem with the machine inside."

"Why?"

"It's probably because I've never been heated. From the beginning I had the most number of times I wore, right? and since here only one time I lived, it was also just a heatin engine doang. After that I was sent. It's almost rusty, but how many months?"

Dimitri.

"Good car too if not used just rusty." Rania got up, then picked up some spare parts and put them back together.

"Are you sure you can put it back? this is a lot you let go of. Check the engine to the side?"

"I'm just curious."

"Curious?"

"I want to know, the fastest car in the world's engine is like that."

"Geez!" again Dimitri rubbed his own face. However, she decided to wait for Rania to finish her work.

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"Done ..." Rania closed the hood after almost an hour of stringing and re-attaching the engine and spare parts of her Bugatti Chiron which she had been dismantling since the afternoon.

"Seriously?" Dimitri who had just returned after cleaning up.

"Do you not believe in my abilities?"

"It's not. It's just ...

Rania starts her car, and soon the roar of the engine echoes inside the garage.

"Isn't it? even the sound is smoother now." Rania was proud, and she was pounding the four-wheeled engine faster.

"It seems that if the modification will be even better?" he muttered.

"What modification? this is already a good know?"

Rania just laughed.

"Don't fuck around Zai."

"No, just one of a kind." he came out, then washed his hands in the sink on the other side of the garage.

"I mean, don't mess with the car anymore. Bugatti design has been as well, both for style or for driving. You don't have to change anything."

"If after I've modified it to be better how?"

"Zai ...

"Why? afraid it won't work?" the woman laughed.

"Your pleasure makes me cringe."

"What kind of skill? now just tinkering with the engine, what else if it's still racing."

"Don't do it."

"Eat him." Rania turned around, and the man was already behind her.

"Have you eaten?"

"Udah. You?"

"Then, with the staff."

"Not the same as Clarra?"

"So ask for it." Dimitri laughing.

"How much?"

"Yes, the staff meeting."

"Oh, ...

"How's the baby today? are they not acting?" Dimitri touched his already visible belly.

"No. It just feels like it's shaking in here."

"Oh yeah? wow, ... why?"

"I don't know, but Reyhan's doctor said it's normal."

"You told Dr. Reyhan?"

"No, but ask me why my stomach is that, and said doctor Reyhan it's normal. Even in other cases there are those from two months. If I may be because I'm not so bad."

"Yes legion?"

"Grand."

"Then what now?"

"Not yet."

"When you see the papa how?"

"What?"

Dimitri smiled widely, then he scooped up Rania's body and tried to reach for the lips that always teased her.

"Darling, I think I should clean up first?" Rania tries to avoid.

"Not already?"

"No, .. That was ...

Dimitri easily lifted Rania up and put her in the sink. Then she scooped her lips at the woman. He took a sip as if he wanted to spend it to the point of being unceremonious. His hands were going everywhere.

"Bak Lina's home yet?" Rania paused her fondling for a moment.

"No idea, no part" replied Dimitri, who returned down the neck of the woman's level.

"Ngh, ... dear!" Rania pushed her husband's chest to stop him. And it worked, but a moment later the man picked it up, then walked hurriedly into the house.

"Sir, I want to say pu ..lang." Lina appeared to say goodbye, stopping Dimitri's move with Rania in a sling.

"Mm ..yeah, okay. Okay." the man replied.

Then Lina quickly walked out of the house before things became more awkward. He shook his head with his face reddened.

The couple in the house continued their steps to the second floor where their room was located.

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