All About You
Rania's Punishment

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Dimitri sat on the back porch, watching Rania and the returning children arrive the next day. By bringing kites and other games that he never even knew.

The woman even laughed out loud with the children and seemed to enjoy the games they did. Her white skin had been flushed in the sunlight yet she did not care. Rania is passionate about her own world.

"Well, you guys don't want to give up once? marbles I live two seeds, you know?" protest Rania who crouched down with a marble in her hand.

"Where is playing marbles? it can't be."

"Once a day, Dit. I also want to win" said Rania again.

"Steh if you lose and the marbles run out again can buy in Afif, he marbles a lot at home. There's a bucket."

"Times?"

"Really."

"You bought a lot of marbles?" Rania turned to the other child.

"No."

"Where do you keep getting it?"

"Yes, because you keep winning when you play."

"That universal life is you?"

"Yes is it."

"Don't we buy our own marbles because we lose?" cibir Rania's.

"It is not a loss if the money is much, five recovered thousand can be half a bucket."

The woman is cheating.

"Partially if winning the race is not money anyway?"

"Yes, get it." Rania answered.

"Much?"

"Many of them."

"Much what?"

"Mmmm ...." Rania thought.

"Can I buy a car? or a single drum marbles?"

"More."

"One truck?"

"More Afif!"

"So how many?"

"much. To the extent that you can buy whatever you want." said Rania who then sat on the ground where they played.

"If you get a lot of money from the race, why even stop? don't you think I'll get no more money?" chirp the other one, with the mauge.

Rania fell silent, then turned to Dimitri who was not far behind her. With a laptop and a mobile phone that has been busy since morning.

"You ngaco, where are there pregnant women who race motorcycles? search dead!" knock the other one.

"Can't it be the same?"

Rania just smiled.

"Now it's more fun playing kites with your same marbles than in the race." he then laughed.

"Can't you step down? at least until tomorrow?" Dimitri was heard conversing on his phone connection.

" ...

"No, I think maybe it should be reviewed again before the deal is signed."

"...

"No way, I can't ...

"...

Dimitri snorted in annoyance.

"Wait until tomorrow maybe?" Dimitri. But the man rubbed his face, and poked at the base of his nose which suddenly felt pain after hearing the answer from across.

"Alright." he threw his back on the back of the chair.

He again noticed his wife who was still busy playing with children his younger brother's age.

"Zai?" the man got up.

"Yes?" rania replied while looking up.

"I have to go."

"OK," Rania expressionless.

"This afternoon."

"Yes." Yeah."

"To Dubai."

The woman was stunned for a while.

"About three days."

"Oh, .. okay." Rania answered.

"You seriously still want to be here?" the man was convincing.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Wouldn't you like to go back to Jakarta?"

"For what? it's alone there again, right? just mending here."

"You can go to my mom's house and stay there."

"No, I'll be wondering a lot. I'm males."

"Not going to."

"No way."

"Zai, ...

"You want to make me?"

"Mmc ...

"If that's why I'm going back to Bandung. I will not hesitate to answer if for example papa and mama ask questions about us, and they must understand. But if the same parents you are afraid later I will be called impolite. Same as in-laws?"

Dimitri pulled and exhaled slowly.

"Alright, it's up to you." she finally relented.

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"I'm just worried. Are you gonna be okay I'm staying here?" Dimitri almost got into his car after making sure his luggage went all in. Though only a bag contains several pieces of clothing and laptop bags for work purposes.

"What?"

"No, hehe." the woman then covered her mouth, while Dimitri looked at her with a deep frown.

"Well, did he say he had to go after the plane? uh forgot, there's Dimitri airlines, right?" he chuckles.

"You're seriously not afraid of me leaving?" said Dimitri who felt a little upset because he did not see the look of sadness on his wife's face, but they will be separated for several days.

"Why should I be afraid? what do you want? work right? not going on vacation with another woman?" rania replied, by the way.

"Zai!!!" des*hny, frustration.

"Yes, yes sorry. No really. I'll be fine don't worry. Where do you want to go? it's safe here."

"Hmmm ..." Dimitri muttered, turning to the fence as the motor stopped and the door opened. Then there was a face that two days later was known as the grandson of the villa guard.

The man rolled his eyeballs, scruffy.

"At least just between meals." Rania understands her husband's dislike when he sees Gaza taking in his grandfather's duck bike.

"Hallo, konnichiwa. (good afternoon)." The young man got off his duck bike.

"Mom told me to take lunch." he picked up a totebag filled with food as he walked towards them. "Change again to your brother's place, maybe go home at night."

"Okay, thanks Gaza." Rania accepted it, and a smile fell on her lips.

"Good." he bowed as usual. Then Gaza tilted its head towards the back where the sound of carefree children could be heard.

"It's just the kids playing." Rania explained.

"Oh, .. I thought ...

Dimitri wrapped his hands around Rania's waist and then pulled her until they almost docked.

"Okay then, .. I'm home. Ambu said it should not be long." said Gaza.

"Okay, thanks."

"Sama-sama." the young man returned to his duck motorbike.

"The Japanese are called Gaza." Dimitri mutters.

"Why indeed?"

"And if the Japanese are a typical name."

"He is a descendant. His father is here, his mother is Japanese."

"Just the same."

"As for you."

"Well, I have to go, too. Om Andra is waiting." Dimitri said goodbye.

"Hum, okay."

The man looked at her fixedly.

"Snap, he said he was leaving." Rania took off the man's hand which was still wrapped around his waist.

"Not until you say goodbye." Dimitri in a soft voice.

"Okay, good-bye." Rania according.

"Not that."

"Continue what? say goodbye?"

"Mmc ..." Dimitri's waiting.

"Hhh ..." Rania rolled her eyeballs, but she immediately extended her hand to hug her husband's shoulder.

"Be careful." she whispered, and she almost pulled away. Dimitri held him for a moment.

"That's the end, ...

"Not the kiss." the man brought his face closer.

"No way." refused Rania.

"Why?"

"Then know!"

"Why indeed?"

"This is not Jakarta."

"Ck!" Dimitri. "Just a little."

"No way."

"Come on! I'm going a long way for a few days, and we've even just made peace. But you don't want to equip your husband?" the man said.

Rania shook her head.

"Nobody." - Dimitri.

"Kids."

"They're in the back."

"But ...

"They won't see."

"You're!"

Dimitri chuckled as he brought his face closer, but in an instant Rania smashed his lips and quickly kissed the man's lips.

"Udah" he said, and he completely let go of his embrace.

"Zai ...

"What's? want more? can't do. You still I strap." said Rania as she pushed her husband's body into the car

"Strap?" Dimitri frowned.

"I'm the law."

"Because what?"

"Because it was selfish and insensitive" he said, and he managed to get the man inside.

"Now, go to work and make a lot of money. I'll wait here until you get home." He shut the car door.

"Well mommy." Dimitri also gave up.

He started the engine and then drove the object out of the villa yard. And left after waving to Rania. Dimitri even spurred him on as he drove through relaxed Gaza on his grandfather's old duck bike.

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