All About You
Champion!!

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"Are you ready Ran?" Angga holds the front of her daughter's red motorbike. Two minutes later the girl will race in the annual Woman Superbike Sepang event.

Rania nodded. The face behind his fullface helmet whose glass he lifted up looked flushed because the weather was quite hot that afternoon.

"All you have to do is focus, don't look to the right and to the left. Think of this trajectory as yours, and no one else is around. Enjoy the trajectory." as usual Angga crammed into his daughter's mind.

Rania looked to be nodding again.

"You can Ran!" said Angga, who then put his forehead with a helmet on the girl's head.

The siren sounds, the race sign is about to start. The flag of the start sign was unfurled, and the sounds of the big motors roared at each other. After a final experiment with control of two police cars, it was time for them to have an actual race.

Thirty female riders from different countries came and staked her dreams on the circuit that afternoon. Some are from Asia, and some are from western countries. The top three world champions also took part in the international event to fight for a new world title, which is now carried out by young talents who have just entered and made themselves stand out.

Like Rania, which immediately became a byword among the racers. The new boy is still fresh with no experience, because his reputation is not taken into account. Everyone knows, the experience of the girl is only in the wild race course, but who would have guessed, that the new boy will start in a pretty good position for beginners.

They were getting ready, the engine was roaring, and the riders' eyes were on the flag. And when the object is lifted up, they all go ahead of each other.

Fight each other's positions, and secure a place in order to become champions at the end.

"Quiet Ran." Angga's voice sounded through the earpiece that was stuck in his ear.

"Let them run out of steam" Angga said.

"Focus it."

Rania followed the father's instructions. He chose to let them know each other, while he looked for a safe gap to interject. Until after three rounds, the girl waited for instructions from across there.

"Aman Ran's. Enter now." said Angga, and Raniaun followed his words.

The girl was able to pass through up to five riders in front, and was intent on chasing the other four riders.

"Hold Ran, stabilize first." Angga screaming. And the moment he saw the safe gap in front through the small camera attached to the front of the bike, the man immediately ordered Rania to come forward.

"Faith" he said, and the girl darted unexpectedly ahead of him.

One rider, two riders, three riders, so he's behind two world champions. Leaving the others far behind.

"Stable Ran. Position three is pretty safe. Keep it." Angga's voice sounded again.

And so it was until the next 25 laps that the girl was in the top three with two world champions.

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Dimitri runs his car restlessly, after grumbling and nagging Clarra all day because he was not allowed to fly to Sepang that day, finally in the afternoon he can go home on time. Of course after completing three important presentations in the presence of foreign investors smoothly and impressively.

Make the world finance holders dare to pour their funds on Nikolai Group for them to manage. Within an hour alone makes the value of the company's shares rise up to three times.

"Sore Mom, afternoon Pih." the young man kissed the mother's cheek and kissed the back of her father's hand as soon as he saw them chatting in the living room.

Sofia looked surprised because her handsome son did not usually come home this early. But that day he seemed to have just gotten a miracle, when Dimitri came home like people working in general.

"Tumbens? didn't you see your friends today, baby?" Sofia asked.

"No, Mom, I'm busy." Dimitri did not go to his room, but immediately turned on the big television in the family room.

He threw the briefcase, took off the suit and loosened the tie in a hurry. His shoes he took off at that place.

"The? what's wrong with you?"

"Ssthat!! Mama don't be noisy." Dimitri dropped his butt on the sofa, with a look he was aiming at the big screen.

Dozens of big motors are chasing each other, overtaking each other, ahead of each other. Amidst the boisterous crowd throughout the event, he made her join in screaming as well. Especially when the rider with the bike and his striking red suit turned and passed a sharp bend, he felt his heart almost detached from its place.

"Ah, ..be careful damn it!!" he screamed, and he jumped on the couch.

"Come on girl!!" occasionally Dimitri muttered.

And a second later he screamed again.

"Ooo.. Don't!"

"That's dangerous stupid!"

"Don't!!"

"Ah, ..you can do well" he said in a relieved tone.

Both of his parents looked on in wonder.

"Since when did he like racing motorcycles?" Sofia reacts.

"Since now." replied Satria.

"Maybe his taste has changed."

"really?"

"Hmmm." the man sipped his coffee without turning his attention away from his MacBook, which aired a virtual report on the development of the company's stock and futures. Also the progress of his son's abilities are quite proud.

"He's an adult, baby..." Satria murmuring.

"Come on baby you can do it!!"

"Its just a little thing!"

"Come on be a champion for me!" Dimitri. And yes, the young man again jumped up and shouted in excitement as the red rider reached the finish line in third place with two world champions in front of him.

"Yes yes!! You succeeded!!" he said it was as if he had conquered the war that day.

"Good Dim!! you're noisy!!" sofia protests, but ignored by the child who remains focused on the television screen.

The young man then fell silent when he saw the rider drove slowly with a standing position on his iron horse. And he was waving towards the audience.

"Huh.. stranaya,. ty sdeal eto, dorogaya! (this freak you did it, baby!) " he said, which immediately caught Satria's attention.

"What did you say?"

"Look pih, our driver managed to finish in third. And he's great at doing it! aah..it's not in vain that I sponsor him. He is proud." Dimitri said.

"really?"

"Hm...

"Rania?" satria.

"Boy know?"

"Of course papi knows. He's Angga's son. Your cousin, Dim."

"Yeah, ... cousin." His heart felt tingled at the word. Then he laughed.

"Isn't Angga's son the man still smp huh? how can I race?"

"This is the biggest baby, Rania."

"Rania? that girl? who likes his face dirty with oil when we meet him in Bandung?"

"Hm...

"He's a racer?" sofia's voice boomed.

"Yes Mom's. Isn't that cool?"

"really?" Sofia moves to the sofa near her son.

"See?" Dimitri zoomed in on his television screen, and he focused on Rania.

"This is Rania, and she is pretty." the young man half-whispered.

"Anga's son becomes a racer?" Sofia did not believe it.

"Hm... " Satria was calm, and she was engrossed in staring at the screen of her macbook. When some picture messages came in and the face of the grandson of his cousin appeared.

"Ah, .. she won. Position three is good, right? he's champion three!!" Dimitri did not stop blabbering with a quite strange tone.

But then he was stunned when his television screen was still airing the show. When the riders get back to the crew and they embrace it along with a sense of pride.

And Rania did the same, and the young man was the first one she embraced. His chest rumbled again and now his blood was boiling. Seeing that interaction really ignited his emotions.

Dimitri threw the remote tivi onto the sofa and he immediately ran to his room.

"Why is he?" Sofia muttered, while Satria smiled as she sipped her black coffee that was starting to cool.

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Seriate...

uh,.. Got the Mama virus again.. 😂😂

be careful about a fever.

like comments and gifts again dong. let this novel spit up.

lope sa Bandungeun. 😘😘😘