All About You
It's Rania

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Galang prepared to stay away when the girl arrived, she cleaned up her work equipment scattered on the floor of her garage. Angga's warning to him the other day was still very scary for him and he would not do anything. Or his future will be ruined. And he wouldn't risk it.

"Waahh.. Has the bike come to Lang?" Rania stared in awe at the black cross motorbike that had just arrived in her best friend's garage.

"Hu'um, just now." Galang could not leave.

"So.. the jagur already has a friend dong huh?" the girl surrounded the two-wheeled vehicle. Occasionally rub the surface that looks new.

"Second, right?" she asked.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Can nyobain?" he asked innocently.

"Can't yet" replied Galang who was still trying to clean up the mess he made just now.

"Why?"

"My people haven't tried it either."

"I'm a vice."

"No, I can still."

"Well, .. You're stingy."

"Belgroff."

Rania pursed her lips to make her even more cute.

"Exercise there."

"Now Lang."

"Yaudah, what's the cake?"

"Rania!!!" the father shouted from the gate of his house.

"Depresents not?" He shook his head.

"Yes, are you so?" Rania with a disappointed tone.

"It's not Ran. The problem is that my future is threatened."

"You're the kind of guy who just met my dad Lang?"

"If this one's a serious threat Ran."

The girl threw her mouth away, then left.

Ah... My mistake? deketin his son, his father ngancam. Nurutin his father, his angry son. Apes apes.he shook his head.

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"It's still less tight Ran, you're still a little wide around the corner." Angga swirled around following the motions of his daughter's motorbike, which this time used a new method of passing the bend.

Rania did not answer, she just followed her father's words and did everything Angga told her to do.

"In two weeks we go to Mugello loh Ran. And you have to be ready. It's like this can't be the reason for your failure anymore." the guy keeps raving.

"Oh yeah, we'll have to meet the sponsor later in the day. There are some things to talk about." continued Angga who did not take his eyes off his daughter.

Rania suddenly stopped the speed of the motor.

"Why?" The gogga stopped.

"Meet sponsors?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"When?" abis has lunch.

"Where?"

"His teacher, time at the cafe? I think people want a date."

"Hm...

"Why? you have an appointment with Galang to go on a date?" Angga laughing.

"Ish, what the hell?"

"Whenever did you have a date with Galang?"

"What date? not a girlfriend."

"Masa? want a kiss yesterday? what's that called?"

"Ish, ... discuss that again?" Rania pouting.

"Focus one-on-one Ran first." he approached his son.

"Select the sure one, boyfriend or race. Not both, you will not focus. If you want to date, mending the race is hopefully because it will not be true. Your mind is split. If you want to race, take racing seriously. Commitment from the beginning."

Rania just nodded her head, she wouldn't try to explain anymore because her father already thought of her that way. So Jiga free if he explains.

"Try now choose, want to race or want to date?"

"Ish, what the hell is papa talking about it?"

"We make another real commitment. If you choose Galang, we will end the race. We are withdrawing from this competition in a good way. You marry the Galang so you don't worry about why you will."

"What? papa's getting nervous, I told you there's nothing with Galang too!"

"Well, what was it yesterday?"

"Open nothing, I told you I'm not dating either Galang papa don't believe. It was just an experiment tofu!" he finally opened his voice.

"What?"

Rania immediately covered her mouth with her hands.

"Empression?"

"I was wrong Pah. That's not what it means."

"Rania!!!"

"I'm mending training again huh? let's go smoothly for next week." the girl grabbed her helmet back, and she immediately returned to her Ducal to dodge.

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"Are you ready?" Satria returns to her room to make sure Sofia is done with her business.

"Easy, come?" the woman got up and came out of their room.

"You're so excited today huh." The two of them walked side by side.

"Of course, how am I not excited? I'll meet my son."

"It's like not seeing each other for years?"

"All mothers are like that baby, are fathers not like that? You guys seem so cute, don't you?"

"Not really. We also miss the kids a lot, but not as much as the mothers."

"Come, ..just the same."

Satria just smiled.

"So, we're going straight to the office, baby?" they began the journey that day, to meet the son who had not been home for weeks.

"Yeah, .. We'll give him a surprise."

"Well, are we not going to bring him anything?"

"No need, in Bandung a lot."

"Hmm, that's right, too."

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"So, .. so far the development has been good, and we just need to stay in the top ten. And that's enough." Dimitri closed the conversation that day.

Dih, he thinks I'm that weak what? enough in position ten that means? I don't deserve to be a champion? Rania grumbled, it felt like everything Dimitri said made her feel half-dead.

"But if for example it can be more than that is also good, and better." continued Dimitri who occasionally glanced at the girl who was silent beside Angga.

Oh, yeah, I can. You look at me one eye, Rania again.

"We will try not to disappoint Sir. And we'll try better than yesterday."

"That's great. Waiting for his next achievement, Rania." now Dimitri's words directly he addressed to Rania.

"Huh? whahuh? don't wait, pegel." answered Rania accordingly.

Angga looked over while frowning.

"Mmm. That means yes sir." the girl said.

"Okay sir, when we're done we'll continue to prepare for afternoon practice." Angga ended the conversation.

"Yes sir, thank you for the time." said Dimitri.

And the two fathers and sons got up, Angga stretched out his hand to shake hands and then sauntered outwards, while Rania followed him from behind with no intention of looking back at the man who was his sponsor.

Dimitri frowned, Rania even kept ignoring him throughout her conversation with Angga. He was very excited about this meeting. But the expectations don't match the reality, and it feels pretty shitty.

The kiss had no effect on him.

"Mania, ..." Dimitri grabbed his arm as the girl almost walked out of her room.

"Eee...

He pulled her back inside.

"Is anything else important sir?" Rania asked.

"Nothing, it's just...

"Oo yes," the girl was about to leave but Dimitri held her back.

"This is what, sir?" protest when the man didn't let her go.

"Don't you remember me?"

"Huh? remember father? yes remember, dear Mr. Dimi."

"Not that."

"Keep what?" resounding.

"You don't remember about, .. that."

"What?"

"When we meet those nights on the street and I...

"Oh, .. That's. Yeah remember, time don't remember."

"really?" dimitri's facial features instantly changed. His lips almost gave a smile and his heart was hopeful.

"Who does not remember, a drunk person who suddenly nyium for no reason, girlfriend is not, neither is he. Also known new, uh ... had dared to kiss." the girl recalled the incident, and her heart was immediately upset by it.

"Eh forgot, doesn't a kiss have to be the same boyfriend, right? just anyone can just want to." he said again and just made the smile on Dimitri's lips disappear for a moment.

"What?"

"Well, sir? excuse me, I want to practice to be able to catch up, and certainly be able to rise to position one, right shy time in position ten only?" said Rania, who finally managed to escape and immediately ran away from there.

"God!! what kind of girl is she?" Dimitri squeezed his temple which suddenly felt pain. It turned out that conquering the girl was not as easy as he had imagined, even the attitude he had displayed a few days earlier did not make Rania tempted at all.

Dimitri turned his intended body back to his work chair, but he was stunned as the tail of his eyes caught something in the corner of the sofa where the girl was sitting earlier.

A lock that appears to be a motor key with a small helmet-shaped hanger is red in color. What he believed belonged to the girl. It made Dimitri grin because he was sure the girl would soon return to look for him.

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"You're slow!" Angga grumbled in front of the elevator when he found his daughter running towards him because she was far behind.

Rania did not answer and she just stood next to her father waiting for the elevator door to open.

And after a few minutes, the square object finally opened, and a face that Angga seemed familiar with stepped out.

"Anga?" Satria again greeted, with Sofia whose hands were wriggling in her arms.

"Sir?" Angga.

"Have you met Dimitri?" ask the man.

"Yes" answered Angga, short.

"It's over?"

"Already Sir. Excuse me."

"Yes, yeah, okay." Satria gave way so that Angga and his daughter could get into the elevator immediately.

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"Who was that?" Rania asked, the elevator darted down to the first floor.

"Om Satria."

"Omm?" Rania chuckles.

"Why?"

"Papa have om? funny thing... "

"They know Mr. Dimitri's parents."

"Times?"

"Seriously."

"And his parents Mr. Dimi is still Papa's brother?"

"Satria's brother's grandfather's cousin."

"Cousin? how did I just find out?"

"They're in Jakarta, obviously you won't know. He's an important man."

"Masa? How important?"

"It's important that you feel ashamed when you meet him. "

"Well, why the shame? what did we have wrong?"

"The concept of shame is not because we have something wrong, but so reluctant to make us embarrassed, Oneng!!" Angga pushed the girl's shoulder until she staggered slightly.

"Hmmm... are old people complicated? have you met anyone using a shameful event?" the girl with her cut.

"Well, do you like to be ashamed?"

"What shame?"

"So, she doesn't realize she's often embarrassed?"

"Ah, papa mah baperan, is that too embarrassed?"

"Geez!!" Angga pinched his forehead which also suddenly felt pain.

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