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Satria could not stop laughing, she even let out tears so funny to see the attitude of the son. Sofia compresses Dimitri's face with an ice pack she gets from an office boy.

"Stop!!" Sofia patted the shoulder of her husband who was still laughing at their son's stupidity.

"Oh, jeez!! it's even funnier than he's been before." the man wiped the corner of his watery eyes.

"What exactly have you done?" Sofia held back the compression under Dimitri's eyes to reduce her swelling and pain.

"Nothing." the young man grimaced in pain. It seemed like Rania had hit her face hard.

"Lying, you must have made him so angry that he dared to hit you." sidelines Satria.

"really?" Sofia looked at her beloved son's face.

Dimitri did not answer.

"It must be true. Women will do the most extreme if they feel cornered, or feel in danger. It is impossible if he does not mess around." said Satria again.

"What did you do that he dared to hit you?"

"Just talk to Ma."

"It's impossible that just talking can make him angry, you must be saying a no-no."

"Maybe do the no-no, too." Satria murmuring.

"White!!!" dimitri's protest, which again made the father laugh out loud.

"really? what did you do to him?"

"Nothing."

"Lied."

"No ma. Just.. ng .. kissed her a little bit." replied Dimitri, with both faces flushed.

"What?" Sofia reacts.

"Well, what did I say?" Satria laughed again, and now louder than ever.

"Felt! all because of your own actions, so do not do it carelessly." Sofia pressed the compress on the bruise on Dimitri's face hard.

"Aww, slow down Ma. is sick!!" protest of the son.

"Felt!!" he pressed it again. "You're embarrassing Mama!!" said again.

"Oh, geez!! it's sick!! he's the one who hit me, not mom."

"It wouldn't have happened if you'd been nice." Sofia was worried, and it made Satria laugh again.

"But why not defend me?" dimitri was able to free himself from his mother.

"What to defend? if you do the right thing papi aka bela, but this? ckckck!" Satria shook her head.

"Don't ever shine a light on all the women you've ever known, because in reality everyone is different. And do not equate here with in Moscow, because places and customs are also different." Sofia.

"Remember, get something in a decent way, not in a bad way, because it will all come back to you. If you start something wrong, don't expect everything to go well. That's a harvest."

Dimitri.

"Repace yourself before you start a relationship, not just because you want it, or feel you can get it. But do you deserve to have it?" Satria got up and fixed her clothes.

"You know, not everything has to be the way you want it, but if you really want it, then work harder the right way" he patted his son's shoulder.

"Learn, for you are a Nikolai. Something big is waiting for you."

"Come baby? Dimitri had to work," Satria reached out to his wife.

"You want to go now?"

"You're visiting your grandmother." Sofia hugged her son.

"You'll be there, won't you?"

"We'll see."

"Well, do a good job, son. Don't just rely on your status as the son of the company's owner, but because you have to."

"Yes, pih."

Then both of his parents left.

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Rania stared silently at the father who was briefing the crew, how he spoke and arranged everything to be in line with his plan, and how he determined what was good and not good, obviously the guy is very experienced about it.

Of course he was very experienced about everything, as they had indeed experienced many events. And he still remembers it clearly.

How Angga acts when faced with something, and how he handles a problem.

What he remembers most is when he was still Junior High, when a sports teacher almost abused him. Under the pretext of physically examining the students, which he did in the health room in a closed manner.

Rania who used to be taught how to defend herself by the father, and often crammed with s*x education from an early age made him wary, so able to fight when the teacher did suspicious things, he said, who almost touched the forbidden part of his body.

Make the girl immediately react and act out of bounds, as once taught by her father. To make the gym teacher must go to the hospital because of his actions.

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"Papa believes you, whatever they say, will not make papa judge you" Angga said at the police station after the gym teacher was taken to the hospital. And then make a report of the acts of violence committed by Rania.

"You're a good boy, but good isn't enough. We must act when there is something we should not. It's okay." Angga strengthened him when faced with the demands of the teacher.

"But he did, Pah, if I wasn't against him he wouldn't have stopped."

"Papa knows."

"But they don't believe. They say I'm the bad guy and get attention."

"That's ordinary. Everyone will look at it from the outside. They won't trust people like us."

"So how am I supposed to be?"

"Staying in your mind is better."

"But they're going to corner papa?" he recalled when the school board blamed the father, and cornered the man for his actions.

"It's okay, papa's used to it." Angga chuckled, and he embraced his daughter's shoulder.

"Papa cannot always be there to protect you. So you really have to be able to defend yourself. And what you did was good."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"No. But next time don't be too hard to get to the hospital.just let him get stamped."

"All right, ...

"And keep acting like this, so that people like your teacher won't come near."

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And from then on, be her like the present Rania. Who doesn't care about many things, who is indifferent and never sweet to anyone. Because in his thinking, being sweet to everyone will not make others do good to him. And it is evident, the incident two weeks ago in the elevator of the Nikolai Group building strengthened its stance.

"Aja's son?" clap Galang he his head spread his reverie.

"Ready-ready! the race was about to start again" he said, and he handed the girl's helmet.

Rania accepted it without much talking.

"Come on Ran." Angga gestured by touching his head, and the girl immediately came to him.

"Remember, focus. Don't think about anything, just the race, and the track."

"Yes." Yeah." Rania rides her big bike

"Just listen to papa, and you follow."

"Yes." he's wearing his helmet.

"Our position is good, and it's profitable. Just stabilize the speed, the rest let it flow by itself."

Rania nodded her head.

"alright. Careful there." Angga checked everything on his daughter. Make sure the helmet is locked properly. Her husband and all the security equipment that was on her did not escape her examination.

"You are ready, remember to always walk the right path, and avoid accidents. Papa trusts you." Angga stuck his forehead with the helmet on to Rania.

And the race began after a track officer waved a checkered flag in front. About thirty motors drove and slowly preceded each other.

The fight on the track is fierce, especially because the leading riders cannot be easily preceded. They work hard and earnestly to maintain the position.

"That?" rania's voice was heard calling from the headphones.

"Defensive Ran. Just a little more patience."

Rania according to, she maintained her pace and secured her position in seventh, up one step from yesterday afternoon's qualifying session.

Cheers echoed from the packed spectator bench at Italy's Mugello circuit. Flags bearing the number of famous female drivers fluttered in some parts. It was obvious that they were fanatics who deliberately came to provide support.

The circuit with the real name Autodromo Internazionale Del Mugello, which has a capacity of 50 thousand spectators, with a length of 5,245 kilo meters and has 15 sharp corners that are a challenge for professional drivers, especially in the world grand prix event. It is located in Scarperia E Sanpiero, Toscana, Italy. One of the most beautiful cities in Italy. Become one of the main goals of the racers to get the championship title in full.

"Bah!!" Rania called out again as she saw the gap in front of her was enough for her to sneak up.

"Okay, can you get in Ran?"

"I try." the girl increased the speed so she could catch up with the rider in front, and slowly overtake and then add more speed to precede, while balancing the pace of her bike around the corner.

"Yeah!!" Angga and his crew cheered when the girl managed to do so. Now it's moved up to sixth.

"Defend Ran." said Angga across the street.

Rania stabilized the speed. The five riders in front of him are close enough for him to break through, and that's not an easy thing to do.

"How many laps?" the girl screamed.

"Five more." answered Angga.

"Do I have a chance?"

"You can, but wait. Don't be in a hurry."

Actually the girl wants to immediately dart to precede the racer in front of her. Rania is convinced that she can, and is able to. But he recalled the last incident that caused him to widen to the side and made the riders at the back able to catch up with him easily.

Patience Rania! he was, and he decided to wait.

"Now Ran!" said Angga when he saw the opportunity, and Rania immediately accelerated, re-added the speed and darted ahead of two riders in the front.

"Yeah!! you succeed. Three more laps Ran." heard cheers from behind.

And the girl felt her spirit burning.

"Come Rania!!!"

Two laps to go, and his daughter has already overtaken another one. Increasingly made him leave the distant racers behind. And by the time Rania almost caught up with the second rider, things were heating up on their own.

The Italian driver did not give up. He increased his speed and did not let Rania beat him up.

Of course not, this is his country, and he will not let an unknown new rider win the game. At least he wouldn't let this child snatch his position.

"Father!!"

"It's okay. Just one more lap, and hold on to position three." shouted proudly.

"No, I can go to number two."

"Don't Ran!!" but the girl increased her speed for the last time. And he made it past the Italian rider with great difficulty when it was just a dozen meters away from the finish line.

"Rania!!"

"Papa believes me, right?" he said, and he sounded convincing.

"Just a little Ran. This is enough. Position two is good too."

"I asked, do you believe me?"

"That? papa trust me?" Rania shouted as she was just a little further from the finish line.

"Yes, papa believes you. Do it if you're sure, Rania." Angga finally gave up, his daughter won't be able to be stopped before she tries it herself.

"That's all I need." And the girl turned the gas hard, and in a matter of seconds she shot back up. Rania passed the first rider quickly at the last second, and she crossed the finish line just thirty inches in front of that racer. Made him occupy the first position unexpectedly, and he finished it perfectly.

"KURANIEAAA!!!" Angga shouted, and he jumped onto the track. This is really something that some people suspect at all. Not him, not the people around him, and even those who fought on the track. Moreover, the audience who watched, both around the circuit and in front of the tivi, in their homes almost all over the world.

Rania managed to conquer the track with a tough. And his efforts in the last second it was already a trending topic around the world. Fence signs are scattered in the virtual world about a girl from Indonesia who is not known at all won the race on that day.

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