All About You
Son-in-law's Grandchild

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The two-story house in the middle of a plantation on the hills of the outskirts of Bandung was suddenly crowded with the arrival of three family members. The warm atmosphere was increasingly felt along with the cheers of the residents while enjoying a television show on the weekend.

Satria and Dimitri were certainly delighted to see the girl climb to the podium in first place, alongside two world champions from Italy and Japan. Both of course feel proud, because the drivers they sponsor are able to prove themselves, and that is more than what is expected.

The virtual world is of course immediately crowded with netizen posts that find out the origin of Rania. The search page was filled with the name Rania, the first female Indonesian rider to stand on the first podium holding the trophy.

And video sharing sites were no less crowded with many video uploads of a girl from Bandung who drove and reached the finish line in the last seconds.

And for Nikolai Group companies, of course, it is an advantage. When a proud achievement it makes their shares rise as much as six times than before and make their position far above other multinational companies. After everyone knows the origin of the racer whose team is under the subsidiary automotive company Nikolai Group.

"I said what, too, right? he must be the champion!!" Dimitri shouted happily.

"Yes, you're right."

"Isn't he really cool? I didn't know we had such a great driver." Sofia.

"Who are you talking about?" Hari asked when she did not understand what the child and granddaughter were talking about, who were busy staring at the television screen with motorcycle racing and such.

"Father's granddaughter-in-law's son-in-law" Sofia replied.

"Mantu's grandson? who?"

"Dimitri's Candidate."

"Dimitry?"

Sofia nodded her head.

"Will he get married?" Day looks at the grandson.

"Not yet, just want to." replied Sofia.

"Not yet managed the approach. Just got a punch." Satria laughs.

"White?" protest of the son.

"The punch?"

"The journey is still long. Either it will work or it won't. But it looks like he's getting further out of reach." continued Satria.

"But how is that? not encouraging me, but dropping my confidence?"

"Because the truth is so, right? we have to be realistic about this. Your time approaching him is almost up. He will be more preoccupied with his activities after this. He will be more famous and many people want him. It is not impossible that many men better than you will approach and try to get it. And your chances are getting smaller because of that."

Dimitri.

"Ck! the possibility is still there, but before your fight is over everything can still be worked on." Sofia raised her favorite son.

"But the papi said so." Dimitri complained to his mother.

"The fire only speaks reality." said Satria.

"Don't listen to your papa, his life isn't as free as you used to be. So, just let papi be happy with his thoughts." the woman half whispered.

"What did you say?"

"Ck! pity." Dimitri sneered at his father.

"So you better try better. But don't forget your work either." Sofia cheers.

"And if your ways don't work, take it easy, mama will help you." Sofia gave samangat to the son.

"really?" Dimitri with a face.

"Of course, who else will make you besides mama?"

"Ah, of course." the young man hugged his mother. "Mama is the best" he said.

"Huh, what was that?" Satria pulled the woman, not happy that their son was spoiled to his mother.

"Huh, papi sirik?"

"Not so, just try it yourself, don't rely on others."

"Asking for a little help what's wrong?"

"It's not fair."

"Not fair what?"

"You didn't get him because of your efforts."

"As far as I dong? my mom is helping me too."

"It can't be like that!" satria did not want to lose to his first son.

"Stop!! you guys, if you meet, does it always have to be like this?"

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"Look, this place will be one of the most beautiful memories of our lives, and I will never forget it until old age." Galang staring at the dark sky but the city below is studded with colorful lights. Featuring an enchanting night view of the hill town of Tuscany.

They decided to enjoy the scenery and let go of the euphoria of victory just a moment ago. After interview sessions with several television and media stations from several countries.

"You're getting famous Ran." Galang looked at him, and a smile rose from his lips.

"What?" the girl chuckled, then she leaned her back against the back of the chair, and her two legs were stretched out on the table. The backyard of their villa that night felt very comfortable.

"After this, everyone's attention will be on you, you will become a flashlight trend, role model and public figure of everyone's hope."

"Well, is it really Lang?"

"Seriously."

"Ah, ..oneng is a celebrity." Galang rattled the top of his favorite friend's head.

"If there is no Angga I want to hug you, but afraid he suddenly comes, then I will be beaten again." the young man laughed.

"The dudul!!" Rania pounded Galang's arm with her soft fist.

"Well, if you dare?" angga's voice interrupted, and he emerged from behind the deserted villa.

"Isn't it? just showed up." Whispering galang.

"It still sounds titled!" Angga patted the back of the young man's head rather loudly.

"Om yeah!" galang protested while holding the back of his head.

Rania laughed out loud. Sometimes it feels funny to see the behavior of the father and his best friend. They are like two enemies united in one place, forced to work together because of one work project.

"Focus, focus!!" said the man who dropped his ass on the sofa opposite Rania.

"Two weeks ahead our schedule is tight. After we go home first, we go again to Catalunya, continue directly to Germany. There is material we will not pull first. We're marathoning to Holland with Cheznya after. Another two weeks off to the others." he handed the race schedule over to the two people in front of him.

The list of circuits in each country is different that they should follow for the next year.

"Contact really?" Rania mutters.

"That's if there's no problem that makes you absent."

"Do we have to go with everything?"

"That's fine, so the championship title we will get is complete, until the peak later in Mandalika."

"Mandalica?"

"Yes, our country will be the last Women Superbike track this year. And it will be the most prestigious fighting event in the whole world."

"Wow."

"You could've missed a race or two, just to pause so you could have time for practice and rest."

"But the title will not be complete." Rania.

"It's okay, the other riders are too. Sometimes they miss one or two races because of something."

Rania fell silent.

"Papa leave it all to you. You will fight on the track. But for the next four races, we have to make sure we can come."

The two young men in front of him nodded their heads.

"understand no? don't just nod."

"Yes Papa." replied Rania who blinked.

"Remember, don't date only later lack of focus." the man got up from the sofa and sauntered inside.

"Don't you? who's dating?"

"Rania's rest, we're home tomorrow morning."

The two friends looked at each other.

"Grania!!"

"I-iya papa." the girl immediately followed him from behind.

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