All About You
Zaichik

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"Are you seriously not going to Grandpa's?" Angga once again reassured his daughter.

"No ah."

"Where everyone gathers you know, his family om Gara also comes."

"Not ah, I'm a males." Rania slumped her body in the corner of the sofa.

"Yes already. But then don't wander."

"No, I'll follow the NR at most."

"NR what?"

"Night Riding."

"There's not! mendingan follow from wandering." Goose reacts.

"No pa. Joking, not going anywhere. There are no friends either for prgi. Camping is the same thing."

"It usually goes alone too."

"Not seriously."

"You know!!"

"Papa really comes out the most if you want to find a meal doang."

"Food is a lot at home, mama has cooked a lot for your food stock all night." said Maharani who appeared from his room.

"No, there's no reason to go out!" angga.

Rania scratched her mouth.

"Go first, huh? beware, do not enter the man into the house, danger." again proudly warned.

"No, it's been said that the Galangnya also does not exist." Rania was upset.

"So there's something else too."

"Who?"

"When are there any sponsors you bring home again?" angga Syndir.

"Ish... Where is it?"

"It can be."

"There is a patrol in front, most affected grebeg if the malem-malem enter the male mah."

"Ho'oh tar papa mating. The race is hopefully, will not be able to buy Bugati again." Angga clenched his hands in front of his face.

"Did you know, papa is serious." Rania tickled.

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Rania is bored of being in the house alone. Because there is nothing he can be ignorant, because usually he does prank to his three younger siblings who are as nosy as him. Not to mention the hunger that whack, while the food that has been provided by the mother makes it tasteless.

She soon changed into skinny jeans, a leather jacket and sneakers. Not forgetting the full helmet.

Papa, I didn't take long. Just looking for food.

Can Ran, just go whisper, then he giggles.

Then leave him after making sure the door is locked tightly and safe.

"Go Neng?" a gentleman greeted him while looking at his watch, which indeed showed the time was late.

"Yes, I want to sneak papa into my grandfather's house." replied Rania, then close the helmet.

"House is safe, Neng?" ask the father again. And Rania answered him just by raising her thumb up.

The girl then drove the father's Ducati towards the middle of the city.

***

Rania parked her bike in an ordinary place. Bandung city square was crowded that night. As always, it is the choice of many people to spend a Sunday night.

Soon he stepped foot to the main destination, looking for the food he liked and would soon return home.

But her phone rang loudly, she checked it immediately, and her forehead went to see when Dimitri's contact number called.

"Yes?"

"Where are you?" ask from across.

"The square."

"The square? what are you doing these nights?"

"Find me something."

"Eat?"

"Hm...

"Who?"

"Himself."

"Wait for me to go" Dimitri said, then cut off the connection.

"What ..." the girl stared at the screen of her phone as she heard only a tut from across the street.

***

Dimitri immediately changed his nightgown, grabbed a jacket on the hanger and a car wash on the nightstand, then walked out of his room. As soon as he disconnected the phone connection with Rania who was in the central square of the city

"You want to go Dim?" Lita found her granddaughter coming down from the room, she checked as there was a commotion downstairs.

"Yes Grandma" the man was wearing his shoes under the stairs.

"Where?"

"Meeting."

"Wait home?"

"It doesn't seem. I went back to the apartment straight away, huh?"

"All right."

"Go first, Grandma, tell Abah I'm going?" she hugged her grandmother before leaving.

"Yes, be careful Dim. Don't fuck around."

"No granny, at least one kind." the grandson laughed.

"Grandma report your mama." threatened Lita with her index finger pointed at Dimitri.

"Not to report, they know."

"Dimilk!" the woman with her anxiety.

"Go first." Dimitri waved his hand.

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The man arrived at the parking lot after about a half-hour drive, from the hilly region where his grandfather's grandmother lived, to the middle of the city. Passing through a shortcut she had known since childhood.

Dimitri looked at the crowd looking for a familiar figure, yet someone patted his back from behind.

"You are old, I am hungry." lamented Rania with an annoyed yet funny expression.

"Where are you from?"

"From home."

"You're not cooking?"

"Basak, a lot of it."

"Why are you going to eat out these nights? can't you order online now?"

"A lot of nanya? which one should I answer first?" Rania scratched her un-itchy head.

"Ck!" Dimitri clucked while rolling his eyeballs.

"Udah ah, find a meal first." the girl walked ahead of him.

"Food keeps that on his mind?" Dimitri grumbled, but he also followed the girl through the cart and food stand lined up.

"Can't we find him somewhere else?" he taught her his steps.

"Why? I'm not used to going anywhere other than this."

"Let's be more comfortable, not this crowded, and...

"Thy go to a place like this?"

Dimitri.

"What else is coming too? didn't I take you?"

"Why do you talk like that?"

"It's okay. You are not used to coming to a place like this? don't overdo it, what the hell are you trying to prove to me?" they stopped walking.

"You're overreacting," Dimitri chuckled, "I just want to know what you're doing all the time. Besides ... I'm a pedekate." Dimitri replied.

Now Rania is silent.

"Let's go get some food?" Dimitri grabbed his hand, and led him to look at some of the stands they passed by.

"What do you want to eat?" tanyanya.

"I think I want to be level 30." Rania muttered as she followed the steps of the tinsel, she even let Dimitri continue holding her hand.

"What's wrong?"

"Blak level level level 30."

"What kind of food is that?"

"Famous food here."

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Where? does anyone sell such food here?"

"Much."

"Where?"

"Twuhhh." Rania brhenti and jerk her chin forward, where a cart with the words ANEKA SEBLAK plastered real.

"All right, ..." Dimitri led him that way.

***

One bowl of food contains crackers, noodles, tofu and bones as well as dried siomay mixed with sausage and looks like a bright red egg-studded chili. It seems very spicy, visible from the abundant chili seeds and the aroma and stinging in the sense of smell.

"Level 30." Rania clapped her hands together as if she had just discovered the most precious treasure in the world. Then take the gravy with a spoon and sip it cheerfully.

"Enak." said he.

"What kind of food is Ran?" Dimitri shuddered in horror, just seeing the number of chili seeds and smelling the stinging aroma alone had made his throat feel sore. Especially if the food goes into his stomach, it is certain he will not be able to walk for days because of severe diarrhea.

"Food people, try." Rania offered a spoonful of food.

Dimitri shook his head with a horrified look.

"Eh, forgot. You don't eat a spicy, do you?" he said, and he pulled back his hand and then put it in his mouth. And he chewed on it with no other expression than pleasure.

"Not spicy Ran?"

"Little."

Many times the man gulped while shuddering. But that made Rania smile. He thought the man's expression was funny too. And he felt like working on it again.

"Aren't you pesen?"

Dimitri shook his head.

"There's nothing bad either, pesen aja."

"Oh yeah?"

"Hu'um, tell me a pesen seblak baby."

"Baby boy?" the man frowned.

"Yes, it's just babies who don't eat spicy. This time suits you." Rania chuckled, while Dimitri gave a rough snort.

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"Where else is this going?" they sat on park chairs around the square after Rania had finished her 30th level, with two cups of cold drink in each hand.

"Go home ah ..." Rania took a sip of her cincau cappuccino.

"Come home?"

"Hu 'um. His intention was also just to find food at night." he looked at his phone screen, and the time was almost midnight.

"I think if you go out nights like this where are you going? it's Sunday night anyway."

"Where else, besides foraging.if I used to like to participate in Night Riding or racing on the road. But not now."

"Night Riding?"

"Yes, go around that, keep hanging out with the other kids."

"Who's same? That's wrong?" Dimitri's starting to dislike.

"Yes, ask too."

"If racing?"

"Yes race, in flyover, or which road is already deserted."

"Wild racing kayaking in the movie fast and furious is that it?" the man chuckled, how could Rania possibly go along with such a thing, he thought.

"Hu'um." Rania nodded her head.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously. I often get money betting from the race, good enough to make papa's motorbike dance." replied Rania then laughed.

Dimitri.

"All you do?" he doesn't seem to believe.

"really. But lately I can't."

"Why?"

"Several times subjected to police raids, continue to be redeemed equally papa. Last time I was arrested by the police was during a race at a flyover, and it made me angry and threatened I could not take the bike again. A few weeks before he could sponsor a race on the circuit." he turned his face to Dimitri.

"Funny huh? miraculous also my kayak wild racer who has never participated in a local tournament can get a sponsor and enter the international race qualifiers. Sounds like a fairy tale, right? but it's real. Even papa I've been banned,"

"Why?"

"Because I'm a girl. You know, a lot of people look at a woman with one eye. Just can ask and be destined as a male master, without being allowed to achieve their dreams, whatever it is. Even in the wild racecourse it is also rich. Though I've done a lot of men's racers here, but they still understand me. And the race in Italy yesterday changed their outlook a little bit, especially the same for me. As if that's what I think, even if the reality is not rich that is also." Rania chuckled, recalling the neighbor's words when she had just come to Italy.

"You know, the race was not just a proving ground for me, but as a benchmark to the extent of my ability in addition to being able to control a machine that was three times larger than my body. And I am capable. My confidence increased after that. I'm independent, I can be, and I don't need anyone to take me anywhere I want. And that's cool."

Dimitri listened to him tell a story, and it made his mind more open.

"And I met a living legend who was beginning his adventure?" he's joking.

"Ck! you're lebay."

"No! because achievements like this will be remembered all the time, until you have grandchildren later. And they'll be proud, for being born of a special breed like you."

Rania looked at the face of the stranger who knew nothing about her, but could say things that no one had ever said.

"I'm special?"

"Yes" replied Dimitri.

"I can race, but there's nothing I can do."

"You're special in your own way."

"Oh yeah?"

Dimitri nodded his head.

"I'm no longer dreadful, I'm serious." continued the man, and made Rania laugh.

"Why laugh? I said I was serious."

"And this serious face I find funny." the girl touched Dimitri's face for a while. And something splashed between the two.

"mmm...

"Would you like to see me race wild?" Rania stood up.

"What?"

"My parents happened to be no more, I think I can go home a little later."

Dimitri.

"Let's get to the flyover, they'll start now."

"What?"

"Wear my bike, your car lives here. We'll park."

"Seriously?"

"Yes, I'll go first." Rania pulled the man's arm to where the motorbike was parked.

And in less than fifteen minutes they arrived at the flyover that Rania mentioned. With Dimitri sitting behind the girl hugging her waist tightly.

The cheers of course immediately rumbled when hundreds of teenagers were aware of the arrival of Rania, who they already knew especially after the girl entered the race on the official track. A lively welcome was received once they arrived on a deserted street that was deliberately blocked illegally by its organizers.

"Okay, we gotta hurry. Before the police realized this event. I emphasize besides again, whoever wins later, after taking the money directly away, no one can talk. Unless you're somewhere safe.okay?"

The race participants gave their thumbs up.

"It's illegal Ran?" Dimitri shouted as the girl was preparing.

"Indeed."

"The danger!"

"I've been here even long before I knew the trajectory of Sentul."

"But Ran?"

"Don't worry. I can." he grabbed his helmet.

The sound of the motorbike engine was roaring, as did Rania's mount. Six participants were already prepared and they immediately released the brake pressure when a cloth was thrown into the air. Everything was lightning fast and no one was able to stop it.

"Rania!!" Dimitri held his head with both hands. The worry of course he felt, besides because this arena was dangerous, was also illegal. And it is certain that when the police come, everything will not be evasive.

While Rania spur Ducati belongs to Angga which he can already master well. Pursuing the five participants in front was quite good and he was soon able to catch up with him.

They walked down a deserted street in the middle of the night, which was deliberately closed illegally by the organizers.

Rania had darted far away leaving the five participants behind in high speed. His mount was already unstoppable, and he easily crossed the road without any significant obstacles. Of course, his instincts were well trained in the real arena. Until after passing just one corner, and he darted back to the starting place. Making him the only participant who arrived there first, along with the sound of sirens being heard approaching.

"Police!!!" shouted some people.

Without a word, they immediately disbanded, and just as the host had said, after Rania snatched the betting money from him, she immediately approached Dimitri, and left from there.

Rania then darted carrying the piggybacked man to the furthest place from the area, a place that no one could possibly pursue.

***

They arrived at a place far from anywhere, a quiet hilly road, no vehicles passing because time had shown past midnight.

Rania stops her bike on the quiet side of the road, then releases her full-face helmet. He slightly turned to the back to make sure things were going.

"Is it safe?" he said, and he was in that position for a while.

"Ah, safe." then he laughed out loud as if he had found the funniest thing in the world. Semenyara Dimitri tightened her body and hugged her so tightly. Adrenaline clearly still mastered it, and of course the amazement mixed with surprise.

"You see that? I beat five riders easily, right? practice on the circuit was good as well." Rania laughed again.

But Dimitri was still speechless, it seemed that he was still calming down. He was too surprised to answer.

"Now believe that I can not only bring a motorcycle, but also...

"Don't repeat it." Dimitri finally opened his voice. "Don't scare me by doing such a dangerous thing" he continued, and he pursed his embrace.

"Please, don't challenge such danger anymore, I can't imagine what would happen to me if something happened to you." Dimitri drowned his face behind Rania's head, inhaling the distinctive scent emanating from the girl's hair.

"I beg you, zaichik!! (little rabbit). Stop!!" he said, and now he had his hands on Rania's shoulders. Making his embrace become even tighter with his chest stuck to Rania's small back, making the pounding of his racing heart as if penetrating to the girl's back.

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Seriate...

ouh ouh ouh, .. his son papi brought the speed until that. 😅😅🙈

Genks bias, like comments and gifts do not forget.already the new year, added doooongng.

lope lope sa Bandung Raya's. 😘😘

Note: Zaichik (little rabbit) is one of the favorite calls for Russians, the rabbit in question is a wild rabbit that usually lives in the Russian jungle, and it seems suitable for Rania. 😜😜

Wild rabbit pack Dimi 😆😆