All About You

All About You
Capucino Cincau And Breakfast


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"Can you go home by yourself?" Dimitri turned his car towards the campus where Amara was going to attend college.


"could. Ride the lot right?" answer the 18-year-old girl who was wearing a black and white uniform and a hairpin with a colorful ribbon. Not to forget also the striking colored socks also he wore as a uniform for his ospek time one week ahead.


"If you do not ride the angkot can also order ojek online right? more secure. More comfortable is also not the urgency of an angkot." replied Dimitri.


"Masa? brother Dim emang ever ride an angkot to know his insistence?" the girl looked at him.


"Earlier. That green box was right." the man pointed at an angkot parked near the sidewalk. Remember the incident when she first went with Rania, which made her smile given the girl's silliness. And of course he remembers if the next relationship they are now as lovers.


"really? Why?"


"Just a prank." Dimitri laughing.


"White?"


"Yeah...


The car then stopped in front of a famous campus in the city of Kembang. The atmosphere was already crowded that morning, which was as big as filled by new students who would undergo an early orientation period.


"Sister went straight to the office this early in the morning?" he saw the clock still showing at 6:30 in the morning.


"No. I want to meet someone first."


"Who?"


"There is."


"Daughter?"


Dimitri smiled.


"Do you have a boyfriend?" Amara enthusiastically asked.


"You're a kid already talking about a girlfriend?" the man laughed.


"Seriously out."


"Udah, there's college."


"Not brother, just want ospek."


"Yes, go in. If you're late, you can be punished."


"Mmm. sis,"


"Already, sana. Talk again."


"When?"


"When. Tomorrow morning I'll pick you up again, right?"


"Tomorrow?"


"Yes, and tomorrow again, tomorrow again. This week, I'm picking you up."


"Really?"


"Really."


"Maksih sis."


"Hmm. that's why, step down, don't let the first day ospek you've been punished."


"okay." Amara then got out of the car.


"Go first, huh?" and Dimitri waved his hand, which was then answered by Amara.


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Rania stopped her bike when she saw a shiny black car that she seemed familiar with. The glass then opened and a hand waved at him.


"Why are you guys here early in the morning?" he muttered as he lifted the helmet glass. "Where papa is still at home again, duh." he looked back, where the road to the compound of his house was.


Dimitri seemed to stick out his head, then smiled as the girl approached.


"What are you doing?"


"Wait for you."


"You what?"


"You see."


"Well?"


"I haven't had breakfast."


"Continue?"


"Have you had breakfast?"


"God, I never get out of the house without breakfast, you can take mama later."


"I was going to take you to breakfast."


"But, breakfast bereng?"


"Rather romantic." Dimitri smiled broadly.


"Romantic?"


"Come on, accompany me to eat."


"No, I have to go to the shop."


"In the meantime, just breakfast I promise."


"But I did a lot of work today. There's a car I need to get done with." Rania reasoned.


"Yes, just for a second. After eating I let you go to the workshop."


The girl snorted violently.


"Come on Ran."


"Well good." he turned on the engine, then immediately left the place before the father caught his wet with the man.


Dimitri followed her from behind with a big smile.


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"What do you want to order?" Dimitri saw a list of the food menu that will be ordered, currently they are in a cafe not far from the city hall.


"No, I ate at home." Rania plays her smart phone.


"Seriously, so you're just accompanying me to eat?" the man chuckled.


"And you said that, ask me to eat, didn't you?"


"Ah, .. yes too. But I mean not that either."


Rania just rolled her eyeballs.


"I ordered a drink?"


"It's up to you." she's back on her phone screen.


"Orange juice?" tawar Dimitri's.


Rania looked up, "Capucino doesn't it?"


"What?"


"Capucino's a lizard."


"It doesn't seem to exist."


"Yes already."


"What else?"


"No, I want that."


"Still in the morning Ran, when do you want a cold drink?"


"It's okay. I ate at home. So my stomach is safe."


"Yes, I ordered it." Dimitri.


"What?"


"Capucino's a lizard."


"You said there wasn't?"


"I told people to order from somewhere else."


"Neither, be ashamed."


"Why embarrassed?"


"Well, shame, the message time is from somewhere else but it's drunk here?"


"It's okay."


"This is my mother's cafe." Dimitri replied then chuckled.


"Duh?" the girl looked around.


"So don't worry. And it seems that later I want to give a suggestion also to the cafe manager so that they include capucino cincau as a new menu. Let's just say we don't need a message from somewhere else."


"Well, up to the other side?"


"Let you have no reason not to want me to come here because there is no capucino cincau. You seem to like the drink a lot. Every time we go, it's always what you're looking for."


"Indeed."


"Yes already."


"You're overreacting the same as me? so how many days have I believed this." Rania put her phone on the table. It seemed like he had to talk about this matter before it all went too far.


"No. It's just normal."


"But you're doing this just for me."


"It's okay."


"Don't overdo it like this. We are ordinary."


"I can't be ordinary, are you my boyfriend?"


"Haiha... " Rania rubbed her ears. The word girlfriend has started to bother him lately.


"So don't expect me to be anything but ordinary, because from now on I'll do a lot for you."


"Don't."


"Why?"


"I'll feel burdened."


"Why burdened?"


"Because I'm gonna feel like I have to avenge everything you do."


"No need. You just have to accept everything I do."


"I can't, and I'm not ordinary."


"You'll get used to it. Just let me do what I want to do for you."


Rania fell silent.


"Don't think about retaliating for anything, I just want to do it."


"What do you say it sounds awful to know?"


Dimitri laughed loudly.


"I'm afraid I can't give you the things you deserve after you've done a lot of things."


"I told you not to think about it, right?"


"Yes, so don't do anything for me. If you want to go the same way I am a normal way, do not have to do many things that I cannot possibly reply later. Because then I'll feel comfortable."


"You really aren't like other girls Ran."


"Indeed."


Dimitri chuckled again.


"Just treat me as usual, like Rania who wasn't your boyfriend just yet. I'm more comfortable like that."


"really?"


"Hu'um." Rania nodded her head.


"All right then. But still, I'm going to put the capucino in the menu at this cafe."


"Dim ...


"That's not gonna change me anymore, you know I'm indisputable."


"Alright, sir cannot be denied. It's up to you, this cafe has your mom too, right?"


"That's how."


Then a waiter arrived with food and two cups of Dimitri's order.


"Two capucinas?"


"All I know?" dimitri replied as he grabbed the drink and sipped it slowly.


"Don't you like it too?" cibir Rania's.


"Yes, sweet end. Like you." replied Dimitri who then devoured his breakfast cheerfully.


While Rania splashed her mouth with a lump.


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Galang furiously parked his motorbike in the campus parking area. After seeing the sight on the road. Where he saw his favorite girl was chatting merrily with a man he also recognized as a sponsor of their race team.


His heart felt unacceptable but he could do nothing. Rania is not who she is, she is just her childhood best friend who she has loved since they were teenagers. And there was no right for him to feel this kind of jealousy. Their relationship is clearly limited to friends and as a racer and mechanic.


"Damn it!" furious, and he slammed his bag to the ground, but because his power was too hard to make the object bounce further and hit someone who was walking hastily.


"Aww!!" a girl staggered and then fell.


Galang was stunned, and soon he ran up to him.


"Sorry, are you okay?" the young man looked down. Picking up her bag then reached out to help the girl stand up.


"His belongings." the girl pointed to her luggage scattered on the ground, out of the bag she had just secured.


"Sorry, sorry. I did not intentionally" said Galang who then helped pick up the items.


"Will me too." the girl pointed at the lunchbox that was already open and the contents scattered.


"You're the new kid?" Galang asked. Seeing his appearance wearing a black and white uniform and the typical pigtails of new students.


"Hu'um."


"Are you late?"


"Yes, I guess, duh. Will be punished, right?" they stared at the neat rows of new students in the field.


"Well, I'm taking it." Galang grabbed his hand, then pulled him towards the field.


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"Sorry guys. The Jagur broke down just now." Galang approached his friends who that day became the organizing committee for the new student orientation period for their campus.


"Well, is the first day late? giving an example is not good for a new child." replied one of his friends.


"Yes, sorry. Sorry, ladies and gentlemen!!" He shouted towards the new students.


"Basic caper?"


"Eh, ... You're holding a new kid? he's late as he is."


"Oh yes, it was my fault. Boncengin him, but the jagger broke down in the street."


"Should be punished?" say other friends.


"No need for pea. Guess is wrong, punish me."


"Cieeeeeeeeee. Choose my dong, tar other kids envy."


"Somewhat darn. Aye?" Galang stared at the line of new students, some of whom nodded their heads.


"That right?"


"Ck! today, the exception. If it's late tomorrow again, you get a severe punishment?"


"As for you." said Galang. "Sana, sneak into the line." the young man to the girl he was holding.


"Not punished?"


"No will. There come in." replied Galang.


"OK." the girl sauntered towards the designated line.


"Hey!" call Galang.


"Yes?" the girl stopped and looked.


"Whose name were you?" Galang asked.


"Ara" answered the girl with a sharp nose and brown curls of color, who then immediately entered the ranks of his class of friends.


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