All About You
The Mode Lover

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Satria ended the phone conversation after about an hour of talking about things. He then put his phone on the table, and immediately started his breakfast.

"Mommy angry?" Dimitri came to him after finishing his business in the bathroom, while drying his wet hair with a small towel he found inside.

"Just a little sulking." the almost 65-year-old man chuckled, then sipped his freshly poured black coffee Dimitri.

"And I told you last night, call Mama as soon as we get there. But papi didn't obey." the boy reminded.

"We got here, in Jakarta it's past midnight, papi thought your mama was asleep. He wouldn't care about this kind of thing."

"But the evidence?" Dimitri started his breakfast. "But forgot, is this the first time you've gone without your mom? you guys haven't been alone since I retired. Wherever you two are."

Satria chuckles.

"The fire also forgot to turn on the phone, that's what pissed your mama the most."

"God! I forgot too." Dimitri grabbed his phone, then turned on the flat object.

"Isn't it?" he showed his cell phone screen to his father. Twenty phone calls have been counted since they landed in Barcelona. I also don't know how many messages came from his mother's number.

Dim, have you guys arrived?

Dim, how's the trip going?

Dim, your papa hasn't called mom.

Dim, are you guys at the hotel?

Dim, remind papi to take his medicine and vitamins.

Dim!

And countless more messages.

"You're so funny, Dim." Satria laughed out loud.

"Come, .. it's terrible. Mama's overreacting." the boy sneered.

"She's so sweet, you know."

"Sweet what? wherever you go, you must always come, and wherever you are you must always know."

"One day you'll know how nice it is to be noticed that way. When all that attention you don't get."

"You know, papi doesn't have a pleasant life like you do. Overflowing with great affection, everyone cares for you, and strives for your happiness. You get everything you want, and you're free to make choices."

"You are lucky to live in this age, not in the age of the papi. When everything is determined by parents, and you can never argue. You don't even have a choice to make your own life."

"So be thankful you have it all, because papi will never do what Ded did to you. And how do you feel grateful? by appreciating all the attention you get, before all that disappears because of time."

Dimitri did not argue.

"You know, your mama was the nicest thing you could find. Regardless of how we love us or how we treat us. All his ridiculousness, excessive attention, and carelessness. Papi just loves him so much."

"Why do I get goosebumps?" Dimitri rubbed his crumpled nape, then laughed.

"You'll experience it later. Where you will wake up to get what you want. Whatever it is."

"really?"

"Just wait."

"God, ... Papi's knock. I don't think that's possible."

Satria just smiled as she sipped her coffee which was getting cold.

"Not yet, the problem is only time."

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"Look, he's really cool, right?" Dimitri pointed at Rania who was in action on his mount. The big motor is red with a fierce appearance that looks in contrast to his small posture and not too high. Now the father and son are on the bench of a famous circuit in the city of Barcelona, the Catalunya circuit. Watch the qualifying round to determine tomorrow's position.

"Yeah, .. Your taste is good too. But next time don't ask about a girl's coolness or beauty to papi, let alone in front of your mama." Satria restyled the location of the sunglasses perched at the base of her nose.

"Why indeed?"

"It can be angry with your mother, and it will be very difficult to seduce her again."

"Chey, .. like abege!"

Satria chuckled until her face looked up.

"Oh yeah, you saw them first, didn't you?" Satria asks about the task he gave his son to meet the racer team.

"Yeah, .." The boy smiled, and the eyes behind the sunglasses sparkled as he recalled the events before qualifying began that afternoon.

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The entire crew is ready. Two Ducati Panigale s4vs have been relegated for qualifying. All the equipment is in place where it should be. Everyone had worked according to their duties, and they seemed serious about it.

Dimitri came to provide support, as commanded by Satria. He met this team to encourage them.

"Sir?" Angga is ready with his headphone.

"Everything's good?" Dimitri approached the pit stop area.

"Currently Sir. Everything you need also comes on time."

"Thank God."

"Yes, "

"Rania?"

"So it's still in the back. Maybe with the galang."

"All right."

A warning from the loudspeakers sounded, a sign the day's session was about to begin.

"OK okay, we're starting! everyone prepare!" Angga shouted to warn his crew members, and everyone rushed over.

"Okay sir, thank you." replied Angga.

Dimitri then swung a step leaving the pit stop and intended to return to the spectator bench above when he met with the crew members who were running around. Likewise with Rania who followed him Galang after they spoke long enough.

"Hey." Dimitri blocks his wrist as Rania becomes the last person to run.

"You're here too?" the girl stopped.

"Just look around."

"okay."

The man looked around, where things were already quiet, as everyone had prepared around the pit stop to start the session.

"Be careful there okay?"

"okay."

"Well, .. I saw you from above."

"Good."

"Good." the man then let go and he intended to leave when Rania called.

"The team?"

"Yes?" he's looking.

"Thank you for coming" said Rania, she felt she had to because the man was willing to come to support her. And it's pretty sweet.

Dimitri fell silent, and it was the first thing the girl did. Thank you for something he did. And it was also quite happy for him.

"You know, that kind of support means a lot." continued Rania.

The man did not reply, but he darted back to his face, then unceremoniously scooped up Rania's waist. Then lowered her head and quickly grabbed the girl's lips for her for a few seconds and let go before Rania reacted.

"It's okay, it's nothing. Only sponsors support the drivers, right?" he said, who immediately moved away to create a safe distance.

Rania seemed frozen, her eyes twitching and she tried to pull her consciousness away for a few seconds.

"Spirit!" dimitri said, clenching his hand in front of the girl.

"Mh...

"I'm up again. Bye." said Dimitri again, and he immediately ran away from the girl.

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Dimitri laughed considering that, how many ways he could do to steal the opportunity. And now he seems to know how to approach the girl without getting battered by her blow.

"What are you doing? like just got the lottery?" Satria reacted, after seeing the attitude of her son who was indeed so cheerful.

"Indeed." Dimitri folded his hands together on his chest.

"What?"

"Secret." she laughed again.

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Rania stopped right after finishing her qualification session. Disappointed after he finished 12th.

"What are you doing?" Angga approached the princess while releasing his headphone violently.

"You got a problem?"

Rania fell silent. Obviously he's in trouble, because his concentration just crumbs.

"Rania! What's up?"

The girl took off her helmet, and she immediately got off her bike.

"This is serious, you can't believe it. You don't listen to me, you lose focus. What's problem?" Angga followed his steps.

Rania sat on the available chair, then grabbed her drink. Then sip it quickly.

"Rania, answer!"

"When to drink, when should I talk?" Rania wiped her wet lips with the back of her hand.

"Yes, now why do you think you're this? what's the problem again?"

"Papa's chatty!"

"Well, how would you shut up? you finished in 12th place, and as a champion in yesterday's race was fatal! you have to be in position 5."

Rania grunts loudly.

"You don't concentrate, you lose focus, you don't listen to me. Wanna what the hell? if you want to fail, not now."

"Just nervous Pah." Rania finally answered.

"Why bugup? because there's a sponsor? why be nervous? it should be a motivation to make you better. Not even back off." Angga.

"They came for support. Don't disappoint them. You're making papa shy!"

Rania scratched her mouth. Then glanced towards the spectator bench where the man was seen sitting casually leaning on his back. He memorized the figure of Dimitri, who although from a distance the man looked striking. With a light blue shirt overlaying a white T-shirt inside. Wearing sunglasses to dispel the sunlight that was quite hot that afternoon. His lips seemed to curl into a smile.

Ish, you fashionist! I can't focus! his inner self, who was still listening to his father raving about many things.

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