All About You
Between Dating and Racing

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Amara cheerfully distributed her homemade food to her friends who were there at the time. She had just finished her cooking practice that day, but with more ingredients than she needed. So he distributed the rest to anyone he met near his practice room.

"This." he thrust one small box at Galang, who he happened to see was around.

The young man looked up.

"I make it mostly, baby if it has to be thrown away." Amara chuckles.

Galang was silent with a frown.

"The others have taken, there is a brother who has not. I see busy keeping the same bike?" continued Amara.

Galang then looked around, his friends were indeed seen devouring something, and he was sure it was the food of this girl.

"Do you? if you don't want to, I love each other." Amara almost left when the young man grabbed his little lunchbox.

"It's weird that practice makes it so much?" the young man got up and sat down on the sidewalk.

"Involuntarily, so I can give love to people, and I can ask them how they feel."

He began to eat the food.

"Lumayan" said he.

"That's okay?"

"Nob."

"Say it's good to have to."

"I'm being honest."

"But brother's expression isn't that?"

"What should it be?"

"Yes what cake! that cheerful, or that Wow...

"Well, I can't do that. Say it's good enough for me."

"Well, ...

"Why?"

"The others say it's really nice to wear, keep the expression on good too."

"Well, I'm different than people know?"

"Ah, it's up to you" Amara then left.

"Well? basic oneng!" the young man's body stiffened, with a throbbing heart slightly in pain. He remembered his best friend who lately seemed to be starting to change.

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Dimitri turned to look at a motorbike that had just arrived in the yard of the grandfather's house. Which he ordered one week ago. The Ducati Panigale V4R is as black as the company provides for Rania to ride on the circuit, and today he can have. Complete with letters and all kinds.

"Waah, .. the bike is cool. Got brother?" Amara just arrived from college. Staring at the shiny motor that was burning in front of Dimitri.

"Well, you have a brother?" answer the man.

The girl laughed. "The baby's pulling vegetables on this motorcycle" he said with open arms.

"No way. Could be the world's scrambling."

"Eat him." Amara laughed again.

"You just got home?" ask Dimitri later.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Morning afternoon?" the man looked at his watch, and the time had already shown it almost 6pm.

"Many activities."

"What activities?"

"Look to college, playtime?"

"Lied."

"Really."

"His college all day? grandma said you were gone from six o'clock? just wanted brother to pick you up, but you're hunting's coming."

"Masa? ah, ... Why am I spying home? you know that you don't go home first if you want to pick me up."

"Hm...

"Next time tell the house people when the afternoon comes home, will not grandmother worry."

"Yes, I forgot so many tasks. I told you this morning that it must be late afternoon."

"What time is it, frank dong. Let the parents not think wrong."

"Yes big brother, sorry." the girl with a sorry look.

"This." he then handed me a package containing a food box.

"What's this?"

"I'm practicing Japanese today, so I'm going home late. Find the material is difficult. It was a lot, but I asked for it, so I took it home a little. I don't know what's good. But temen said I was delicious. Who knows if you want to try" he said without pause.

Dimitri smiled as he grabbed the package, opened it and ate it without hesitation. A few pieces of sushiroll and some sort of onigiri. Which in an instant just moved into the man's mouth, which he chewed cheerfully. It just so happened that his stomach was already very hungry because he had just arrived from the office and directly checked his motorbike which had arrived a moment before.

"Enak" he said with his mouth full of food.

"Times?"

"Hu'um, I suspect you're going to open a restaurant before graduating from college. You're good at making Ra's food." he said, which made the girl's cheeks blush and warm up.

"Not excessive." Amara blushed in shame.

"Seriously. All the food you make is always good, brother will not worry if for example left behind grandma just the same you at home. I'm not going to starve."

Rania smiled at me. The man's words were like the sweetest thing he had heard. Although in fact he often gets the same praise from anyone who has tasted his cooking, but Dimitri's speech feels more special to him.

"out of." Dimitri handed the lunchbox to Amara. "Other times it's a sultry chicken yeah, it looks good." she suddenly thought of Rania.

"Chicken plump?" Amara frowned.

"Yes, a sopping chicken." Dimitri nodded his head.

"Don't you think you can't eat a spit, right? it's gonna hurt the stomach."

"Don't be spicy, just plain."

"Well, not a hot chicken if not spicy mah?" the girl reacted.

"Cieee. how to say you already look like Bandung people. How many months?" the man laughed.

"Well, the same slang as the natives here all." Amara laughed.

"But good, so funny."

"Funny?"

"Hu 'um. Besides you've been funny a long time." Dimitri pinched Amara's reddish cheeks.

"Dih, .. big sister."

"reality."

The girl patted Dimitri's arm hard.

"Yes, next time make a hot chicken that is not spicy so you can eat."

"Yes, I have the most onions" replied Amara.

"It's okay, just don't be spicy."

"Okay, but since when do you like that food?"

"Since, .. since Bandung. Never tried it anyway, just look at the sambelnya already horrified, especially if eating. It was guaranteed that his diary would not stop for a week." the man laughed again. "Sometheya brother asked you to cook the one who did not use the sambal of the bicycle."

"That's yeah? Okay okay."

"Yes, that's it." Dimitri then rode his motorbike which had been on since earlier.

"Where else?"

"Go first, try this. Good what not."

"I can come?" the girl's sight was hopeful.

"No, you just got home, must be tired."

"No, I'm not tired. Yeah, can you come?" he's seducing.

"Later, will ya? you want some business."

"What business?" amara's forehead is looking.

"Personal business."

"Personal?"

"Yeah, ...

"What personality?"

"You Kepo!" Dimitri laughed and then hit his helmet.

"What the hell, brother?"

"Depart the story sister."

"When?"

"Later if there's time. "

"Now there's time." he's trying to hold it.

"Not now, Ra."

"Yes, but when? I'd like to say something to you, too."

"Yes, later."

"But...

"Go first, huh?" Dimitri grabbed his helmet, then immediately exited the courtyard.

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[Have you come home from the workshop?] a message came in from Dimitri's number.

[Udah, just had a shower.] Rania sent a reply.

[Can you come out for a minute?] Dimitri sent another message.

[You what?"]

[You only want to meet, if I go home you will definitely forbid.]

[Don't!]

[Eating. Let's meet up? I miss.] Dimitri replied, followed by an emot smile.

[Just yesterday came home from Jakarta?]

[Who said we went home bereng? you're in the pickup car with your papa, while I'm in my car alone.] This time in the sullen emot follow.

Rania chuckles.

Then it appears Dimitri made a call.

"Yes?" the girl answered.

"Come on, we meet?" dimitri said from across the street.

"Where?"

"I'm waiting at the entrance of the compound."

"Tremendous grandfather?"

"From me picking you up directly at your house?"

"Don't do it."

"Yes, hurry up."

"A moment, I thought I'd give you a reason for the same" the girl combed her slightly wet hair.

"What reason do we usually use?"

"Say you'll go out for a while while."

"Yes, that's all."

"But now how does it feel to use that excuse? it used to be normal." The girl laughed.

"Times?"

"Yes, I think I lied to you, I feel like I have a sin."

"Well, I'll take you there, so you don't have to lie and don't feel guilty."

"Ng. okay." then Rania disconnects, and Dimitri whose mind immediately visualizes the girl's body perfectly.

Ah, fuck!! he murmured in the heart.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

"Well, I'll be out for a second, okay?" Rania came down with skinny jeans and leather jacket black as usual.

"Where was it in the afternoon?" Angga raised his head which he put on the thigh of Maharani.

"Round around." answered Rania who grabbed her motorcycle keys and helmet.

"Where are you going?"

"Ng ... Where are you? the streets are the point." the girl almost ran out.

"Who's the guy?" but the question stopped his steps.

"Himself." the answer just slid from his mouth.

"alone?" Angga narrowed his eyes, examining the look on his girl's face that looked suspicious.

"Yes. Come on, go first." Rania half ran out, avoiding other lies she might make to her father.

"Suspicious!" Angga muttering.

"What the hell are you? he's just gonna keep going?" Maharani.

"But something is weird."

"What?"

"His movements, lately he's been keeping secrets. Sometimes I don't see my eyes when I talk. I guess where his mind is."

"You're weird, he's an adult. Let him have his own privacy."

"What privacy? there is no such thing as privacy." Angga looked at his wife.

"He's not the kind of kindergarten you take with you every day to protect him from dangerous people. She's a grown girl."

"There is no such thing as an adult, a danger. Want a kid's cake, want an adult cake. As long as he's alone, he's still my son."

"Nobody can deny that."

"Why don't you support me?"

"Not supportive, papa. I'm just expressing my opinion. That Rania is an adult. He's 21 soon, and he's free to make a choice. Whatever it is."

"What do you think, if Rega is the same as the rich twins, what would it be?"

"That's different, baby, they're still kids. Rega is in transition from children to teenagers. What we really need to look at now is Rega. Not Rania."

Angga scowled unhappily.

"Our son is four Papa, not just Rania. But there's Rega, Adel and Amel. Everything needs your attention, not just Rania."

"Do I look favoritism? no, my affection is the same as theirs."

"But that's what I saw. Try to remember, more often the same three sister Rania who? yes I'm."

"And I have a job too."

"Indeed, but you take care of Rania more than your job."

"It's my job to take care of Rania."

"It should only be for the race, not the others."

"I'm just making sure he's safe."

"I knew. But you're starting to overdo it. And again it's like forgetting your other child for being too strict to watch over Rania."

"Times?"

"Yes. You don't even realize that Rega is already puberty and doesn't know he has been having wet dreams?"

"What? such a time should be discussed ish, ...

"Yes, it has to be. Significant. He's the only boy, he needs more papa figures, especially if it's a problem."

"Yes you are clear," Angga in an awkward tone. It felt a little embarrassing to him.

"Without you telling me already. He said it himself."

"Masa? The Rega didn't know he had a wet dream?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"So, put some shame on."

"No, it's good. Ega says everything she's been through, she even shows a chat to her school girl friend who says she likes him."

"Masa? great also he is. still piyik already gaet gaet girl?" Angga laughing.

"That's not the problem."

"Keep what?"

"The theme is dating."

"What-aa?!! the kids of today, right?" Angga screaming.

"Ish.... Why are you screaming?"

"He's in third grade Junior High!"

"That's what I said. It's a good thing Ega always told me everything she's been through."

"What do you need to answer?"

"Yes I said not to first. Not yet, you will be out of High School. But I'm not sure, today's children are high curious souls. I'm afraid he's tempted. Where's the beautiful woman again, duh."

Angga.

"Ngawasin Rania may, but I also need you to participate in the same role as the development of Ega. I think I will be overwhelmed, where Adel and Amel have also started to look pubescent. I won't be able to watch three pubescent children alone." the Empress argued to her husband.

Angga realized, if all this time he was very protective of Rania. For some reason, he felt frightened if there was something that his first daughter had experienced.

Especially after receiving someone's report if the girl was often seen going with a man she knew. Angga feels unwilling, if Rania has a close relationship with a man. Moreover, Dimitri, whose reputation he already knew long before he realized the closeness of the man with Rania.

Even without finding out, he had already recognized what the character of the man was like. A friendliness cannot deceive his views and instincts as a father. She feels Dimtri is dangerous for her daughter.

"You're telling me to just let Rania go free?"

"No. I just asked you to pay attention to Rega and her sisters. They need you too, not just Rania."

"I'm just worried that Rania's going through something bad."

"And you're not worried about her sisters?"

"Not that Ran either."

"But you look like that." The Maharani got up from his seat.

"No, ..." Angga followed with his gaze as the woman sauntered upstairs.

"Where are you going?"

"Rosegues."

"New magrib?"

"I want Nemenin Ega, who knows he'll vent again. About school, maybe."

"Heh, he's not studying anymore?"

"Nemenin learning is also important, so that anyone can be asked if he is confused. School lessons are sometimes crazy. What learned, which became a matter of what test.Kan not connect." The maharani immediately shot upwards.

"Don't you? she snuggle?" muttered Angga afterwards.

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Rania is stunned when she does not find Dimitri's shiny black car in front of the entrance to her home complex. But only a great biker sat quietly in the usual place where Dimitri was waiting. With a helmet covering his head.

"Is he lying? he said wait here?" Rania reached into the phone in her jacket pocket, intending to make a call to the man.

"Ehm.". "a dull voice he knew sounded nearby. And his eyes rounded for a moment as he turned his head, and found Dimitri on the black bike, opening his helmet so he could see it clearly.

"You?" he said it as if he did not believe.

"I'm not cool?" Dimitri with his signature grin.

"Nh ..." Rania got off her red CBR and immediately approached Dimitri.

"Not wrong?" he looked at the man from top to bottom. Appearance different than usual.

The Rider suit is black with white stripes all over its body, making the man look like a professional racer.

"Nyasar sir? where's the race?" the girl chuckled, she was stunned to see the appearance of her lover. Dimitri looks very handsome, and... sexy? even though that guy is handsome.

"Am I handsome? cool already?" the man smiled with rosy cheeks.

Then Rania laughed while crouching.

"It's the bike I'm training on, isn't it?" he then went around the motor to see.

"I bought it, I bought it."

"Wow? a timing?"

"Yes. My time on your exercise bike? not a level."

"Doconce, arrogant?"

Dimitri rubbed his shoulders with a smile.

"Let's go on a date?"

"Dating?"

"Your date. We race?"

"Can we speed?"

"We'll see."

"Surely you can chase me? ferocious mounts can't guarantee you can chase me, you know, the red can be more powerful." Rania sneering.

"I can't possibly beat the world champion, but I'm sure that you won't leave me behind."

"Surely so?"

"Well, you're my boyfriend."

"Dih, piquancy." Rania chuckles.

"Let's hurry, it's gonna be night soon. We don't have much time, do we?"

"Where are you going?"

"Open me, but you."

"Me?" Rania pointed to herself.

"Yes, I feel like your father is starting to get suspicious, so I'm sure he won't stay silent. At least it'll ban you from going out for a long night."

"Ah, that's right. It's not usually Kepo either."

"Well, what did I say."

"Hu'um, I almost lied to you." Rania laughs.

"Well, let's go?"

"All right."

"Do you want me to screw?" tawang Dimitri to him.

"No, you said you wanted to race. Let's see how fast you can speed?"

"Don't hurry Ran, later I can't chase you."

"If not fast is not a dong race?"

"Don't equate me with your rivals on the track."

"No promise." Rania put on her helmet again, then got on her bike.

"Ready?" they turned on the two-wheeled vehicle.

"okay."

The sound of the engine roared and the two of them prepared. Then in the next minute, the two began to drive, their vehicles accelerated from 0 to 50 kilometers per hour in just two seconds.

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