All About You
Darling

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Rania immediately woke up to the sound of an alarm from a digital clock on the nightstand. Then he looked at the empty side next to him. The woman was stunned for a while, and exhaled a sigh of relief when she heard the sound of water flowing from the bathroom. Her husband has not yet gone to work.

He quickly picked up his clothes under the bed, then put them on.

"You're awake." Dimitri came out of the bathroom. Just wearing a towel that she wrapped around her waist, with her hair still dripping dots of water, which came down flowing down her neck, her shoulders then wetting her chest.

"Wanna take a shower?" dimitri said again while damaging his head with another towel he found.

Rania did not answer, she just rushed into the bathroom and immediately cleaned herself.

The woman immediately got dressed, then noticed what Dimitri was doing. Wearing a shirt after wearing deodorant and perfume that smells intoxicating. The smell lasted for hours in that room alone.

Then he wore a black tie, and skillfully did it himself. Wearing face cream, hair pomade and tidying herself up until she looks charming, as usual.

"What are you doing sitting there?" Dimitri looked at Rania through the mirror in front of him. Who is watching what he is doing.

"Observe you."

"Why?"

"You said I could start from getting up in the morning and pay attention to what you're doing." the woman walked over.

Dimitri chuckled then broke his head. "Haaaaahh, .. so funny you are. Listen to what I say." he said.

"Good girl." she patted Rania on the back gently.

"Today's training?"

"No. Tomorrow's last rehearsal before the day after tomorrow leaves for Jerez."

"Hmm ... So where are you going today?"

"Not anywhere. The most here."

"alright. Can I get you that suit and socks?" Dimitri pointed at the cupboard on the side of his right.

Rania complies with what she asks, takes her navi-colored coat and socks, and then thrusts her.

"Thank you." Dimitri accepted it, then walked out.

"It wasn't a dipake?" Rania followed him from behind.

"Let's go, let's not get tangled."

"Oh, ...

Dimitri then wore socks and shoes that were available near the sofa. Then check his phone when it sounds loud.

"Can you open the door, Zai? someone brought food" he said.

"okay." Rania did as she was told.

"Take the dishes and other containers, then you move all these foods to the Zai container" Dimitri said again after Rania received a package containing some of the food and put it on the table.

And the woman simply obeyed what she commanded without saying much.

"Thank you" he said, as he looked at the food on the table had been neatly arranged. "Let's have breakfast?" he sat down on the chair, and patted the chair beside him for Rania.

"You always buy food every day, why don't you tell me to cook myself?" Rania took the food and put it on her husband's plate. As he had seen his mother do.

"Can you cook?" the man started eating his food.

"No. Besides making boiled noodles."

Dimitri laughing. "Then what are you doing? all the time you use to tamper with the engine and just race?"

Rania fell silent.

"What right?"

The woman nodded.

"Geez!" Dimitri laughed again.

"You keep laughing."

"You're so funny. So busy with motorbikes and machines that no time to learn another."

"Have made an omelet, niruin mama. Udah kepedean because the shape already looks like made by mama, but fitting eaten salty kebagetan. I know I'm mostly salt." he chuckled. "Everyone was protesting, and since then I don't want to cook. Dizziness wondering how much to use the spice."

"It's okay, you can learn again."

"Should I cook?" Rania stopped her eating.

"Not really. But if it could be better, right?" replied Dimitri who sipped water after finishing his breakfast.

"I'm done" he said, who then got up and immediately put on a suit that had been draped on the sofa.

"Go now?" Rania followed.

"Yes. Aline's schedule is pretty solid today." he's wearing his suit.

"What should I do after this? if yesterday-yesterday, after eating I go to the workshop for work. Well now, I'm confused about what to do."

"As for you, going to bed again is fine." she went back to tidying herself up.

"Ish, sleep on."

"Yes because if you want to clean up, soon there will also be people who come to do it."

"Yes too."

"Go first okay?" he bowed his face to kiss Rania's reddish lips. "Don't miss" he said, smiling.

"No, Dim. You keep thinking." replied Rania.

"Ck!" Dimitri.

"Why? he said he was going?"

"When do you call a name like that?"

"Huh?"

"I told you to call me baby." Dimitri approached again.

"Ish, .. new horrors also I feel amused. Let alone call you .. mmm .." she stopped her speech when Dimitri silenced her mouth with a kiss.

"Call me baby!" the man almost whispered.

"Forced."

"Indeed."

"Why the hell, it seems sinful if the wife does not call love to her husband? or do I want to call you guys?"

Dimitri laughed, "I just want you to call me that Zai. Just like I called you Zai."

"Zai what does that mean? baby too?"

"That's how it is."

"It's weird."

"Let's call me baby, let me work today."

"Ac, ..." Rania was about to stumble, but Dimitri held her arm.

"Zai, ...

"No." refused the woman.

"Is that so?" the man put down his briefcase, then took off the buttons of his suit one by one.

"What do you want?" Rania widened her eyes.

"Because you don't give me spirit, so it looks like I have to do something to get me excited today."

"What?"

Dimitri grinned while taking off his suit, then he went back to approach Rania.

"Yes yes okay," the woman held Dimitri with both hands.

"What?"

"Sa-honey." she finally said it too.

"Again."

"Dear."

"One more time."

"Dear." Rania softened her voice.

"Ah, ... so much fun, isn't it?" the man with a cheerful voice. "Defend it!" and he returned to his clothes.

"I left" she said again, then exited her apartment unit.

"Basic maksa!" Rania mutters.

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"Aren't you going to go together with Rania?" the two men finished their lunch at the campus park.

"Aren't you angry with Rania?"

"Why angry?"

"That's the problem."

"Without marriage?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oh, no. Why keep getting angry? they are happy, why are we busy getting angry? not very good."

"Hm ...

"Are you still angry with Mr. Dimi?"

"Not angry at me."

"Hurt heart?"

Amara nodded.

"Huh, .. baby our time is spent thinking about unimportant things." He closed his empty lunch box.

"Eh, it's up to you. Heart, your heart. Who is you, I just want to move on so that our lives are better. If you choose to torture yourself by maintaining feelings that you should not, that's your right. Just pity that your life is too important to be inhibited by the same thing." He shifted the lunchbox to nearby Amara.

"I'm done. You're still in college after this?"

"Nothing is." Amara shook her head.

"You're not going?"

"Where?"

"Road, where are you. We're healing." Galang replied.

"Healing?"

"Yes, healing. Healed heart so that he could move on." the young man chuckled.

"Come on." Amara consents.

Then they both left, riding Galang's cross motorbike. Tracing the crowded streets that afternoon. Follow a wheel that spins without a definite purpose. I only want to spend the time left that day.

"I've never walked this far other than to college or find materials to do chores." Amara was screaming a little.

"And now you do it." replied Galang, while trying to balance his motorbike among other vehicles that crowded the streets at the end of the day.

"Yes, because I know my sister." the girl laughed.

"I'm a bad influence on you, Ra."

"Why?"

"Yes, that was, who had never gone out of the house at first, now even went out with me often."

"But I'm a grin. I forgot to be sad when I went with my sister."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"So, good what's bad?"

"What?"

"Same victory to me?"

"It's as good as it is."

"Thank you."

"Hopefully, you're not watching me."

"meaning?"

"Yes, I hope you don't tell people to look out for me."

"Don't like that?"

"Sometimes."

"What if it is?"

"Papa's investigation?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, .. That's okay."

"What's that?"

"Nothing about this." Amara sounded laughing.

"If papa were angry how?"

"No, not."

"Related."

"But I think your papa is fierce?"

"No ah."

"But just then I met his face neremin."

"Sister!!" Amara patted Galang's shoulder hard. "He's papa I know! and he's not fierce."

"It looks."

"But no. It's just kind of weird if the same people who don't know."

"That's it?"

"Yes. Brother must know first papa, let not in jutekin."

"Ish, ... what is your papa acquaintance?"

"Emang why?"

"People have to know their parents." Galang laughing.

"Emang should be the same as dating if you know the parents? sahabatan sisama kak Rania familiar with his parents. I was taught work too."

"Ah, .. Yes really."

"What's wrong with knowing me too? it's good."

"What's so good?" Laugh again.

"Yes, let my sister not be in jutekin if she meets."

The young man even smiled.

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They stopped at a hilltop tea garden in the southern city of Bandung. Unknowingly the two drove so far from campus, until arriving in the Pangalengan area. A tea garden area as far as the eye can see.

"It's cool." Amara got off the bike and took off her helmet, as did Galang.

"We're so far here, aren't we?"

"Hmmm .. but this is good."

"Indeed."

"Open yes, if you can bring a motorbike. Where do you go."

"Earn online too."

"If invited around kayak gini expensive kak farenya. Could've used up my snack rations a week."

"Ah, ..it's okay." They sat in a wooden chair that was apparently deliberately placed there for the rest of the tea pickers.

"I want to learn to ride a motorcycle ah" said Amara later.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to teach me?"

"Mc ...

"Teach me, will you? let us walk together later." the girl stared with sparkling eyes.

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