All About You
Longs

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"Everything's good?" Dimitri stared at his phone screen as Rania made a video call moments after the race and climbed onto the podium. Also press conferences and interviews with some foreign media.

"Currently, it was just a bit emotional." replied Rania while releasing the riding suit, then dropped her body on the bed.

"Why emotions?"

"Some are unsportsmanlike, but don't know."

"meaning?"

"There are deliberately intimidating, continue the strategy of some kayak racers does not make sense that."

"Oh yeah?" Dimitri sipped coffee that Rega brought for him.

"Hu'um."

"But you can go through it, and beat them. You're the champion of the race this time, and that's good. Remembering everything I saw seemed impossible. You're a long way behind, but you can?"

"Dimi's brother to the point while screaming! I don't know what I know either." Rega interrupted the conversation, making Dimitri laugh out loud. Remembering the moment of the watching event that was quite crowded for almost an hour because of his screams in front of the television.

"Haboo." murmured Rania.

"So how?"

"I wouldn't let them win in a cheating way. Just delicious! others are sporty, race right. Why are they that? means all this time, their efforts are so dong dong can be a champion?" Rania grumbling.

"It can be."

"Original, I can't. If they win sportively anyway, okay I will not stick around very hard. Lah this? it is also dangerous for other riders. It can also be called a safety threat."

"Report the federation alone."

"Papa's words must be difficult, because there is no solid evidence. So free of charge. They are also not very bego-bego, so do it subtly."

"Hmm ... So what do you want?"

"However. All I thought about was just trying to do better to be a champion" he smiled.

"okay."

"So, .. what's the prize?"

"Hum? a present?"

"Yes. A present. You said that if I was a champion, you would give me a gift?"

"So you're telling me the story?" Dimitri.

"You said it." Rania smiled broadly.

"Later, when you get here" replied Dimitri.

"Well, ... is it still a long time dong?"

"Tomorrow you're home, right?"

"No. No one has reported that the race at Le Mans in the forward?"

"really? I haven't seen the info today."

"Next week we're racing at Le Mans, so tomorrow I don't go home. Take responsibility for going back. The training time is only a little, even the soy sauce on the road, so yes. We'll stay another week."

"Is that so?" the man was a little disappointed.

"Hmm .. Sorry, I've been living for a long time." Rania laughs.

Dimitri.

"So you're not going to follow?" the woman seemed to rise.

"If the distance is from here to Jakarta, I will definitely follow. But to Lemans? that means I have to leave an important job here."

"Hm ..." Rania pursed her lips.

"Don't Zai, I don't have to."

"But I went to Geeran too. Look at the audience, wishing you were there. Or the street spirit in the hallway, who knows you suddenly appear, uh .. yunya fun to watch at home."

Dimitri laughing.

"Yes?" he said, which made the woman's cheeks flushed and she misbehaved.

"No, just hope."

"Wish but can't sleep?" Dimitri sneered.

"Now can."

"Times?"

"Yes. Was ordinary. That will be it too."

"Hmmm .." the man muttered.

"Udah first, I want to rest. I have to go to the airport tomorrow morning." Rania wants to end the conversation.

"Wait a minute Zai, I still miss." Dimitri held back a smile.

"I'm not." Rania answered.

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"All right then."

"Hmm .. I close first huh?"

"okay."

"I love you Zai" said Dimitri, who turned off his phone.

"Don't you? adults who are friendly on the phone too?" Rega was still playing her phone next to Dimitri.

"You eavesdropping, huh?"

"No, it just sounds. The phone guy here deket me."

"Yes too. Hahaha ..." Dimitri scrambled the top of his sister-in-law's head.

"If dating should be?" Rega paused his activities for a moment.

"Not really."

"Are you the only one married?"

"Maybe."

"But I don't see your mommy?"

"Times?"

"Hu 'um. That's why brother looks weird." The teenager scoffed.

Dimitri shook his head while laughing.

"Your brother is hard to romanticize Ga."

"No. He's playing with just the same engine oil as the English key, he won't understand about it." the brother-in-law out loud.

"That's how."

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Amara was stunned staring at the screen of her flaming phone. He waited for a reply after sending a message to Galang's mobile number, but after about an hour the checkmark had not changed color either.

"Why am I waiting for him to reply?" the girl mumbled.

"I don't think there's any work" he got up from the park chair in front of the campus and walked out of the area.

"Today you went straight home Ra?" a boy friend approached.

"Yes, it's a matter of judgment."

"Aren't you going to hang out first?"

"No, thanks."

"Again, Galang's brother doesn't exist."

"meaning?"

"Well, if there is a brother Galang you often go with him."

"Just go home with a bang."

"Yes, just keep it."

"Hmmm ...

"So how? wanna come?"

"I don't think so, thank you" she refused again.

Then a car stopped right in front of him when Amara intended to book a taxi online.

"Pregnant?" a voice he was very familiar with called out.

Amara turned her attention away from her phone screen, and was stunned for a moment.

"Would you like to go home?"

"Yeah. Brother from where? abis's working?" the girl asked back.

"Yes. Want together? sister delivery."

"Mc ...

"You eat first? brother's hungry."

"Can." Amara thought for a moment, but then got into the car.

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"Where is your college?"

"Fluent. What kind of sister's job?"

"Surfing too."

A waitress brought their order. Two kinds of food and two glasses of drink. Which they received both with passion.

"Are you okay, Ara?"

"Hum? me?" Amara pointed at her own face.

"Yes," and Dimitri nodded his head.

"good. I'm good."

"Thank God,"

"Hmm .. You don't have to worry. I'll be fine."

"Yes, . about that ...

"Don't discuss. Shouldn't we be forgetting each other? so don't talk about it anymore. And I decided to assume that I never felt anything. And I hope that brother does too. So I can also cepet move on."

"Is that so?" Dimitri chuckles. "Alright, that's good." she was relieved.

"Sister Rania how are you?" Amara then switched the conversation.

"good. He just finished racing in Jerez yesterday. And it looks like he flew again to France today." the man stared at the jal on his cell phone screen.

"French?"

"Yes, for the next race." Dimitri devoured his food.

"Not come home yet?"

"No. Liability, it's only been a week." Dimitri shook his head.

"If the race is like that, brother often left dong?"

"Yes, once a week or two."

"Silent brother dong?" Amara chuckles bitterly. Suddenly, he felt sorry why he had to follow the man's invitation. He is trying to heal the heart.

"Not really. He used to call if there was free time." along with that Dimitri's phone rang. And Rania's contact is calling.

"Long live" the man smiled, then swiped his phone screen up to answer in video call mode.

"Yes Zai?"

"Hey? you're home yet?" Rania is already wearing her special training riding suit.

"No, I'm still at the cafe." Dimitri answered.

"Cafe?"

"Eat." he showed me the table with half the food plate.

"Oh, ...

"And Ara." Dimitri then pointed his camera phone at Amara who was eating his food. And the girl then smiled and waved her hand.

Oh, be strong..be strong! inner Amara.

"Oh, ...

"So coming home from the office I met him on the street." he returned the front camera view.

"Hm ...

"You done training?"

"No. Just wanted to."

"Oh, ...

"I can turn noon. But the weather was still cold, duh." his wife complained.

Dimitri chuckled softly.

"You really don't want to follow?" the woman looked glancing at me.

"Can't Zai, .. My job is a lot. I have to go to Jakarta tomorrow."

"Oh yeah? why?"

"Follow Arfan meeting with a client from Germany."

"Oh, ... "

"And maybe for the next few days I will be in Jakarta. There's a lot to take care of. I'll have to move in there soon."

"Huh? to Jakarta?"

"Yes. It's time to take over the center."

"That's it?"

"Hm ...

"Time for training! don't call me just!" there was a faint cry from behind Rania.

"Wait for the title!" he screamed back.

"Well it's your turn, the weather's going to get colder again, and we can't exercise." looks like Galang is approaching.

"Attent."

"Buruan." the young man seemed to pull the ends of Rania's hair.

"Diem dudul!!"

"The food, tar diomelin Om Angga you know!"

"No, not."

"Related?"

"You there, check the real bike again."

"Udah from earlier oneng! you're the one who's melting." Galang again pulled the tip of Rania's hair until the woman's head was pulled back.

"Groof!" he shouted again, then got up and chased after his friend who had run away.

"Which, it was. I want to chase the title first." said Rania who then turned off her phone connection.

"Mmm... They are like that, right?" Dimitri muttered while frowning his forehead.

"You're done?" he then turned to Amara who was silent after hearing the conversation on the phone just now.

The girl nodded slowly.

"We're home?" tawar Dimitri's.

"Son't finished the food yet?"

"Hmm ... was full." the man downed his drink. Then call the waiter to make the payment.

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"Wouldn't you go in first?" they arrived in front of the gate of Lita's house in the afternoon.

"No. Please tell grandma sorry sister can't stop by. There's other business."

"Oh, .. okay."

"So, I'm not going."

"Yes" and the car left the place immediately. And the pensive Amara stared at the vehicle until it disappeared around the corner.

He then reached into his phone in the bag, then turned it on. Staring at the screen with the name of Galang's contact, was also the last message he sent a few hours ago. The tick had turned blue the sign had already been read by the young man. But he did not get the reply he expected.

Hmm... What hope? who is he? He was still busy playing around with his past. Amara's heart monologues.

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Sorry readers, today is late. Understandably there is a bias in the real world.fairly, mothers are always busy pompous yekan. 🤣

but still, want to ask like comments the same as a lot of gifts.

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