All About You
Of jealousy?

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"Duh, even forgetfulness again." Galang reached back from his jacket pocket on his way back from the dining area, to the cotage where he and his team stayed for the next few days.

Looked at Amara's contact who went online two hours ago. Of course in Indonesia is now very late, at 5 pm in Le Mans is the same as at 11 pm in Bandung there, and the girl was unlikely to wait for herself to reply to the message she received a few days ago. So busy preparing the motorbike and checking some things, Galang until he did not have time to reply to messages from anyone. Including his parents whose calls he could not answer as well.

"Yes Ra. Sorry new bales, a few days really busy. Much must be done because the track is now complicated really. Must be mastiin if Rania's bike is really safe on this track." she sent a reply.. Either the girl will read it when, but at least she has replied to the message.

"Busy really, who's back to chat." Rania was bothering him as usual.

"Ish, ... What the hell?" He immediately put his phone back in his jacket pocket.

"Who Lang? your girl, huh?" the woman and she wanted to know.

"Repo!" the young man patted Rania on the forehead as he often did.

"Well, what kind of clap would I have if I had a concussion?"

"No way, your head is hard." he slapped his best friend's head again.

"Galange Ish!!" Rania dodged.

"Well, really. So I can race on this circuit. If not stubborn, maybe now you are just a housewife, who is waiting for her husband to come home from work."

"Yes, but don't try to pat your head."

"Emang why?"

"Not why, just ...

"Oh, I forgot that you belong to Mr. Dimi." the young man laughed.

Rania stuck out her tongue at Galang, but instead made her best friend laugh out loud.

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"Seneng deh, look at you like this again." now the two are on the upper balcony overlooking the city of Paris tens of kilometers in the distance there.

Rania looked at her best friend who had indeed returned to her normal state. Apparently he didn't take too long to recover from the heartbreak he caused. And he's happy about it.

"Hhhhh .. Don't start! I'm healing myself again know?" replied Galang who was laying his head on the back of the chair, with a canned drink in his right hand, and a mobile phone lit up in his left hand. Waiting for a reply to a message from a person who was far away, who clearly knew there was no way the girl could reply to the message because she might have slept at night this late.

"You happy, Ran?" he then asked.

"Hum?"

"Pak Dimi is good with you?"

"good. Why are you asking that?"

"It's okay. Just ask me."

"You're like my mom who worries about me too much. The effect is better." the woman laughed.

"Because everyone loves you the same Ran. All of a sudden you meet a guy, keep getting married. Doesn't it surprise people? especially if you know that Mr. Dimi ..." Hanging his words, he forgot he should not talk too much about this, despite knowing the fact that the man who married his best friend had a reputation that was not too good with women. At least that's what he knew by accident when Angga made a phone call to someone to watch over his son-in-law.

"Why?"

"No."

"Dimitri why?"

"It's okay."

"Do you know anything about Dimitri?" Rania asked.

"Mc ...

"Because I knew something about her before we got married."

"What?"

"On his association with the women before me."

"Huh?"

"I'm sure you know what I mean by calling a relationship with a woman." Rania hinted with her fingers which she moved like quotes.

Galang.

"Maybe that's also what makes papa still can't accept him as my husband."

"Om Angga?"

"Yes. Papa still doesn't seem to like Dimitri,"

"And you know what Dimitri's past was like?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Know from whom?"

"He said it himself."

"Wow? he's being honest himself?"

"Hm ..." Rania nodded.

"And your reaction?"

The woman held her shoulder.

"Aren't you reacting?"

"What should I do?" Rania chuckles.

"Current, hit him on the cake.or how many weeks it is, especially if he stops kayaking in the novels, and wait for him to apologize to kneel at your feet. It's good."

"Well, why should that be?"

"Oneng, oneng." Galang shook his head. "I don't know how you think. To the extent that the gini problem is still you cuekin."

"Well, is that his past, why should I have a problem?"

"What?"

"She said she quit after realizing she felt the same way I did."

"And you believe?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why?"

"I'm sure he was honest about it, and I got married. Then what else can make me not believe in him?"

"You're a naive Ran."

"It's important that she dares to face my parents for marriage."

"Don't you, brasa again shady?"

"Nyindira? who's indelible?"

Galang just rolled his eyeballs with a lump.

"You're being weird, by the way." the woman laughed.

"What a freak it is you, know her husband's past but there's no reaction whatsoever."

"Eh, should I really be angry with him? I told you it's the past, and it has nothing to do with me. Why would I waste time trying to deal with her past? the important thing is that it is no longer the same as me. Another story if now he did it. I've been running on the track."

"Yes, that's why."

"Ah, by the way oneng mah will not win." the young man got up from his chair.

"Where are you going?"

"You are bobo ah, sleepy." replied Galang.

"It's still afternoon!"

"In Bandung it's 12 o'clock, oneng!"

"We're in France again."

"Otakku is in Bandung." Galang sauntered into the two-story building

"Don't you? how's the story gonna check my bike then?"

"That's his clone."

"There's cloning?"

"Some, I'm the only one who has."

"Dih, haluuu ..." - Rania's granddaughter who decided to stay to enjoy the increasingly cold atmosphere. While uploading some pictures of the night view Le Mans that he uploaded to the storage in the whats app.

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Dimitri sighed softly after checking messages from Andra in a special group containing his work schedule for tomorrow.

"It's even midnight, my God!" lamented the man, seeing how many lists of his work.

"In Bandung it's not this dense. And I can handle it every day." she sent an answer to Andra.

"Bandung's a branch, Dim. You're gonna start a job at the center, and that's a hundred times what you've done." Andra replies.

"Most." lamented Dimitri.

"Our work is that much. And you'll find out later." Arfan sent a message.

"Calm down, you can definitely handle this. You'll get used to it over time, just look at us." message from Arfan again.

"Yeahh, ...

"Now let's rest, so that tomorrow we can start our work early and finish it on time."

Yeah, .. rest your head. All of a sudden I had insomnia.the man dropped his head on the pillow still with the phone on.

Then she checked some contacts that still appeared online, including the contact Rania had just sent a picture on her strorry twenty seconds ago.

"You haven't slept Zai?" Dimitri sent a message.

"Not yet." the woman immediately replied.

Then Dimitri did a video call.

"Hey? you haven't slept? is that really bad there?" rania's face dominated her phone screen.

"Newly wanted to, but look at your strorry."

Rania laughs.

"Why are you still out? it's cold out there, isn't it?"

"Hmm ... just had a chat with Galang."

"Groof?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Chat about what?"

"What is it about."

"Huh?"

"Ordinary chat. How the hell? what do you think?"

"You've married Zai, why is it so close to Galang?" Dimitri with a look of dislike.

"So, he's meeting me."

"I knew. But still, ...

"Some of him is my mechanic, just don't want to be near. If it's not close, where can the communication for the race problem?"

"Close in another sense means Zai." he remembered their interaction a few days earlier. Which made him feel uncomfortable every time he remembered that.

"In what sense? I used to be the same Galang ya gini-gini aja."

"But I don't like to see you get too close to Galang."

"Ish, .. I told you he was my best friend."

"You know he's a boy and you're a girl. Moreover, he once liked you."

"I don't do anything."

"Alright, things are different Zai."

"Don't you believe me?"

"It's not so."

"When I believe you, you know, when everyone does not believe in you, and does not support the decisions I take. But even you can't believe me."

"Lho, how do you say that?"

"Eventually you're weird, and you're not even dealing with jealousy."

"I'm not jealous, I just ...

"Udah ah, if the nelfon just want to argue mengingan hopefully aja."

"Lho?"

"I'm going to bed. tomorrow's the last practice before qualifying. I don't want my mood to upset and make a chaotic concentration because things don't matter."

"Wait for Zai, I don't mean that, but ...

But the call was cut off by itself. And Dimitri was just stunned while staring at his phone screen.

"Why is he?" he tried repeating the call.

"Haihhh, .. misunderstood. That doesn't mean that, does it?" mumbling again. "Isn't he?"

Of jealousy? I'm not jealous. I just don't like my wife being close to other men, let alone Galang. Huh, it's just good.his mind is upset.

Intentions call the woman to treat longing, but even the frustration she gets. Rania can't be confused with that kind of thing, and she has to work hard to make him understand.

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