All About You
Dimitri's Feelings

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"Concentrate!" Arfan patted Dimitri on the head with the documents in his hand, as the young man did not undergo his presentation training properly this time.

Many sentences were incorrect, and the wrong words he said. Like he just experienced that.

"You didn't read it right? what have you been doing since morning?" the man grumbled.

"Are you in trouble?" asked Arfan again, who was standing in front of his sister-in-law.

Dimitri did not answer, he just rubbed his face, then massaged the base of his nose that felt pain.

"Too often come home at night, too many drinks and parties.too much spend the night with the girls...so not good for you Dim." Arfan shook his head.

"I'm just not feeling well, Om." the young man replied, and he dropped his body on the couch.

"Don't you remember how much your work is? but your rest is not enough. You used your free time in vain."

Dimitri.

"If you keep going like this, it's not impossible that you will fail."

"This company needs a leader, not someone who behaves arbitrarily just because he is a subsidiary of the company. Your enemies are everywhere, your competitors are many, and your opponents are waiting for your weaknesses. In order for them to be able to drop, then take the opportunity that has long been in your grasp."

"Because the position as heir alone is not enough, the reputation of your papi and grandfather is at stake. While your abilities are only a way in place." Arfan breathed a heavy sigh.

"You know, you can't stay with me forever. The time will come, you will leave and you will have to let go. And you have to walk alone. Want not to want you to be able to. You're lucky, you can still do what you love, while your papa used to, must throw away his desire for the sake of running this business."

The young man was still silent.

"So, at least be serious about your work. It's up to you to do your fun out there, you won't care but.be careful, and do your job earnestly. We all hope for you Dim." the man patted his sister-in-law's shoulder slowly.

"We should rest first, it will not work if forced now" said Arfan who took off afterwards.

"You don't understand. I just need a minute to shut up." Dimitri laid his head on the back of the sofa, then he got up again, then bent his body with both hands resting on his knees to hold his dizzy head.

Ah, ... not a dizzy. But he felt his head was about to explode. Because it was filled with that annoying girl, who she couldn't forget for some reason since last night.

His heart even felt a throbbing pain, and he did not know what this feeling was? he's never felt it before.

This strange feeling was truly excruciating, and made him not want to do anything. It was as if he was losing strength. Although there was a pleasant taste as well, but still he felt helpless.

"Aarrgghh, RANIAAAA!!" he growled as the cute face appeared again in the shadow, then he threw his body on the back of the sofa with his eyes closed.

"Rania is training at Sentul, Dim." a familiar voice is heard interrupting.

Dimitri opened his eyes and turned his head, and Andra's figure was seen breaking into the room. The young man got back up.

"Have you met Rania?" Andra sat down opposite him, having placed some documents on the young man's desk.

"Om Andra knows Rania?" Dimitri asked back.

"Know."

"really?"

"Wait a minute, which one is Rania? because what I know is that Rania's my friend's son who raced yesterday at the sentul."

"Stranaa, devushka,... " Dimitri mutters.

"What did you say?"

"Ng. not om. Just...

"Ah, .. so forget it, right? I'm just dropping off this proposal, for tomorrow's presentation. You learn again, huh?" the man got up. "I can't accompany you today. Gotta go."

"Where are you going?"

"To Sentul again, there's a meeting with Rania's father."

"Huh? Centule?" suddenly Dimitri felt his strength return.

"Yes.just go first?" Andra bidding.

"Follow!!" Dimitri stood up and tidied up his slightly tangled suit.

"Can't, it's not ...

"I want to come along, while studying the documents as well, read here my mind is screwed up." he grabbed some documents and then came out to study Andra.

"Why that kid?" the man muttered, but he followed her out of the building, and let her in his car, after Dimitri had argued with Clarra earlier because she left before work was over.

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"Maybe this has to be this... " Galang put some tools on Rania's racing bike, with the girl also crouching by her side.

"You try it now, don't you if I stick it like that?" galang told Rania.

"OK." the girl complied, and she immediately boarded her red Ducati, and turned on her engine as usual. Then put it on the track for a few meters, then back in front of Galang. Along with the arrival of the father with two men in neat suits.

"It tastes better Lang gini, but it's still a little shaky like yesterday." Rania screaming.

"Masa? so the bagusan gini?" the young man said.

"Hmm.but if you're pissed again it's not like it bothers."

"Okay, we're real again."

"Rania?" The gogga called after their distance was quite close.

The girl looked up, and she immediately smiled as she found a familiar face. And that caused the young man beside Andra to hold her breath for a while.

Looking at her smile, looking at her face, and looking at her brown hair that was scattering in the wind.

Is he an angel? is he an angel? he murmured in his heart.

"Om Andra's... " Rania half jumped from the motorbike and rushed to the two men. Then he slid into Andra's arms.

Ughhhh!! why does he like to hug people? Dimitri grumbled inwardly, and he felt dislike for the sight.

Will he hug me too? he muttered again, and he smiled at a glance, feeling ridiculous with his own thoughts.

"Om Andra what's going on here?" Rania immediately let go of her embrace.

"Just meet your Papa." replied Andra, "After getting a good position in qualifying yesterday can not relax huh? we have to keep training" he said.

"Yes, um."

"Ehm... " Dimitri cleared her throat feeling ignored by the two people in front.

"Pa Dimi?" Andra laughed loudly.

Dimitri simply rolled his eyeballs, but he was prepared to welcome if only the girl would embrace him as well. But apparently he was wrong.

What am I prepared for? inner again.

"So Ga, it looks like we have to prepare this ..." Angga and Andra walked away, they talked about the next race plan that Rania will face in the next few days. Leaving the young man stunned along with Rania and her big motorbike.

"Ng .. so... are you still practicing?" Dimitri. Just this time he couldn't find any talk when dealing with a girl. Usually his mouth just smoothly puffed up useless chatter but was able to get attention from the girl nearby.

"That's how it is, .. You see for yourself, right?" Rania answered.

"Hm...

"His father works with Om Andra?"

"As you can see." Dimitri was at a loss for words.

"Are you not feeling well?" Rania tilted her body, she saw the man's face that looked flushed.

"Hum?"

"Father is more quiet, usually ranting when I meet me?" the girl continued and her position was still the same.

"Mh...

"Try Ran again, I've dated again." Galang.

"OK," the girl complied, and she did something like that. Riding his bike, circling the track and then back.

Dimitri made him speechless. He looked at her so amazed.

Her way of driving the two-wheeled machine, controlling it, turning, and circling in front of her, made her feel she was the most beautiful girl in the world.

Her reddish face was overwritten by the scorching light of the sun, and her skin was slightly glistening with sweat, as well as her hair that was scattering in the wind, making her look so... sexy?

I think I'm really crazy! he shook his head.

"Udah Lang, gini is better" said Rania, and he immediately got off the bike.

"Really?"

"Hu'um, ..." the girl nodded with her pursed lips.

"Well, .. otherwise I won't change this again."

"No, it's good" replied Rania.

"okay."

"You're done?" dimitri asked as the girl walked over to him, and they walked out of the building.

"Udah."

"Where are you going?"

"Back to the villa."

"Don't want to go for a walk?"

Rania stopped walking then turned to look at the tall young man.

"Well?"

"So, maybe you want to do something?"

Rania fell silent.

"You know, a walk or something?"

"No ah, last time I left I was punished."

"Punishment?"

"Yes, Papa's punishment. Anyway, .. I don't know Father. Mama I said can't go with unknown people, let alone guys. The dangers... "

Dimitri pulled the edge of his lips up.

"Keep before the race, you go with the boy...?"

"Which one? Oh. ... Same as Galang? he's not a stranger, I've known him since Kindergarten, so that's okay."

The young man pulled the tip of his lips higher and higher.

"No need to, sir, you're ugly."

"Hum?"

"Just smile, especially if you don't nagging gini-rich, the handsome is added many times" said Rania, making Dimitri speechless.

"Ran?" angga's voice called out to him from a distance. The man seemed to be shaking his head as his daughter turned her head.

"Go first sir. I'll see you at Sepang." said Rania.

"Bang?"

"Hu'um,. abis this race in Sepang right? you watch again?" Rania walked backwards.

"No idea, my job is a lot."

"Ah, .. yes forget." the girl chuckled.

"Yes, I'll go first. Do not be angry, especially to grumble." said Rania again, then chuckled.

"Fighting!!" he said, and he immediately ran towards the father who was waiting near their car. And Dimitri stared at them until they disappeared behind the gate, with a feeling he could not describe with words.

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