The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
It's Danger

Badrun drove his car quickly to the Hospital, he had to pick up Robi. On the road, Badrun could see two bikers who had followed him.

"Is this how I feel, it seems like they are following me" Badrun murmured. He deliberately slowed down the speed of his car, wanting to know what they were going to do to him.

Sure enough, on the quiet road, one of them stopped him by deliberately parking his motorcycle in front of the car that Badrun was driving. They are Eko and Andra.

They recognized that it was a car commonly used by Robi.

"Hi..get down !! Quick!!", shouted one of them who was beside the car, even he banged on the front door glass.

Afraid of brutality by damaging the car, Badrun got out of the car.

"What is it Mas?, there needs to be the same me, can in a good way right, do not have to be like this", face Badrun.

Eko and Andra look at each other, it turns out that they follow not Robi.

"Who is Loe?", cried Eko.

"iihi...Who are you?, what is the need to follow this car all", Badrun asked back.

"Gue's the messenger is Mr. Rusman, the police chief to return this car", reason Badrun, he wants to make Eko and Andra tremble.

"Oh.sorry, wrong people", Eko glanced at Andra, then without further ado, he darted back down the street followed by Andra.

"Iihh...why run away?, responsibility right?, but just brush him", grumbled Andra, this time he was upset with Eko's attitude.

"Loe didn't hear what?, who is he?, I just find it safe, I don't want to deal with the Police, can be exposed all our cards", Eko murmured.

"We just unplug it, go back to the workshop", invite Eko in a high tone.

"Again, the Robi may still be hurt by our actions yesterday, ha.ha.ha....",

"Now no one can rival us anymore Robi and Dery is finished, ha ..ha.ha.ha.", said Eko with a laugh, he feels victorious now.

They were streaking down the road to his base again.

"Euh ..basal freak", Badrun muttered, he immediately restarts his car after Eko and Andra are lost from his sight.

"are they Robi's enemies?, have they also made Robi wretched", Badrun talked to himself while still driving.

"Ah..I also did not have time to see his face, covered in a helmet, just hear his voice, if it is true they are the culprit, just watch out, I will find it until I can", furious Badrun.

Badrun pulled his car over on the road right in front of the Hospital, in front of him saw Mr. Robani stopped the car he was driving.

Badrun stopped and got out of the car, then approached Mr. Robani who was standing next to a car.

"Sir, why is it here?, instead of Den Robi going home today?", asked Badrun.

"The glass of the car next to Mr. Robani is open, and Robi's head is nongol. "I'm here, we're waiting for you, afraid you're looking up for me" Robi said.

"We've come home now, so Robi can rest at home" Mr. Robani asked. He got into the car and drove himself to take Robi and Bu Arimbi to his house, followed by Badrun.

"After you recover don't go back to the cottage, Robi, you have to start following in the footsteps of Papih Nak, you have to start helping Papih in the Office",

"Yes Pih.", replied Robi in a lazy tone.

Mr. Robani saw Robi at a glance from the rearview mirror, he saw Robi who looked not excited, Robi like not happy to be taken home to his own home.

*****

In the cottage the santri began to talk about the person who was Adzan earlier. They say his voice is melodious, not inferior to the voices of Ustad Fikri and Robi.

Even when the Maghrib Adhan arrived, everyone hoped that people would return to the Adhan.

"It's time for the Adhan, even in silence like this", Ustad Fikri said as soon as he entered the Madjid.

"Whose man was Ustad?, his voice was melodious, his voice agape", chirped one of the students.

"Who?", Ustad Fikri was confused, but he had not yet returned, during the Badrun Adhan.

"Ah..iya.., Ustad was late, so do not know there are new people whose voices are melodious" said the santri.

Ustad Fikri was silent, he was thinking, 'what do they mean Badrun?, how dare he, use adzan here all, want to find his kayak face', Ustad Fikri clenched his hands.

Ustad Fikri did not say much, he quickly headed to the pulpit, and immediately proclaimed the Adhan.

"It's still a good voice that was, huh?", muttered the students who could still be heard by Ustad Fikri who just wanted to sit back in his place earlier.

'Awas you Badrun, you won't make it', thought Ustad Fikri

This time Abah came back to pray together. But after the greeting, Abah looked limp, his body fell on the prayer mat. All the worshippers shouted and hunted him.

Alhamdulillah Abah is not aoa-nothing, he only complains of dizziness, and Abah did not want to be taken to the Hospital.

"No need ....Abah is okay, this is the influence of age, Abah is old, it is time to rest", explained Abah.

This makes Ustad Fikri happy, Abah will soon find a replacement for the Pondok leadership, and certainly Ustad Fikri.

"Abah was now in his house, sitting on a sofa chair with his eyes fixed on Tiara and Ustad Fikri.

"Look.., you don't have much time left, Abah is already unable to take care of the santri, it's time for Abah to find a replacement", Abah looked at Tiara.

Tiara lowered her head, she knew the meaning of Abah's gaze, Abah wanted her to immediately accept Ustad Fikri as her husband, let alone the time of graduation was getting closer.

"Yes Abah, Tiara according to how good it is", said Tiara.

"So..., how's Abah?", looked at Ustad Fikri, he had a smile of victory.

"We speed up, before marrying Tiara, Ustad can replace Abah's role here, from now on the matter of Abah Cottage leave it to Ustad" explained Abah.

Ustad Fikri was disappointed, he thought Abah would accelerate his marriage with Tiara, not only giving a mandate to replace Abah as the head of the cottage.

"Yes...Abah.., well", Ustad Fikri, he tried to hide his disappointment.

'Alhamdulillah... ", Tiara took a deep breath, she felt relieved, at least she still had time to expect a miracle to come that could release her from this matchmaking.

Nyimas, who was beside Tiara, felt like speaking out against Ustad Fikri, but he could still hold him back, because if it was revealed today, no one would defend him, no one would, Fikri could have attacked him.

'I have to tell Robi about this, yes, tomorrow I will take Risman there', Nyimas thought.

Without Nyimas knowing, Ustad Fikri had stolen a long steal from Nyimas, apparently Fikri also began to suspect Nyimas, although some of his face was covered in a veil, but my eyes could not be hidden.

Fikri could still clearly remember it, the look in his eyes that used to darken his eyes.