The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
Frenzy

"Fast there wear!, it is not difficult for you to wear it, it must be easy, you have been hanging out with people who dress strangely" said Eko, he told Robi to try on the clothes.

"I wait here" said Eko again as soon as Fikri headed back to his room.

'What the hell is that guy, when I have to wear a rich gini', grumbled Fikri, he entered his room and immediately opened the bag containing the syar'i clothes.

"Where else could that person have stuff like this" grumbled Fikri. She began trying to wear the Muslim dress complete with a long hijab and veil. Then he began to reflect, and laughed out loud, but soon he knew with his palm, so that the sound of his laughter could not be heard outside.

"Wow..., is this me?, how different I look, how do you think that this is me, ha...ha...ha.., Abah...., Umi, Tiara, this is my, everyone won't recognize me anymore" Fikri grinned.

Fikri walked outside, he approached Eko again.

Without speaking Fikri walked past Eko who was still sitting in his place . Eko was aghast as soon as he saw a veiled woman in his house.

"Hi..., who are you?, how dare to enter people's homes without permission", cried Eko while directly standing up to dispel Fikri.

"Here I am, sir?", said Fikri, holding back a laugh.

" you... Who?", asked Eko still not realizing.

Then Fikri opened his veil, until Eko saw his face. His thin mustache that could not be hidden made Eko quickly recognize him.

"Wow..., ferfect!, I barely recognize you, it's perfect to trick them, just that, your voice and your gait should be slightly altered, when there's a mustachioed Muslimah, and the rigid path of the rich robot is so",

"Well, it needs a process sir",

"From now on you here must be like that, so as to get used to it in front of them, just relax first, we do not have to rush, if moving now, it is still hot" said Eko.

"This is a phone for you, learn everything about women in big clothes like this, let your disguise be more perfect", Eko gave a cellphone to Fikri.

"Thank you Sir", sir",

"Yes.., already there back to the room, later the food will be delivered there", Eko ordered.

"And one more, you can not go out carelessly, let alone go deeper into the area of my house without permission, you are enough in the room, all your needs will be delivered", Eko orders again.

Fikri nodded despite the strange feeling in his mind, but he did not dare to speak anymore.

For some reason, Eko does not want Fikri to often meet his wife Rena, not without reason he was so, Eko realized the handsome face of Fikri could have tempted Rena.

Eko knows Rena very well, his wife is a typical woman seductress, who easily feels like, even fall in love with the handsome man he meets.

Fikri with a strange feeling, headed to his room back.

"There are so many rules, I'm like a pet, just given a cage, and just eat, if I don't need it, I'm out of here" grumbled Fikri.

While Eko quickly stood up to meet his wife who had sent several messages asking for her whereabouts at this time.

"Dear, I'm coming" said Eko answering an incoming call from Rena. He rushed to his room.

"For so long?, what else?, does your phone have no sound?", Rena's love as soon as she sees her husband appear before her.

"Sorry baby, I had a little business with the guy, he was conscious, and I told him to go home" Eko reasoned.

"Yes...",

"At first glance I saw that he was handsome too", said Rena.

"Ordinary ah, he's messy and smelly again, so I told him to go again", again Eko reasoned.

"Have...you want to sleep right?, I accompany", Eko does not want Rena to ask a lot more, he immediately went up to the bed to satisfy his wife to quickly sleep.

While Fikri, he immediately struggled with the cellphone given by Eko, he tried to remember the mobile number of his friends in the cottage.

But Fikri undoes his intention, he has typed the number Ustad Fadil , but immediately removed again. "Ah...dumb, almost, if I call them, my whereabouts can be traced. It's better this way, they better not know and forget about me, so I'll easily get in there again", said Fikri.

That day he read every tutorial how to dress and how to dress up women in veils, he also ordered eye shadow that is usually used by veiled women, so that the disguise is more perfect.

"Hmn...., I am free to order anything online, let Mr. Eko who is proud to pay for it", grinned Fikri, he smiled while choosing the items he needed.

"Enak too, although my freedom as Fikri was gone, but with my new appearance, I rediscovered my freedom as...., who is it.??", Fikri glared, he was looking for a name that would suit him later with his new appearance.

" Fatma.

"Change.., Umi.., Tiara, I'll be coming to see you guys soon, I'll be back, wait for me Tiara", back Fikri smiled evil.

****

"Assalamu'alaikum", there was the sound of people saying greetings outside. Tiara's heart pounded even more, she could recognize the voice, it was obviously Robi's voice.

Tiara who was in the kitchen immediately went to the front door, but she was quickly defeated by Umi who had already arrived at the door and opened it.

"Wa'alaikumsalam", Umi immediately opened the door and it appeared Robi was standing, behind him stood Mr. Robani.

Robi could clearly see Tiara still standing in the kitchen doorway, she was looking at him, Robi immediately smiled.

Umi glanced at Tiara with a smile, she could see clearly that Robi's gaze was directly on her daughter.

"Please enter Nak Robi, Mr. Robani", please send Umi with a smile.

"Thank you Umi", Robi and Mr. Robani entered and they without feeling awkward again went straight to the kitchen, they knew Ms. Arimbi was there cooking.

"Lho..lho...lho...., Papih?, Robi? Come straight here, wait in front, Mamih prepare the food first, shame on the host, play nice to the kitchen, rich people starve only", smile Ms Arimbi .

"That's precisely Mih, we are starving, we do not have time to rest, until here immediately served a delicious aroma of Mamih cuisine, yes already.

"Umi, Abah, it's okay, we go straight to the kitchen?", Robi glanced at Abah and Umi who had just appeared in the kitchen.

"It's okay, Nak Robi, consider it his own house, besides Ms. Arimbi also who has been shopping and cooking it herself" said Umi.

"Sorry Umi, I've ruffled the kitchen, we all eat together", said Ms. Arimbi.

They sat together at the dinner table to enjoy the meal.