The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
Papih Alert

"Remember Nopolnya", Mr. Rusman's quick order to Umar, as soon as the car driven by Eko left the gate of Pondok Al-Furqon.

"Each Pak", Sigap Umar, he has recorded Nopol car Eko .

"Be careful!, we must guarantee that tomorrow's event will run smoothly" said Mr. Rusman again.

"Ready Sir", Umar insisted.

"We did as planned, congratulations on duty", Mr. Rusman patted Umar on the shoulder, then returned to the cottage.

Unbeknownst to Robi, Mr. Robani has contacted Mr. Rusman to guard and secure the marriage contract Robi and Tiara.

Not without reason Mr. Robani did so, this is solely to anticipate the bad possibility, considering Fikri who is still at large.

It is not impossible that Fikri came back and messed things up, considering the woman Robi will marry is his future wife Fikri.

From the inside of the cottage sounded sholawat from the santri, all the santri also feel happy with the will be held Tiara and Robi marriage contracts tomorrow.

This was the first marriage to be held in Pondok, because Abah had only one child, Tiara.

Although only a compact, but the area of the Hall and Mosque has been decorated . Various flowers decorate every corner of the room, instantly the fragrant aroma of fragrant fragrant smell by everyone who passes through it.

"Here, use no Police all, but there must also be a Police, rich want no marriage of children of generals only", said Eko.

"But I'm happy too, they don't seem to recognize.", Fikri hangs his words, he just remembered, here there is Rena, he doesn't know who she really is.

Eko glanced somewhat glaring at Fikri, it was almost Fikri keceplosan, and it could be dangerous, because Rena could know the truth.

"Darling, instead of going to the salon?, I'm taking it now, let's wait, I want to talk to Fatma first", Eko deliberately pulled over in front of the beauty salon subscription wife, Rena.

It was deliberately done so that Eko freely make plans for tomorrow with Fikri.

"Hah..., what is not wrong?, your tumben is sensitive dear", Rena looks angry, she immediately hugs Eko, and is about to kiss him, but Rena is hunted to realize the presence of Fatma in the backseat.

"Yes, later that night onward, I'll be happy first", Rena glanced at Fatma, then went out to the salon.

Eko pulled his car over under a tree across from the salon.

"Look around dong, there I am here, just play nyosor, make hot me a single know", grumbled Fikri.

"It is not our fault, we are legitimate, halal" said Eko flat.

"Tomorrow we are sick of Robi's entourage, if we can make Robi not be able to come to the cottage in order to fail his marriage," Eko growled

"Difficult Boss, security is layered, difficult to break" complained Fikri.

"Yes, don't go to the cottage, we just tackle him on the road" said Eko with his evil grin.

"Just stand bye on the road that will be passed by Robi's bridal motorcade, as soon as it passes, set.we attack him", Eko grinned.

"We who act?, is it not too risky?", face Fikri.

"Yes no, I'm not that stupid, my men are many, I won't dirty my hands to destroy Robi", Eko again grinned.

"Your task remains, you have to go into Pondok Al-Furqon as Fatma, it is up to you, destroy them from within, I want anyone related to Robi, to suffer" Eko said.

'What Robi has done, until this man is so vengeful', Fikri's inner talk, he sees Eko at a glance, not expecting behind his handsome face he hides a hard and vindictive attitude.

Their chatter was stopped because Rena seemed to have returned to the car. His appearance is just stunning.

"Jangan tatap istriku seperti itu !", bentak Eko kepada Fikri yang ketahuan sedang menatap tajam ke arah Rena.

Fikri also looked down with a feeling that was not careless, to be honest he was interested in his boss' wife, while at the cottage, he only saw women with a closed appearance, while Rena, who was not, he often shows the beauty of his body by wearing clothes that are minimal in material.

Eko's car drove back to his house.

****

Kumandang the initial adhan was unpretentious in the Mosques, Robi was beginning to wake up. While rubbing his eyes, he grabbed his cellphone from last night he charger.

Robi put on a smile as soon as she read the message from Tiara.

"Relax Tiara, I'll take you away, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable there either, I'll take you flying into high clouds so that no one bothers us" Robi murmured.

Not to mention Robi opened a message from his papih reminding him to memorize the sentence when Ijab qabul later, so he can recite it in one breath, without being repeated.

"Thank you Pih, Robi is ready all about it, forgive Robi who has doubted your affection", Robi looked down.

This is the initial gate of him stepping into the life that will start to escape from his parents, Robi must be able to live it and take full responsibility in it, against him, and also his wife, Tiara.

Robi went to the bathroom, after which he drengan khusuk perform dawn prayers, and say the best do'a for everyone, especially for the smooth running of his show today.

Everything is ready, the bridal party and its attendants are ready. Robi looks handsome in a white-and-white wedding suit.

"All is ready sir, we can leave now?", Yana seemed to approach Mr. Robani.

"Well...?", Robi looked at his papih, a gaze full of questions, because he did not know that there would be an escort by the Police.

"Is it not too much?, use no Police all" protested Robi.

"This is just in case, well Bi Mimi let's go with Mr. Yana on the bridal car", ordered Mr. Robani.

Although there is still something stuck, but Robi just follow all the instructions from the papih.

The bridal party had departed about 30 minutes through the front gate, after which Robi and her parents left through the side door with a travel car, not to forget there were two police officers who participated in it.

"Flagging.., until such time", Robi stared at the papih shortly after their car drove on the road.

At the intersection, the speed of his car was slightly hampered, it seemed like something was happening ahead of him.

"Well.macet, it could be too late Pih", Robi looked restless.

"There is still an alternative route to get there, just relax" said Mr. Robani smiling.

"In a moment", Mr. Robani opened his car glass, then he asked a hawker.

"Which, why is it stuck?, what's ahead there?", asked Mr. Robani.

"There was an accident in front of Sir, a bridal car was hit by a truck whose brakes were blown off" explained the merchant.

"Oh..., thank you Mang", Mr. Robani quickly closed the car door again.

"Sir, continue on the alternative road only", ordered Mr. Robani to the driver.

The car drove back leaving a traffic jam.

"Oh..., what is our car?", asked Robi in a trembling voice.

"How are they?", asked Bu Arimbi again, worried.

"Relax, everything has been handled, all this has been taken into account, and Papih has prepared also the solution, they are all safe, there is a medical team Papih prepared to help them immediately", explain Mr. Robani.

"Currently.thank you", said Robi in a trembling voice. It was all unexpected, but the papihnya had been able to read the situation.

If he were in the bride's car, then today's event will definitely be canceled.