The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
Enchanted

"Since there is Grace, our workshop starts rame, I like the way it works carefully, many old customers who on coming back here, the Grace is already rich in magnet binder only", said Dery. He noticed Rahmat who was changing the motorcycle oil of his customers.

"She reminds me of Robi", look at Ronal.

"Ah ..ngarang Loe, obviously different, the Grace is not as wild as Robi, he was diligent in prayer, and certainly also kere, he can survive from the salary I love, he said, if Robi mah wah.

"Tumben isn't there, where is Marisa?", Ilyas looked inside.

"Rapain Loe is Marisa?", snapped Dery.

"Yes, it's different if he's not around" Ronal smiled.

"This workshop feels arid", kekeh Ilyas

"Oh yes, early next month there will be another race Der!, we are even challenged by the gangs of Si Eko", said Aleks.

"Gue was lazy to talk about it, since Marisa with I, I was overwhelmed with all her potent properties, especially with her shopping hobby",

"In the past, for Robi it did not matter, he was tajir, I was, just ngandeluin from the workshop, long time can run out of capital" complained Dery.

"Why not participate in the race again, it's good if you win, the money can use fun" Ronal compori.

"So the Aleks also said, if next month the Eko nantangin we race again", Ronal looked at Dery.

"Yes, yeah, but how do I win again", Dery laughed.

In his mind always filled with bad intentions, he always wanted to win, with mediocre abilities, so he always did sneaky things, like he did to Robi first.

"Let's think about it, I want to have a little business", Dery left the workshop with a quick motorbike, he had to chat many times to pick up Marisa at the beauty salon.

That afternoon the streets were not as crowded as usual. On the edge of the market, Dery saw several people huddled together, they were judging a little boy who was caught stealing bread in a stall. The sight caught his attention, until Dery pulled the bike over.

There was also a wide-clothed man defending the boy from the anger of the merchants.

"Have you sir, Ma'am, forgive this boy, maybe he's hungry, to the point of stealing" defended the broad-clothed woman. He was a Tiara who happened to pass by.

He just returned to shopping that morning.

"But this has happened often, not just once, long time can be lost, if it continues to be stolen", sewit the merchant.

"Yes, I will compensate you for all your losses, how much?, I will also guarantee that this child will not repeat his actions, I will bring this child" said Tiara.

"Where do you want to go?, you can come here again and steal again", merchant rent.

"I'll take him home, so he can go to school there, so he won't steal any more here" said Tiara, holding onto the boy's shoulders who looked terrified hiding beside him.

"Okay...., but if later we see the boy again here, and steal again, don't stop us from taking him to the police station, let him be detained there, yes", exclaim a merchant.

"Yes, agreed", all at once.

"Alright, this is for the compensation of the trading of the Father", Tiara put some money to the merchant.

"That dong, there quickly take it away, before we change our minds", the merchant smiled as he counted the money Tiara gave.

"Let's go up Dik, come with Brother huh, there will be many friends", Tiara crouched down in front of the sobbing-looking boy.

"Have.., don't cry, you're safe, don't steal anymore huh", Tiara smiled, she was seen wiping the boy's tears with a tissue.

"Well first, we'll find food later there, now we have to go first from here", jak Tiara.

The boy said, he glanced at the merchants who were staring at him fiercely, then climbed on the motor that had been turned on by ileh Tiara.

"Thank you sir, Mom, I'm leaving, Assalamu'alaikum", Tiara exclaimed on the bike before speeding away from them.

The merchants looked at him, dumbstruck, "Wa'alaikum salam", replied a merchant. They stared at Tiara's departure, and wished that the child would not return to the market again.

Unlike Dery, he followed Tiara to a stop at a rice stall. Tiara brought the boy down, and brought him in, of course she would buy him a meal. "Here, just take what you want" Tiara guided the boy to get his rice and side dishes.

Only vegetables and omelet only side dishes that he took . Back Tiara guiding the child to sit down, Tiara chose the chair outside, because she felt uncomfortable by the views of the other visitors who continued to pay attention to the child beside her who looked cute.

"Well, just here, let's eat first!, ooh yeah what's your name?", look at Tiara.

"Missing Brother", he answered briefly.

"Come Gilang, eat!", repeat Tiara

Without further ado Gilang directly devoured the food in front of him.

"Eit..don't rush!, read the do'a first", Tiara held Gilang's arm.

"The one who was chewing, looked at him confusedly.

"Bismilbornohhmaniirrohiim, just say so", Tiara's smile.

According to him, he imitated Tiara's speech.

"Well, now finish the meal!",

Tiara felt full of attention to Gilang who was eating, he looked ravenous, and in an instant he finished the food he had on his side without waste.

"Alhamdulillah..., would you like to add?", Tawari Tiara, he saw Gilang was still crying.

"You who it is", Gilang pointed towards the storefront in which lined with various drinks.

"Oh ..that's, for a moment!, Tiara took the milk box that Gilang had pointed out earlier.

"Why steal in the market?, where are your parents?", Tiara looked at Gilang who was drinking the milk box he gave her.

"Mother go, Mother leave me ", replied Gilang flatly.

'Pity you', Tiara stared at the innocent face of Gilang. Tiara cried when her younger brother was not sick.

'Abah and Umi also don't seem to mind if I bring Gilang to Pondok', thought Tiara.

Unknowingly, he gently stroked Gilang's dirty head, filled with street dust. Let alone to shower perhaps, to eat alone he must steal in the market.

"Had eaten it?", Tiara looked at Gilang. He seemed to be holding back the sleepiness.

"Your funniest, sleepy huh?", Tiara again grabbed Gilang's hand, he paid to the cashier, then led Gilang back on his motorbike. This time Tiara raised Gilang at the front, fearing that he would fall asleep if brought from behind.

After that he drove his motor slowly, towards the cottage.