The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
What's Up With Me?

Robi does not realize that the one who just passed by outside is Tiara, Robi is too focused on her phone, she got a message from Mamihnya, he said this week will go home.

Between happy and reluctant, when he found out his mother wanted to go home. Actually Robi misses the Mamihnya, but Robi also does not want any more opposition to him, especially about the closeness of Mamihnya, Ibu Arimbi, with her feather brondong.

Not to mention that Ms. Arimbi often vilified her Papih, Mr. Robani who was getting closer to Rena.

Anyway, if one of his parents comes home, Robi feels there is a burden, staying at home becomes uncomfortable.

Especially now that he also lives in a rented near the workshop. He refused Dery's invitation to stay in the workshop, because he was always disturbed by Dery's attitude, which always indulged in intimacy with Marisa.

"Why come home from the mosque so much bengong?, do not-don't kambet ", Ronal patted Robi's shoulders that looked dreamy.

"No, not that, it's a bit mummy again just nih head" said Robi flat. He refocused on his work.

"Every once in a while join dong with us, let the taste of mumet after work, fly, this is even tapa in the room ", kekeh Ilyas.

It is customary, every night after the workshop closes, in the mini cafe like to hold parties, especially the workshop employees.

Only Robi has never been. Because that is what Robi avoids, if he joins, it can be revealed his true identity.

"I was less like the noisy rhythm, after all I was always fast sleepy, especially when the day had reached, so so so stuck to the pillow, directly pules", kekeh Robi.

"Couldn't ya, this Saturday week I'm not allowed to work first, there's business" Robi glanced at Ronal.

"Yes.try it Loe said fine with Dery, time does not allow",

"Yes..., wait for the right time, now has not come home, right?, Dery again where?", Robi glanced inward.

"Not yet, as usual again in the same charter Marisa", great-granddaughter Ronal.

"Hus.., if Dery hears, Loe runs out", Ilyas slaps Ronal's shoulder with the inner tube of the motor.

Before long, the sound of Dery's motorbike entered the garage.

"Long life, just talked of being nongolous", Ronal glanced at Dery with the tip of his eye.

Marisa seems annoyed, she goes first to the mini cafe and immediately orders a cold drink to Aleks.

"There's more world war than there is", whispered Ronal.

"I just want you to change bikes, it's outdated, it's not comfortable anymore" Marisa said.

Dery approached him with slow steps. He sat down next to Marisa who was sucking his drink.

"Beb, patient dong, my money is not enough to buy a new motorbike, yesterday it was made for shopping and not a little" complained Dery.

"You suck, different from Robi" Marisa muttered.

"What?, what did you say?", Dery looked at Marisa.

"You suck Dery dear .., if there's still Robi, I won't do this, want this, want it, must wait first", Marisa got up from her seat to leave Dery.

But Marisa's hand was immediately grabbed by Dery until Marisa's body was attached to Dery's chest. "What did you say?, so all this time you were still hoping for Robi?, you're sorry huh?", snapped Dery.

"Patience.., this is in the workshop, not nice to see anyone, customers can run away if the owner is like this", Robi looked at Dery.

Dery looked around, fortunately the workshop was quiet, only the road users who happened to pass by saw the commotion at a glance.

"For a while, use my motorbike for your permission, let me use the Loe motorbike, or use the workshop motorbike is also okay, origin I allowed for holidays on Saturday and this week, there is business", Explain Robi at length.

Robi so has a strong reason to express his point.

Dery was silent, it seemed like he was digesting Robi's moaning earlier. Then he glanced at Robi's sport bike which was always parked in his workshop, never made out by Robi.

"OK.., I agree", Dery smiled. He shook Robi's hand.

Marisa was the same, she approached Robi, she glanced at him, 'That eyes don't seem familiar', Marisa thought.

But he immediately turned to Dery, Marisa holding Dery's arm, "I agree.., for a while, maybe, before you can buy a new motorbike", Marisa again acted spoiled with a tangle in Dery's arm.

"OK.., I agree, you can take off until your business is done", Dery patted Robi on the shoulder.

"Well, thank you Boss", Robi grabbed hold. He returned to help Ronal and Ilyas. While Dery took Marisa to approach Robi's motorbike.

They touch her, look at her, "We try now, we go for a walk, promise!, I won't ask for anything", Marisa smiles, she hugs Dery's waist and rests her head on Dery's chest. If so, how could Dery refuse.

"Bro..., where's the key!, let's try it now", Dery called Robi who was still working. Robi reached into the pocket of her jacket hanging from the desktop and threw her motorcycle concierge towards Dery.

Dery swiftly caught it, and immediately turned on Robi's motorbike, then drove into the streets by piggybacking Marisa.

"Thank you Grace, otherwise .., the world war is really going on here" Ronal said.

"Of course you don't love, your new bike is in Dery's wear", Ilyas glanced at Robi.

"Mildly.., just buy again", kekeh Robi.

"What's important, I can take a day off, all right you guys without me later huh", great-grandson Robi.

It has been determined to meet and accompany Mamihnya during his time here, who knows Robi can persuade Mamihnya to leave her bullong.

Dery drove Robi's motorcycle as he pleased, he swerved in the street.

Tiara, who had just returned home shopping for Gilang, recognized the motorcycle that had just passed her. "Rahmat...?, it's not like Rahmat's motorcycle, but how does he piggyback on women?, what is his wife?, Rahmat is married?", Tiara murmured.

Out of curiosity, Tiara followed the speeding motorcycle in front of her, this time wanting to take down her number plate.

"D 2789 AR", Tiara murmured. He had managed to record the license plate number of the motorcycle in front of him.

Tiara pulled over, watching the photo on her phone. "It is not necessarily Grace as well, but if it is Grace, it means he is married" Tiara murmured. There was a look of disappointment on his face, inexplicably Tiara's heart went limp at the thought of the person on the bike right Grace.

"Ah.., why am I, not Robi, not Grace, why make me like a dazed person" Tiara murmured.

A little disappointed, Tiara took her motorcycle back to Pondok.