
"Before going to college, send Gilang food first!," Abah's order was so willing to go to the mosque to pray at dawn.
"Yes Abah", Tiara nodded.
"Oh.so this means Abah brought Gilang to Kobong Ustad Fikri, so that I could often meet with Ustad Fikri", muttered Tiara while continuing to walk towards the Masjid Putri.
"Assalamu'alaikum Neng", Mang Daman greeted him.
"Wa'alaikum salam", Tiara looked into the half-open door. He misses when he can still meet and talk with Robi.
Robi is the person he is, he is not ashamed to talk if he does not pray and cannot pray because his reading is incarnate he said.
"Neng misses Den Robi?", Mang Daman smiled.
"Ah.ada-there's only Mang", Smile Tiara.
"Mamang who miss mah Neng, so lonely again in the kobong, alone again", kekeh Mang Daman.
"It seems really angry with Abah, so don't come here anymore", Mang Daman lowered his head.
"Yes, it just so happened that time there was no Mang, so there was nothing preventing him from leaving, but it was Mang, let attu to the Mosque!", Tiara invited, he hurriedly walked towards the Princess Mosque.
"Yes please, Mang also follows",
Because of the first conversation with Mang Daman, Tiara came at the very end, he filled the empty shaf in the back, usually he who became a priest. But after looking ahead there was already someone replacing him, Iis it seems, Tiara recognized from the face she was wearing.
There were Iis and Ainun, class mates with him, Ustad Fikri, Ustad Fadil and Ustad Dzaqi. They grew up together in Pondok Abah. But only Tiara continued college, others focused on studying religion only.
Tiara immediately left the mosque after the prayer. Today there is a morning lecture. While leaving, he stopped by Kobong Ustad Fikri to deliver food for Gilang.
"Teteh.", cried Gilang as he ran towards Tiara. Tiara welcomed her, and now they embrace her.
"How about..at home stay here?", Tiara holds Gilang's shoulder.
"Sweet Tea, here is all right", smile Gilang.
"Alhamdulillah., this is food, you who are diligent in learning, who are in accordance with the teacher of his guidance counselor" Tiara advised.
"Yes Tea, thank you", Gilang hugged Tiara again.
"Eh there is a Tiara, ?", Ustad Fikri appeared from inside the cowboy, he seemed to throw a smile towards Tiara.
"Yes .., this is a little food for Gilang" said Tiara flatly. He was not willing to talk much with Ustad Fikri, especially after knowing Abah's plans last night.
"Yes, already.., drop off to college first, you're fine here huh!", Tiara stood up and gave Gilang a package of food.
"Where are you going, it's still morning, just have a chat here" Ustad Fikri smiled.
"I'm sorry, I had a lecture this morning, in a hurry", Tiara turned her back, but Ustad Fikri quickly prevented her by standing right in front of Tiara , blocking her path.
"Let me take you?, all of you want to shop for the book", Look at Ustad Fikri.
"No, it will be troublesome, I am used to going alone", Reject Tiara.
"Sorry, I want to go", Tiara still stands because her path is blocked.
Ustad Fikri shifted to the left two steps with a slight disappointment.
Tiara quickly rode her motorcycle.
"I left, Assalamu'alaikum", Tiara drove rather quickly leaving Gilang and Ustad Fikri.
"Wa'akaikumsalam", smile Gilang. While Ustad Fikri clenched his hand because he was annoyed by Tiara's rejection.
Tiara who drove on the road met again with a motorcycle yesterday, now Tiara was behind him and Tiara followed suit.
"Well, this is the road that leads to the Campus" Tiara murmured while still following the motor in front of him.
Sure enough, the bike was headed for the campus. It was Dery who took Marisa to campus.
"Oh..he?", Tiara watched over Deri and Maris. "It turns out not Robi, right said Abah, who has a motor like that is not just Robi", muttered Marisa with a smile.
Now his heart is calm, it turns out his guess missed, which yesterday he followed turned out to be his college friend and his girlfriend, not Robi or also. Graces.
With a happy heart, Tiara walked towards her class. Without realizing it, Dery noticed it. Dery still recognized Tiara, the woman who had helped and brought the boy who had been judged by the merchant.
"Emh..that's it ..?, it turns out that one campus with Marisa" murmured Dery.
Marisa this time came first, she was long seen chatting and joking with other friends. After that, Tiara was seen. He walked towards the parking lot.
Dery tried to call Marisa, he did not want to lose track of Tiara. Yeah.., Dery wants to go back to Tiara.
But Marisa ignored Dery's call, she even deliberately continued to talk with her friends.
"Duh.ngapain anyway", grumbled Dery. He was more agitated when Tiara had started to start his motorcycle.
"Once, long time, habit, if left alone, must be craving", Dery walked quickly to Marisa, he grabbed her hand.
"I still have business, hurry home", Dery pulled Marisa's hand towards her bike.
"Oh..let go, why hurry", sewot Marisa. He shook Dery's hand.
"I still have business, if I still don't want to go home, yes, I'm home alone", Dery riding his motorcycle.
With gibberish, Marisa also went up, there was no choice, if not with Dery, who would go home with.
Dery is racing his motorcycle fast, he wants to catch up with Tiara. It had been a while, but Tiara was not in front of him.
Arriving at a corner, he found a man was riding his motorcycle.
"Degh...., Dery's heart quivered, there he is, why him?", Dery slowed down his motorcycle and pulled over near Tiara.
"Why is the bike Mba?", asked Dery, he looked at Tiara wanting to make sure it was the same person, and it turned out to be true.
"It seems like the tires are deflating", Tiara replied with a lowered head.
"Have..., why the hell.., just wanted to quickly go home, now even take care of strangers", grumbled Marisa from the top of the motorbike.
"Before a minute, she's a woman, it doesn't hurt us to please first", Dery got off his bike, then checked the tires of Tiara's motorcycle.
"Yes.this needs to be patched up, in front there is a workshop, we take it there", suggested Dery. Then he took a rope to tie Tiara's motor to his motorbike, meaning clearly, Dery will tow the Tiara motorbike.
Tiara could only remain silent, unable to resist, as there was indeed no other way. While Marisa stood upset, occasionally stealing a glance at Tiara, she seemed to notice the way Tiara dressed.
"Already, let's go up!", Dery glanced at Tiara.
"Thank you", Tiara said, he immediately got on his motorcycle, now he's behind Dery's bike.
And no doubt, Tiara brought Dery to his workshop, and tiara was no stranger, because he also had time to the workshop.
"Bro, quickly handle the tires" Dery pointed at Tiara.
Ronal and Ilyas still recognize Tiara. "She again", muttered Ronal, try if Grace has not left, surely she can meet our new customer, the black steel ninja", kekeh Ilyas.
They quickly pushed the Tiara motor inward. "Wah.ini mah have to change the tire, it's thin, even though patched, it will leak again-leak again" said Ronal. He looked at Tiara.
"Biarin Bang, just patch it up, the money is not enough" Tiara lowered her head. He does not bring money, certainly not enough if you have to change the tires.
"Just change, let me change later", Dery came over. He even did it himself. Dery changed the tires of Tiara motorcycles.
All that makes Ronal and Ilyas gawk.
"Why is he?", Ronal elbowed Ilyas' hand.
"I don't know, I'm fine, we can take a break" Ilyas tweeted.
Marisa was the same, she felt strange with Dery's behavior.
"It's done, please try", Dery approached Tiara.
"I don't have any money for Bang's tires yet" Tiara thrusts the money towards Dery.
"Already, don't think about it, just calm down" Dery smiled. He looked at Tiara, from the look in his eyes even Dery could guess that the woman in front of him was a beautiful woman, her skin looked white.
"In that case, I go home first, I will send the money here",
"Just relax, euh... What's his name?", asked Dery.
"My dear Tiara, thank you for your help, Assalamu'alaikum", Tiara immediately left the workshop.
"Ti.a.ra.., hmmm, beautiful name", murmured Dery. He stared at Tiara until she disappeared.