The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
That mercy Robi????

"Alhamdulillah O Allah", Tiara held the receipt paper in her chest. His memory was immediately fixed on Gilang whom he had just snapped and was angered.

Tiara went straight out into Abah's reading room. "Assalamu'alaikum Abah, is Gilang here?", Tiara stood at the door, waiting for a response from within.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, enter Ara, Gilang is here", Shouted Abah.

Slowly Tiara pushed the door of Abah's reading room, inside Gilang seemed to be lying face down on the carpet while holding a pencil. He was seen writing the Arabic letter 'Alif-ba', already almost half glass book he managed to write it.

Gilang looked indifferent as Tiara entered, even he looked anteung with his book and pencil, he did not even glance at Tiara.

Tiara and Abah looked at each other, unlike Gilang usually behaved so. He was always happy when there was a Tiara and always pampered in his hands.

Abah gestured by shaking his head towards Gilang, telling Tiara to approach him.

Tiara slowly walked towards Gilang, he sat down beside the cross, he gently elus Gilang head,"Dik...., excuse Teteh huh...? teteh had snapped Gilang, Teteh was shiny, Teteh was tired again, fitting see the room Teteh messy yes, added tired, Teteh so can not immediately rest, must clean up first", Tiara looked at Gilang who was seen stopping her activities.

Gilang looked at Tiara, and immediately woke up hugging Tiara. "Misplaced Tea, Gilang had entered Teteh's room without permission, and played there.

"So Gilang took out all Teteh's books because Gilang was just looking for paper to make planes, Eh...malah so messy, forgive Gilang Teh",

"Yes, Teteh forgive", Tiara broke her embrace. He looked at Gilang's face looking down in front of him.

"Now so we break even, and as a sign of Teteh's pardon, tomorrow Saturday afternoon, we play into the night market huh?", face Tiara.

"Asik.asik...asik..., play to the market.main to the night market", Gilang immediately prancing and running around in excitement.

"Change ...Gilang want to play to the night market, Abah want to come?", Gilang stopped in front of Abah who was sitting in a chair.

"No, Abah will not come, Gilang with Teteh only yes, when there are grandfathers in the night market, ashamed, what would Abah go there?", kekeh Abah.

"And want to nemenin Gilang ride Abah carousel", smile Gilang.

"Change here, will there be a study in the Madrasah", Abah smiled.

"Yes, the two are just the same Teteh, but promise, there Gilang must obey Teteh, there are many people, afraid to disappear again", Tiara looked at Gilang.

"Yes, I promise you, I'm angry", smile Gilang.

"Yes, now Gilang bobo huh?, let tomorrow the school is not late!",

"Yes Teh, Gilang bobo first", Gilang ran to his bed which was integrated with Abah's reading room, was the room where Abah rested when he was tired of reading books.

"Eit.don't forget, wash your feet, wash your hands, brush your teeth, and do'a first", Tiara approached Gilang who went straight up to the bed.

Tiara led Gilang to the bathroom and covered him after Gilang finished reading his do'a before going to bed.

Tiara stroked Gilang's back affectionately while chanting sholawat, Gilang looked asleep, Tiara left him.

Tiara approached Abah, he wanted to talk about the receipt found earlier, but he said. Abah is still angry with Robi.

Tiara finally decided to go back to her room.

"Oh Allah..., what is the puzzle?, how can Robi, Dery and Grace use the same motorcycle, the serial number is the same, the original owner of the motorcycle is Robi, who is the owner of the motorcycle, but Rahmat and Dery also often use the motorcycle", Tiara muttered to herself while sitting on the edge of the bed and her eyes looked at the receipt paper she still held.

"Tomorrow find out to Dery's workshop" Tiara murmured again. He put the receipt back in his sling bag.

Tiara heads to the bathroom, she cleans herself and abluses. That's what he always does before going to bed.

The next morning after taking Gilang to Madrasah, Tiara rushed back to her house, as today Tiara will return to Dery's workshop before college.

A voice called his name.

"North.. Wait!",

Tiara stopped her steps. He stood in place, unmoved, Tiara recognized the voice, yes.

"Assalamu'alaikum, how in such a hurry, intentionally huh?", Ustad Fikri stood in front of him.

"Wa'alaikumsalam.., sorry Ustad, I was in a hurry to get to the Campus", Tiara lowered her head. He doesn't like it and is upset that anyone keeps looking at him, as Ustad Fikri does today.

'Iihh..not knowing what this person is , how to look at it', Tiara mumbled in her heart.

"I want to apologize, atvs, '

as happened yesterday", said Ustad Fikri while continuing to look at Tiara lekat., he said.,

"Before Tiara, can I take you to Campus?", look at Ustad Fikri.

"No need, I've said a few times, let me go alone, it's common" Tiara refused.

"But now it's different, I'm obliged to take care of your safety",

"Why?, there's nothing different I feel",

"After Abah spoke, so different",

"What did Abah say?", Tiara was curious.

"Every night Abah spoke that Abah had chosen me to be your priest",

"Duarrrtr.", Tiara was like hearing lightning. Tiara did not expect Abah to have talked about it with Ustad Fikri.

'Yes...Allah Abah....., indeed this must be?', thought Tiara. He was a little disappointed with Abah, because he did not talk to him about this first.

"Yes, I know, but this is just Abah's plan, not necessarily the same as God's plan, so we are just normal, I am used to going alone, I'm used to going alone, after all, Ustad's energy is needed here" Tiara said.

"Emh.., well then, I wanted to make Abah calm down" replied Ustad Fikri with a disappointed tone.

"We just know each other enough, because this is just a plan, what is the end result?, do not know as well. So let me be free to do my usual activities, before there's really anyone who forbids me, okay?",

Ustad Fikri fell silent, then she shifted her body giving way for Tiara to pass by.

"Thank you, I go first, Assalamu'alaikum", Tiara passes Ustad Fikri who continues to stand looking at Tiara's departure .

"What the hell is it..., if he doesn't approve of Abah's plan, does he still think of the stranger, Robi????", Ustad Fikri clenched his right hand.

While Tiara, he drove his motorcycle to Dery's workshop, today he will pretend to buy motorcycle spare parts.

Qodarullah, in the workshop there is Robi who is changing his motorcycle oil. He seemed oblivious to Tiara's arrival, because in the mini cafe next to the workshop was playing loud music, so the roar of Tiara's motorcycle engine was not heard.

Not even Tiara's words were answered.

The old Tiara stood behind Robi, watching her, and also Tiara glanced at the motorcycle Robi was handling.

'D 2789 AR', Tiara was wide-eyed at the sight of the serial number. "Robi???", unknowingly Tiara spoke . And Robi also refkeks looking.

For a moment they looked at each other with their own surprise. Their gazes were long locked, they seemed to want to pry each other's identity through eye beads, which could not lie.

"Robi...?", muttered Tiara, now he was sure the man standing in front of him was the man he had been looking for.

Tiara believes this to be Robi, as she sees a scratch on Robi's right arm, the wound from being hit by a rock when she was first discovered.

It was Tiara who treated the wound when Robi was unconscious.

"Ma..sorry...", what did you say?", Robi smiled. He did not hear Tiara clearly because he was too focused on his motorbike, and too noisy with the sound of music.

"Oh..ini.., I need this", Tiara gave Robi a list of shopping notes.

"Oh..., a minute!, I take it", Robi passed away leaving Tiara . Tiara approached Robi's bike, wanting to be sure of the truth, Tiarah bought it and chose it for Robi.

Robi also occasionally glanced at Tiara who was watching her motorcycle.

'Did Tiara recognize the motorcycle?', Robi spoke in her heart.

He stepped with a thumping heart toward Tiara and gave her the order.

"Thank you, this...this..who's motor?", Tiara pointed towards Robi's motor.

Not even Robi replied, Dery hunted out of his mini cafe. "How Mat, has the bike been done?, here I test first, it's ok yet?",

"Eh.ada Neng Tiara, want to service again", look at Dery.

"Oh.., no, it's just worth buying this, thank you, Assalamu'alaikum", Tiara went to her bike and left the workshop with a mountain of curiosity.

If only Dery did not run away to appear, he could talk a lot with Robi.

"I'm sure Grace is Robi, maybe she's planning something to cover up her true identity, I have to keep investigating this, ' Tiara thought. Along the way to campus, she thought of Robi.