
"Assalamu'akaikum", Robi entered the house, there was Bu Arimbi sitting in front of the TV, he just glanced at Robi with an astonished look.
"Wa'alaikumsalam", Bi Mimi replied to Robi's greeting, smilingly feeling pleased with Robi's change, although she also seemed to be a bit hesitant to say hello when entering the house.
Robi went straight to the kitchen, he felt hungry because he had not had time to eat, he hurried to go to pick up his papih.
"Master, come home?, welcome back to Master's house", recoiled Bi Mimi. He feels happy to see again Mr. Robani, hopefully this is a good start to improve Bu Arimbi's relationship with Mr. Robani.
"Yes.., thank you Bi", Mr. Robani looked at Bu Arimbi who was still sitting in his place earlier, he looked indifferent with the return of her husband. There is no cheerful welcome or friendly embrace, no greeting.
"You want to eat Mister immediately?, Den Robi is also there", tawari Bi Mimi, he glanced at the dining table, where Robi was seen drinking mango juice.
"This house is like a boarding house, each occupant is free to do anything themselves. Without having to wait .
"No Bi, I ate earlier, now just want to rest, I cape", complained Mr. Robani. He went straight to the guest room next to the living room.
Bu Arimbi glanced at her while sneaking her lips.
"Good..., know yourself too, here is not your place anymore" muttered Bu Arimbi.
"This row is a lie, everything is in the house, but each one is so, one is like this, the other one is so", muttered Bi Mimi as she walked towards the kitchen.
"Which wean is Bi?", asked Robi, he glanced at Bi Mimi's arrival.
"Master breaks straight away, cape kaya.
"Huh...., it can be guessed, it will definitely be like ice again this is home,'
"Astsghfirullah.., I forgot Bi, I want to go to the Hospital, there are my friend's parents who are injured.
"I went to the hospital first" Robi rushed to sip the remaining juice from inside her glass.
"I went first Bi, Assalamu'alaikum", Robi left the house through the side door, so that Bu Arimbi did not know of his disappearance.
The sound of Robi's motorcycle roaring in the yard, resuscitating Bu Arimbi, he walked towards the kitchen approaching Bi Mimi.
"Where is Bi going?", asked Bu Arimbi.
"Emmhhh.., he said he wanted to go to the Hospital, so Madam", Bi Mimi cleaned up the dirty dishes on the table.
"Actually who the old man is, Kok Robi cares so much for them" muttered Bu Arimbi.
"Indeed ...., who's sick Madam?", Bi Mimi ventured to ask.
"I also don't know Bi, was home shopping on the road there was an accident, a motorcycle collision, and Robi was so enthusiastic to help the victims of the accident, I was also surprised",
"Oh..., maybe Den Robi knows them Madam?",
"Yes, only Robi knows, he says they're the ones who helped him",
Robi rushes into the Hospital, but sees the three Ustad sitting outside Abah's treatment room, which makes Robi undo his intention to see Abah
Finally Robi just asked the nurse who handled Abah, about her condition.
"Alhamdulillah, if Abah has stabilized, hopefully quickly recovered", said Robi.
Robi wants to visit Umi, but similarly, there is also a Tiara.
"Emh.., it seems like this is not the right time, all the guards are here all", it is difficult to be able to talk directly with Abah and Umi.
"I'm sorry I haven't been able to accompany you to look after Abah and Umi", Robi looked at Tiara, as if Tiara was reciting the Qur'an.
Robi finally decided to go home alone, as her presence would only make a fuss there. Robi still remembers, it was Ustad Fikri who forced her to leave the cottage at that time.
Robi reinvents her motorcycle, she now truly feels alone. It was impossible for him to return to the smithy, as Dery was already clearly against it . Going home is the same, because his parents are in a cold war. There was nothing among them he could rely on to talk to.
As a result, Robi just drove around on his motorcycle without a definite purpose. Robi wants to talk to Tiara, but there is Ustad Fikri there.
There is only one place that can make Robi's heart calm again, and Robi heads to that place. Robi parked his motorcycle in a mosque, he went in there and sat in it.
Although just silent and sitting, Robi's heart has returned to calm, there is a desire in his heart to be able to book there, but Robi can not read it.
I want him to learn to read the book, but to whom should he study? .
Robi fell asleep there leaning against the wall .
"Religion....Graces...Grace...again, Robi.!, he's Robi!", sewot Dery.
"That's your job, can't be like Robi, don't expect that guy anymore, I don't want him to come back here",
"Oh yes Boss, the motorbike that was hit in the market how was the fate?, reportedly they were a married couple" said Ronald.
"Oh..iya..., that's what I want to talk about, reportedly they're Tiara Bos's parents", Ilyas chimed.
"What?, Tiara?, the woman-robed Tiara?", Dery shifted his seat facing Ilyas.
"As I heard, the parking attendant at the market said to himself, there is a cloaked woman claiming to be the son of the couple's husband and wife who were victims of the collision",
"G ..Loe, why are you telling me now?", this is my chance to get close to Tiara", Dery punched Ilyas on the shoulder.
"And the Boss himself who hit them?, can angry Tiara Boss",
"Indeed, Tiara knows the impactor of her parents?, don't you?, let it be our secret, don't leak this to anyone", said Dery.
"I've been.., I want to go to the Hospital", Dery left his friend, he darted on his motorcycle to the Hospital.
Marisa is already lulled and crazy about Briant. Bule can fulfill all his wishes, shopping and streets that they do.
Ms. Arimbi forgot, Briant has been given access to the Company's account, so that Briant can freely use the money for his personal interests.
Early in the morning , Ustad Fikri accompanied by Mang Daman had left for the police station, Ustad Fikri wanted to go there to find out the address of the attacker.
"Well.this is the bike that has hit Abah and Umi", point Ustad Fikri to Mang Daman .
"This is the bike?, how like Den Robi's motorbike, has Ustad forgotten?, this is not the same motorcycle that was sent to the cottage" explained Mang Daman.
Ustad Fikri looked carefully at the motorcycle. "Yes.., how did I just realize, this is Robi's motorcycle, did he deliberately do it to Abah and Umi, because Abah had kicked him out of the cottage?", Ustad Fikri looked at Mang Daman.
"Ah..impossible, Den Robi is not like that", defended Mang Daman.
"No how Mang, this is clear, this is Robi's motorcycle!, let's be clear, we ask directly to the police, who is the owner of this motorcycle, if true Robi.....?, I won't let Mang go", furious Ustad Fikri.
"For Sir, did the owner of this motorcycle come to the Office, fulfill the call?", asked Ustad Fikri.
"Not yet, the plan this morning we want to pick him up at his house", said Mr. Police.
"Can we come with you?", Ustad Fikri looked at the Police Officer.
"Please!, just don't be a vigilante, let us act" reminded Mr. Police.
"Well sir?", embrace Ustad Fikri.
After all the procedures were complete, Ustad Fikri and Mang Daman followed the police motorbike.
"Is it not wrong?, this is an elite complex, see the house is also big so, this is the sultan complex" said Mang Daman. He was unceasingly talking, admiring the beauty of the elite complex.
'Is there no wrong address?, how come here?', inner Ustad Fikri spoke.
Two motorbikes stopped in front of a large house, and the policeman mentioned his destination, and was immediately welcome to enter.
Bi Mimi opened the door as soon as she heard the bell ring.
Bi mimi was shocked when he saw two police officers standing in front of him.
"Sorry, is Robi there?, I'm from the Police Department carrying an arrest warrant for Robi's brother" explained the Police Officer.
"Oh...Den Robi?, se...se...behind....", Bi Mimi entered back half-run inside he told Mr. Robani who happened to be drinking coffee in the family room.
"Police?, what else is a child doing", muttered Mr. Robani, he walked towards the door.
"Yes.can I help you?" ,
"You...?, Bani?",
"Rusman?, is that you?, wah....wah...so cool are you in that uniform?",
The other was dumbstruck, seeing Mr. Robani and one of the policemen called Rusman was even hugging each other.