The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa

The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
Misguided


"Over time we do not meet, wherever you are, cool, know-tau you have become this way, also achieved your ideals, whereas in the past, I was most inget, your school time was often truant, often truant, from home depart , but turn the direction", kekeh Mr. Robani.


"What's the matter?, we're talking inside , so we can have a coffee" asked Mr. Robani. He walked first.


"Let's go in!, we talk inside", take Mr. Rusman to his partner and to Ustad Fikri and Mang Daman.


They all sat in the spacious living room, with a soft sofa. Soon Bi Mimi came to bring drinks and cakes


"Please taste first, you must not have breakfast, right?, this early in the morning has been served", smiled Mr. Robani.


"Sir how is this?, why even coffee?, we will arrest people", Ustad Fikri glanced at Mr. Rusman's friend.


"Shortly, they still need time, let them talk .


"So Robi is your child?, I myself still have not met, if I have met, maybe I can recognize immediately",


Mr. Rusman sipped coffee before continuing to speak. "Actually it has been two days ago, we are waiting for Robi's arrival at the Office, but to this day, Robi does not come, so we came here to pick up Robi", obviously Mr. Rusman.


"Wait!, intermittently.., I'm still confused, I just came home yesterday afternoon, it was picked up Robi, she didn't even tell me anything last night, so, so, uh, I guess there's nothing either", Mr. Robani looked at Mr. Rusman.


"The lobby has hit Abah and Umi, they are even still in the Hospital", Ustad Fikri said, he had looked upset from the beginning because the Police with him looked slow.


"What?, Robi hit people?, why does my wife not talk about this matter", Mr. Robani glanced towards the family room, he can still see that Ms. Arimbi is still there.


"In the meantime, I asked my wife first, maybe she found out about this problem, because my wife is at home", Mr. Robani walked to see Ms. Arimbi.


They seemed to be talking, and Ms. Arimbi came to see her guests.


"This is my wife Sir", introduce Mr. Robani. ,


All eyes were on Ms. Arimbi. The paras are beautiful, and the clothes he wears are perfectly matched.


Ms. Arimbi sat side by side with Mr. Robani, they seemed to get along in front of the guest.


"Oh ... Yes, maybe this has something to do with the letter that I received, said the house guard from the Police, briefly", Ms. Arimbi got up from her seat and stepped towards the closet where she kept her belongings.


and soon he came back with a piece of paper .


"This may be what is meant?, I forgot, just save it, not even had time to read, Robi also did not know" .


"Well, this is a summons for Robi, but because no one came too, so we'll pick her up" said Mr. Rusman.


"In the meantime, what did Robi do?", Ms. Arimbi asked back.


"So this is Mom, Robi has been defiant, she has run over Abah and Umi couple, we call, it has been two days lost, so now we will pick her up forcibly ", obviously Mr. Rusman's friend.


"When did it happen?", Ms. Arimbi asked back.


"About two days ago, it was Saturday afternoon to be exact" explained Mr. Rusman.


"Before.... , saturday yes...?", I do not know, it's just that Saturday I was also escorted to the Mall by Robi .


"The lobby didn't tell me about it, he looked fine, there were no injuries" said Ms Arimbi.


"After returning from the Mall, Robi helped two victims of the accident in front of the market, Robi also took him to the Hospital, well.that he called them Abah and Umi", obviously Ms. Arimbi again.


"Ah..this must be a lie Mr. Police, this mother is Robi's mother, so it could just make an alibi, let her child not be held" said Ustad Fikri.


"But sorry, I still doubt, is Robi in question the same as Robi we are looking for?, who knows just the same name" Mang Daman looks curious.


"This, in accordance with the address of the owner of the motorcycle that has hit the victim, is it..Why is this Mr. Robi's son?", Mr. Police gave a photo of Robi to Mr. Robani.


"Yes.., this is true. This is my son's Robi", explained Mr. Robani.


"Look, from last night Robi left, I don't know either, but for the sake of investigation, please just arrest my son, let the law do the talking, later there will also be witnesses and evidence right?", obviously Mr. Robani.


"If indeed my son is proven guilty, please judge!, according to applicable legal procedures", explained Mr. Robani again.


"Just proceed legally if my son is proven guilty, just do your job well!, do not look at him as my son", Mr. Robani back pat Mr. Rusman.


"Okay!, I'll let you know as soon as your son is secured to the office",


"Okay, I'm waiting for the good news",


They shake hands with each other, and then leave Robi's house.


"Ustad, it turns out that Deb Robi is right, the son of a rich man, so that money also seems to be right Den Robi money, a gift from his parents, not money from crime as alleged to Den Robi", Mang Daman spoke slowly to Ustad Fikri.


"Alah..., don't be pretentious Mang, we'll see later, Robi can't dodge anymore", grinned Ustad Fikri.


[Report, please arrest Robi's brother immediately, wherever he is, and immediately take him to the Office], the voice of Mr. Rusman speaking through his cellphone, he ordered all his subordinates to immediately arrest Robi.


'Heuh...., rasain you Robi, soon you will be sickly', inner Ustad Fikri spoke.


From the Police Station, Ustad Fikri returned to the Hospital. There he saw Tiara talking to an unknown man.


"Assalamu'alaikum", Ustad Fikri approached them, with Ustad Fikri and Mang Daman shaking hands with the man.


"I'm Ustad Fikri, Tiara's future husband",


"I'm Dery",


'Hhmm...., her future husband?', thought Dery, he looked at Ustad Fikri.


Tiara seemed surprised, because Ustad Fikri had dared to admit herself as her future husband to someone she had just met.


Dery was just a pleasantries, as he wanted to ascertain if Abah and Umi Tiara were the ones he had hit .


After being convinced, Dery said goodbye, he left the Hospital.


"How, has there been any development regarding the impactors of Abah and Umi?", Tiara glanced at Ustad Fikri. Actually Tiara did not like the presence of Ustad Fikri, but under these conditions, how else, she was an only child, there was no one else who could accompany her.


"We are just waiting for the results, the police are pursuing the culprit" explained Ustad Fikri.


He glanced at Tiara. 'You'd be very surprised if you knew who did it', Inner Ustad Fikri spoke.


While Robi , after the dawn prayer, he had breakfast porridge beside the Mosque. He slept there last night. And now again confused, where to go?.


From a distance there was a motor vehicle approaching, they were two well-bodied men, with neat free clothes.


They both approached Robi. And immediately put a gun on it as soon as it was in front of him.


"Gift hands!, please cooperate, you we arrested on the charge of hit-and-run, do not fight!, all later explain in the Office only.


Robi still looks shocked, but he did not fight anything, he just follow what the two officers were ordered.


Robi was taken to the Police Station. Everyone who saw him, sneered at him, cursed him, and cursed him.


Robi resigned, he was taken to the Police Station without a fight.


"For while you're in custody, waiting for witnesses and evidence, if you're found not guilty, we'll release you back" the Police Officer told Robi.


The officer looked at him sharply. It was Mr. Rusman, Robi's papih's best friend. Mr. Rusnan looked at Robi, he admired Robi's good looks.


The news of Robi's capture, has spread, including to Ustad Fikri. He smiled happily, as his rival for getting Tiara was already helpless behind bars.


"Umi..., we have breakfast first", Tiara feeds Umi with a new meal given by the Nurse.


"Umi has to eat a lot, let's go home quickly, the person who hit Umi has also been arrested, now he is being processed legally" Tiara said.


"Thank God.., may he get a reply that is worth what he has done to Abah and Umi", hope Umi.


But it looks like Umi will be surprised to know who is behind the bars, he is the one who helped him from yesterday's accident.