The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
The Time is Near

"Im sorry Mang Den, Mang did not start talking openly about Badrun. Because the problem was Mang considered a disgrace, so Mang was afraid to talk about it, especially if Abah found out", Mang Damsn lowered his head.

"Here Mang, I also understand, I'm sure, soon the truth will be revealed", Robi smiled.

"Especially that Mang heard himself, Badrun a few days free",

"Now it remains to search for Nyimas, he is the key and the main witness to bring down the main perpetrator",

The voice of the Dhuhur Adhan has been heard, Robi pulled his car over to the courtyard of a mosque, he and Mang Daman performed prayers there.

Afterward Robi invited Mang Daman to eat at a rice stall in the mosque.

Robi is no longer awkward eating in a simple place, but for him, eating in a luxury cafe is no longer an obstacle, the money will not be lacking.

Mang Daman was amazed by Robi's change, not only his religious knowledge, but his way and lifestyle also changed, there was no longer Robi who was arrogant and all wanted luxury.

"Thank you Den, Mang so troublesome", Mang Daman sipped his drinking water after finishing eating.

"This is my responsibility Mang, because I have invited Mang here", Robi smiled.

"Let's go Mang, let's stop by for a bit to the workshop", take Robi. He and Mang Daman returned to the car to the workshop that Robi mentioned earlier.

"Well, just in front of Mang, soon to arrive",

Robi pulled her car over to a workshop, there looked quiet, only a few motorcycles parked outside.

"Assslamu'alaikim", Robi said hello, Mang Daman tailed behind him.

"Who is it, Loe see there first?", orders Aleks. It turned out that they were talking to Fikri inside. Fikri peeked out from the gap of the curtain .

"Robby..?", he murmured.

"Who?, Robi?", Joko took a peek.

"Why is he here" asked Joko.

"Let it go, Aleks can handle it too", Joko and Fikri watch Aleks' movements talking to Robi.

Ronald and Ilyas were praying all the rest, so they could not meet Robi.

"What if Aleks was talking to Robi", Fikri suspected.

"Ah.., no, Aleks it is impossible to betray Dery, he is also the same, hate Robi" said Joko.

Soon, Robi and Mang Daman are seen entering his car again, not knowing what he was talking about with Aleks.

"Aman.., he's gone", Joko invites Fikri over to Aleks.

"Whether he's here?", look at Joko.

"He asked Ronald and Ilyas" Aleks replied flatly.

Don't betray us, we work for Dery" Joko recalled.

"Look, all the files are ready all, so when this place is executed, it is safe, we just wait for insurance claims" said Aleks.

"This is the place, you just go here, there is Dery", Fikri gave a piece of paper where Dery lived in the village.

"Okay, then, I go home first, later here later Pondok people can be suspicious", said Fikri.

"Yes, be ready, just trust the business here the same as the two of us" Joko grinned

They clashed with each other as a sign of greeting, and Fikri immediately left the workshop. He wants to get ahead of Robi to the cottage.

Obviously Fikri won, his motorcycle can freely overtake the vehicle in front of him even though the road is solid though.

Fikri was almost at the cottage, but he took the time to buy fruits at the fruit stall he passed.

"This is a gift for Abah, for sure he will feel happy, this is Abah's favorite fruit", muttered Fikri. He bought papaya and plantain king.

After that he again drove his motorcycle to the cottage.

Fikri first stopped by Abah's house with a fruit basket in his hand.

"Assalamu'alaikum", Fikri said hello, he sat on the chair on the front porch, waiting for the house to come out .

Nyimas, who happened to hear the greeting outside, came to the door, he opened it and found someone sitting behind him.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, who are you going to meet?", he asked without any suspicion, nor did he know who was now sitting behind him.

"Ti.a..ra.", Fikri pecked at the sight of another figure before him.

As Nyimas's eyes rounded, he was completely unexpected, that person was already in front of him. He wanted to scratch his face and grab his hair.

"Oh.sorry, I think Tiara", Kekeh Robi, it's not bad with the woman who is now in front of him.

But clearly Fikri saw the look of hateful eyes from the woman.

'Who is he?, why look at me with such a view', Inner Fikri spoke.

"Tiara is not home, Abah has not returned, Umi is praying" Nyimas replied flatly .

"Then I leave this, please tell Abah", Fikri said, pointing to the fruit basket he now placed on the front desk.

"Yes.., later I say", replied Nyimas still in a flat tone, his gaze lowered.

"Thank you, I go first", Fikri said a greeting and left Nyimas who immediately grabbed the fruit basket on the table and immediately entered and closed the door rudely. Until Fikri was surprised.

"Who's that woman, you weirdo" Fikri grumbled.

He's headed for the cowboy.

"Based on the strange woman, the amit-amit, will be her spinster, which man will glance at her, judes and haughty so", grumbled Fikri.

"Who you say is haughty", Ustad Fadil chuckled at the grunts from Fikri who had just entered his cowboy.

"That's.., the veiled woman in Abah's house, she was so arrogant, she seemed to have a more horrible face, so she covered it with a veil", muttered Fikri.

"Eehh.., make no mistake, he is smart, his voice is good", praised Ustad Fadil.

"We have to start preparing, there will be a festive celebration during the Islamic new year this time, there will be Fashion on the Sreet, anyway the children of the Princess santri will appear in Tiara and Robi's mother's clothing",

"In addition, there will be a torch march, as always" Ustad Fadil explained.

"Well, it will definitely be festive, this is the first activity in our cottage, definitely festive", smile Fikri.

'It would be even more festive if there was a great fire in Robi's Workshop, and his Robi was poisoned again, the end of your history Robi!', Fikri grinned while talking in his heart.

"Yes, that's why it should help to make the show a success", smile Ustad Fadil.

"Okay.siap..., every year we are also always working" said Fikri flat.

'When I can become the leader of this cottage, Abah has rarely mentioned it again, I have to pick up the ball often, so no one steals the star', thought Fikri.

Tonight he intends to visit Abah.

Robi and Mang Daman just returned to the cottage. Robi returns to park the car in Abah's yard.

"Which, I ask for today's events only we know" Robi said.

"Relax Aden, trust Mang, Mang will talk if needed", Mang Daman holds Robi's shoulder.

"Thank you Mang, there's already an image of who did it?", Robi looked back at Mang Daman.

"Not to be said, just know" Robi smiled.

"Yes...Den.", Mang Daman nodded.

They got out of the car.

Before long, Abah came, he was delivered to the house by the family who invited him .

"Assalamu'alaikum", Robi welcomes Abah. They shook hands, Mang Daman too.

"Hadeuh..., just came home?, Mang Daman can also ride a luxury car" Abah smiled.

"Yes...Abah, Alhamdulillah.", Mang Daman's smile.

"Den, Mang went straight to Kobong", said Mang Daman.

Robi nodded, she immediately accompanied Abah on her way to her House.

Abah immediately rested while waiting for Ashar time. The new robi will step outside from Abah's reading room, when a sobbing sound comes from the next room.

'Whose voice is this?', thought Robi. But he did not dare to peek, especially Tiara and Umi were in Madrasah with his mother.

They are socializing the plan that will be implemented on the eve of the Islamic new year.

Robi went straight back to Kobong,

"Tiara..., what should I do?, Fikri is a bad person, he should not be with you, this is not the place" Nyimas murmured.

Nyimas was crying in his room, he always felt shaken every time he met Fikri. She had corroded the stain in her family, and her most miserable self, had to be exiled until her baby was born, and had to fend for herself to raise her child, because her parents were no longer two years after her child was born.

His house was confiscated because it was used as a guarantee to loan sharks for their living expenses first.

And Nyimas also thought, the person who chased him in the market at that time was an old loan shark who wanted him.

"I go to Madrasah only, maybe by teaching there, my mind will be a little calm" Nyimas murmured. He immediately prepared to go to Madrasah .

*****

"What are you doing?", snapped Mr. Robani when he opened the door of Rena's room, his secretary was sitting on a man's lap and they seemed to be making out with each other , the lipstick was on the man's face.

As they were both aghast, they did not expect Mr. Robani would enter the office today, because he had not worked for two days.

"Surya...?", so right my suspicion all this time, you guys are lovers right?", said Mr. Robani.

"It's smart of you to make a show, and you're Rena!, how dare to play with me", said Mr. Robani. Now that his voice sounded trembling, he looked angry.

"Now there is no place for you here, you two I fired!!!, go you guys.., before I everyone knew, car keys and apartment keys left on the table, you don't need it anymore" said Mr. Robani.

"Darling..., this is not true.., she seduced me", defended Rena. He approached Mr. Robani intending to embrace him. But Mr. Robani dodged, until Rena hit the small table that was behind Mr. Robani.

"Already....., I'm fed up with all your skits, now hurry up you guys leave, before I call security to evict you guys out", threatened Mr. Robani.

Rena took the bag and grabbed Surya's waist who was already standing before her.

"Darling.., let's go, who wants to continue with the old Grandpa, who is tired like this" said Rena.

"Wait!", Mr. Robani's loud voice stopped them.

"Put the key!!", snapped Mr. Robani again.

"Rena immediately reached into his bag, he kept a lock on the table, and immediately left Mr. Robani himself there.

"Hah.., I should have done this long ago, he just wanted my property, forgive Mih.", Mr. Robani imagined his wife who had betrayed the woman did not know herself.

******

"Whose voice is teaching this?", asked Fikri to Ustad Fadil.

"Euh..., if it is not wrong, it is the voice of Nyimas, the person who lives in Abah's house, right?, his voice is melodious, he also teaches in Madrasah" Ustad Fadil explained.

"Where is he?", investigate Ustad Fikri. His heart was already suspicious, The person he harassed was also a teacher at the mosque in his village.

"He came with Robi's father, he said he was new to this town, but out of nowhere",

'Don't you.., he's the same Nyimas, ah.but it's impossible, he's not veiled', Inner Fikri speaks.

"Why?, a crush too?", tease Ustad Fadil.

"Iihhh.., it's good ..., he's nothing compared to Tiara", Robi sneered.

Don't be arrogant Fikri, soon your past will be revealed, but a little bit keatar-ketir also nih, fearing Fikri's plan for Robi succeeded. Curious?, follow the story...