
"Tiara...Tiara.., why just remember, yesterday Mamih was too panicked", Ms. Arimbi reached into a bag and took a cell phone, she intended to contact Tiara. But after a long wait, only the ringtone, but Tiara did not answer the call.
"Neng..ayo..angkat..!", muttered Bu Arimbi. He repeats, but there is no answer.
"Ouch....Neng...., where are you?, this is important...., come on lift...", Ms. Arimbi scribbled herself.
"How is there any development" a nurse knew already beside him.
"Astaghfirullah.., surprised me, ...Sus 'yeah, my son had said something", Ms. Arimbi put her phone back in the bag.
"What does your child say?",
"It looks like he's calling someone's name, Tiara so if it's not wrong" Ms Arimbi said.
"Who is Tiara Bu?", the nurse asked again, while checking the health equipment that was still attached to Robi's body.
"Who's the woman?", looked at the nurse.
"No, Tiara is her friend", smiled Ms. Arimbi.
"Well, try to bring Tiara here Mom, who knows, she's the one who's always on the mother's child's mind, it will make it easier for the mother's child to regain consciousness" suggested Nurse.
"Oh..so Sus, yes I will try to get Tiara here",
"Yes Mother, it will be very helpful, the condition is still stable, I leave first Mother, if there is a new development, immediately notify us again" said Nurse while leaving the room.
"Yes Sus, thank you", sir",
Ms. Arimbi again approached Robi, he looked at her face, which was now silent and closed.
"Son..., let's get up!!", said Ms. Arimbi. The feeling is getting sicker, when Robi was still struggling with his racing bike, this is what he feared the most. But when Robi has changed and abandoned his wild racing habits, unexpectedly, this bad thing happened.
Early in the morning Tiara had gone to Campus, today he will do a final consultation about the script, before he composed and completed.
Because of the rush, his phone that was on the charger also missed in his room. It was not without reason that Tiara hurriedly departed, he wanted to avoid Ustad Fikri.
But Tiara miscalculated, it turns out that Ustad Fikri was waiting for him at the gate, is smiling looking at Tiara who seemed surprised to see him.
"Assalamu'alaikum", the smile of Ustad Fikri, he held the headlights of the motorcycle that the Tiara was riding.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, sorry Ustad, I'm in a hurry", Tiara lowered her head avoiding Fikri's sharp gaze at him. Tiara was always uneasy when Ustad Fikri looked at her.
"Yes.., I know, I'm here to take you to Campus",
"But.", though....",
"Don't refuse, from now on, I'll take you anywhere, my future wife" said Fikri.
"No, I'm used to myself" Tiara refused.
" Don't keep resisting Tiara, I don't want anything to happen to you, I'll take care of my bride-to-be, Abah won't get angry, just count the days, we'll be legitimate", back Ustad Fikri smiled, this time he touched the hand of Tiara who was still holding the handlebar of his motorbike.
"Iihh...., this apan", Tiara directly pulled her hand.
"Don't you be my future wife, it's okay, sooner or later we'll be together" Fikri said.
"That's what I don't want, you're always in a hurry",
"Let's hurry I deliver, he said again in a hurry",
Tiara glanced at her left wrist, 'Oh..., could be late', Tiara was impassive .
Lazily Tiara parked her motorcycle at the waist of the gate, then she prepared to ride a Fikri motorcycle.
"Well.gitu dong, if you can get to the campus quickly", smile Fikri, now he feels victorious. Just this time he managed to piggyback on Tiara.
"Bismillah.", smile Fikri. He took his motorcycle to the campus.
Ustad Fikri's heart was delighted, this time he managed to also persuade Tiara to be ushered in by him.
On the way, Tiara briefly saw the ruins of Robi's workshop that was no longer intact, the rest of the red hero.
His heart was filled, his memory returned to Robi who had once covered his identity as Grace.
"Dukkk", suddenly Fikri suddenly brakes his motorcycle so that Tiara stamped Fikri's back and their helmets collide.
"Astaghfirullah, be careful.., what's up?", Tiara raised her head forward, finding out what was going on in front of her.
"That's a little kid picking up a ball" Fikri said.
"Where his parents, kok left alone on the road, if anything happens will still bring the vehicle to be goredahkan" Tiara grumbled.
Fikri's bike was back on the road, Tiara could clearly see a mother sitting holding a baby and a young boy holding a ball standing next to her.
"Okay.pantesan, they .., where the father is, I have the heart to let the child and his wife be abandoned so on the street, he must be an immoral father", muttered Tiara.
Clearly Fikri could hear Tiara's words, Tiara's words seemed to slap her face. Because in his deepest heart Fikri also admitted his behavior towards Nyimas and his son.
"What the heck is it you are angry" said Fikri.
"Yes obviously angry, I do not like a father who torments his children and his wife, he just wants to be happy, his rights will be full, his obligations are zero" Tiara grumbled, saying, he still sewed.
"It is already..nebut.., know nothing, even add to sin alone", said Fikri. Her ears were hot, Tiara's words earlier seemed to be aimed at her.
"Astaghfirullah.", said Tiara..
Fikri's motorcycle has been pulled over to a Campus, Tiara came down, he took off his helmet and handed it to Fikri's lap, then immediately left in front of Fikri in a hurry .
"I'm waiting for you here" cried Fikri. He stared at Tiara's back and disappeared behind the campus gate.
'Don't let Tiara know about my past, it can be messed up, ' Fikri said.
The goal to become a leader in Pondok Al-Furqon is one step away. He will be the successor of Abah.
Tiara was already in the room with her friends, they got the final guidance from her script guidance counselor.
After that, just wait for the schedule of thesis and graduation sessions of course.
He rogoh many times his sling bag, but what is sought is not there, Tiara until take out the contents of the bag one by one, but the object he is looking for remains absent.
Tiara paused for a moment, recalling. "Yes Allah ..., it was again charged, missed!!!", said Tiara.
Tiara only realized that her phone was missing.
"Astaghfirullah.., pantesan seems to be lacking", muttered Tiara.
"What's the matter?", asked Iis who was sitting next to him.
"My phone missed" said Tiara limp.
*****
At Home, Umi who was sweeping many times heard a ringtone from the direction of Tiara's room.
But Umi was not so focused on the voice, because his voice blurred along with the screams of two more boys running around.
Gilang and Risman are playing inside the house.
"Umi.., this is Tiara's motorcycle", tell Nyimas when a santri delivers it.
"Tiara then goes to wear what?", look at Umi.
Nyimas lowered his head, saying Tiara had gone to Ustad Fikri.
"Alhamdulillah., finally ", Umi's smile.
"Tiara and Ustad Fikri will be getting married soon.., waiting for Tiara's graduation", explained Umi.
"Degh.", as if someone had punched Nyimas.
'Don't Tiara.!!, that Fikri is not a good person, he wears a mask of kindness to hide his rottenness', inner Nyimas spoke.
'I must fail your plan with Fikri', Nyimas spoke again in his heart