
One week later.
As usual, Alma's bakery is very crowded. Tiara seemed to be skillfully serving every buyer, and again Tiara was a very friendly girl.
"By!" Alma called Tiara.
Tiara looked back. "Yes, Mommy. What's up?"
"Mbak wants to take Budhe home first. You guard the shop, right? Mbak not long anyway," because the day is near noon, Ani must rest at home.
Tiara nodded.
"Budhe came home first, son?" Ani stroked the head of Tiara covered in hijab.
"Be careful, Budhe.."
Ani simply responded to Tiara's words with a nod and a smile.
Alma and Ani leave the store for Alma's motorcycle. After that the motor drove off the bakery.
After Alma left, Tiara began to clean the bread steling with a rag so that the ashes would not stick.
A motorbike stopped right in front of Alma's bakery. A motorcyclist got off his bike and he smiled when he saw a hijab-wearing woman cleaning the steling. His footsteps walked towards the hijab-wearing woman.
"Dor!" akmal said as he patted both of Tiara's shoulders.
Tiara, who was turning her back to Akmal, immediately turned her body. How surprised he was by what he saw at this moment.
'Gosh.. He right?' tiara's eyes successfully smashed.
Akmal frowned. "Where's Alma?" Akmal stared intently at Tiara.
"M-mbak Alma---" had not finished talking, Akmal had already looked into the rest room inside the store.
"Al! Alma!!" yelling Akmal yelling.
"Mas, Om! Well, who else is this calling him? Sir, is it time?" muttered Tiara slowly while scratching his head that is not itchy, because confused should call Akmal with what designation.
"Sir! Alma's mom doesn't exist. She went home again with her Mama" said Tiara from behind Akmal's body.
Akmal stopped his steps and turned to look at Tiara. "You're the girl who at the time called me a robber, right?"
Tiara swallowed her coarse salivary.
'campus me.' Inner Tiara was confused to have to do much less.
"Woy! How to be quiet? Answer dong." Akmal looked at Tiara's face closely. "Well! Right, you were the one who hit my head with the can..".
Tiara looked at Akmal with fear.
'Ouchhh.. How's dong? Where's Old Sister Alma so much more..' Tiara was afraid that Akmal would do something bad to her.
"S-I'm not on purpose." said Tiara.
"Nonintentionally? Hm! Whether intentionally or not, you should apologize. Not even accusing people of being robbers!"
"Yes, I'm sorry now! I'm sorry sir." said Tiara to have her dealings with Akmal completed. Tiara was currently rolling up the washcloth that was in her hands, she was nervous as well as scared.
Tiara gawking. "Sorry!" Tiara would rather give up.
"That's dong. Just say sorry for the prestige! Wrong, wrong."
Alma who had arrived in front of her shop was astonished to see Akmal and Tiara who were like they were fighting.
"Mas.." cried Alma into the store.
Akmal looked, as did Tiara.
Tiara breathed a sigh of relief.
'Huft! Finally ..'
"Mas, are you here?" alma said as she was near Akmal and Tiara.
"Hem, I deliberately came because I wanted to take you to lunch together." Akmal turned his head towards Tiara. "He who?" Akmal pointed at Tiara.
"Oh.. He's Tiara, my cousin who just came from the village." Alma stood parallel to Tiara.
Akmal just nodded. He looked at Alma and Tiara alternately.
'Very similar. Even both sholehah and his height are also almost the same.' Akmal's inner mumble.
As for Tiara and Alma, they only looked at each other because they were surprised to see Akmal who was just silent.
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