The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
The Strange Man

Robi, who is now on her motorcycle back on the road, is angry and upset. He just kept wandering, going back and forth. Robi is confused, now there are no more friends that he can go to.

He stopped at a fly offer, looking at the glitter of the City."Mang Daman", he murmured.

He remembered the people who helped him. "Yes.., Mang Daman", Robi again drove his motorcycle, he pulled over at a martabak shop.

"Fifty packs are Mang?", asked Robi to the martabak merchant who was sitting next to his half-sleepy cart.

"Well", the merchant was aghast in shock, it seemed like a dream, someone ordered his hammer that much.

"What?, fifty packs of Ustad?", repeat the merchant.

"Yes Mang", hurry up!",

"Alhamdulillah., good Ustad will soon be made. With a happy smile the merchant served Robi. This is his first order. It has been almost five hours ago, there has been no one buyer, and now comes a Ustad who immediately bought his merchandise.

One by one the martabak was made, the juice that had been filled, began to pile up next to him.

With his smart phone, Robi is looking for a courier who can help him carry the parcels.

Before long came someone approaching with his motor matic.

"What did Ustad order me?", he asked Robi.

"Yes, for a second, help me carry these boxes",

"Good Ustad", though",

After finishing 'em, Robi gives some money to pay for his order, "Take Mang's change",

"Thank you, Alhamdulillah Ustad, jazakallah", Smile the martabak merchant.

"What Mang?", Robi frowned, not understanding the martabak merchant's words.

"May Allah repay Ustad's kindness", the merchant's smile.

"Oohhh, kirain apa.", Robi arranged the boxes on the courier motor and left the place followed by the courier earlier.

The destination this time was Abah Ilham's cottage. He wanted to give the martabaks to his son Abah.

They are the ones who helped him, until Robi can still pass the moment of his birthday back, otherwise, maybe he is already as his friends assume, is gone.

Although the night is almost late, but the atmosphere in the cottage is still crowded, the sound of santri teaching is still heard even though faint-sayup.

Robi is confused, the gate is locked. He's trying to find the number he called last night.

"Well, I hope he hasn't slept" Robi called that number. He waited a long time for no answer either.

But Robi did not despair, he repeatedly dialed the number.

Until finally there is an answer there.

"Yes ...Assalamu'alaikum?", as?",

"Hurry up and open the gate, I'm outside" Robi replied to the point, then closed the phone.

"Based on a freak" Tiara grumbled. He knew that Robi was now outside the gate of his father's cottage.

Tiara went straight outside the house to the gate, Abah and all the male santri were still at Masjid , they were studying Al-barjanji.

Tiara stood in front of the gate, clearly seeing someone dressed in a manly robe standing behind her

"Assalamu'alaikum Ustad", Tiara looks around looking for Robi's whereabouts, but none.

Robi turns around, finding Tiara standing in front of her. "Hurry to open the gate?" said Robi.

"Who are you?, what would you like to meet Abah?", Tiara did not recognize Robi.

"Oh.., open speed, it's me", Robi headed for the bike.

After recognizing it was his motorbike, Tiara opened the gate in a daze, she did not see Robi's figure there.

"Oh, long time ago, I could be a rock" grumbled Robi.

"This is for the students, thank you for helping me" Robi pointed to the pile of dus.

"Awhile... It's tu...Hmmmm.", um....",

"Yes, I'm Robi, the guy you found in the river" Robi explained.

Tiara closed her mouth, she held back the laugh of feeling funny with Robi's new appearance.

"It's you, why it's like this" Tiara's great-grandson.

"Don't laugh.., buruan share, I want to go to the room first, change the costume", Robi passed from the front of Tiara by packing her motorcycle.

He did not want to make a noise with the sound of his motorcycle.

"Hmmmm.., caring is also a person", Tiara called out to the two santri who happened to pass by.

"This please share with the santri, some for the Princess santri", orders tiara to his father's student's son.

"Adrahi.", he said with a smile.(.Adrahi is the name for gifts/gifts in the form of food).

Before long there were how many more santri who took the dus-dus. Tiara went back into her house.

Not yet arrived in his room, again he found a message coming in from Robi.

"I want to talk, there's something to talk about" Robi said.

"Iiihh, don't know this time people" Tiara grumbled.

Tiara replied to Robi's message, "Sorry, tomorrow, it's night, I can't",

Tiara was just about to get back on the bed when the door knocked.

"Who else", he went back to the front door, he peeked at the curtain, and saw the figure of Robi standing in front of the door.

Robi immediately smiled and waved her hand as soon as she saw Tiara uncovering the curtains.

"Okay.ni basic people yes, have no ethics, it's been said tomorrow again, uh.., just come", back Tiara grumbled.

"What a pout so" Umi Anisa approached, earlier she also heard the sound of the door on tap.

"That's Umi, that person came again, already told tomorrow again, this is already in front, how Umi, it's already night" Tiara looked at Umi Anisa.

"Just go in, who knows there is an important thing, so maksa come here", Umi's smile.

"But this is mala. Um",

"It's okay.., let Umi accompany" Umi smiled.

"Yes already, then", Tiara opened the door, she was silent as soon as the door opened.

"Son Robi is back, please come in!", please welcome Umi Anisa.

"Oh.iya well Umi", Robi immediately gawked in and sat in the guest chair, while Tiaravdan Umi looked at each other, Umi held Tiara's hand, fearing her son was talking a no-no.

Umi nodded her head and sat down in front of Robi followed by Tiara who looked upset.

"There must be something important yes, until Nak Robi forced her to come here night-night", Umi smiled. He understood Robi's attitude.

"Yes Umi, I need to talk to Tiara", Robi glanced at Tiara.

"Oh..could, please!, but if here women and men should not chat together, especially at night, should be mahrom accompanying, so if Nak Robi wants to talk now, please!, please!, Umi accompany here", explained Umi.

"Oh.I see Umi, sorry I just found out", Robi smiled.

"Then, tomorrow afternoon Umi, I need to talk to Tiara" Robi glanced at Tiara.

"Oh..can, but even during the day, can not be in a quiet place, must be in a crowded place yes", smile Umi again.

"Oh.so", Robi scratched her head. 'Ribet really, just want to talk doang', grumbled Robi in the heart.

"Then I say goodbye to Umi, sorry to interrupt", Robi leaves Umi and Tiara. Umi and Tiara looked at each other again.

"Well, there's no polite person" Tiara grumbled again.

"Just like Neng, he doesn't know, it's our job to tell him", Umi smiled.

On the Terrace, Robi meets Abah Ilham, Mang Daman and Ustad Fikri.

"Ouch...Den Robi is back?, thank you Den adrahinya", Mang Daman smile.

"Adrahi..., what Mang?", Robi again frowned.

"This Den", Mang Daman raised the martabak dus in his hand.

"Oh.that, martabak Mang, not adrahi", that is",

"Yes Den, adrahi is a souvenir", kekeh Mang Daman. Robi meets Abah and Ustad Fikri.

Ustad Fikri was not happy to see Robi at Abah's house.

"Are you going home?", Abah glanced at Robi.

"Yes Abah, I was here to talk to Tiara, but Umi said it was night, if you want to come here again tomorrow afternoon", explained Robi.

"Oh.., yes, it's already night, if you visit it should know the time", ketus Ustad Fikri. Instantly his heart was hot as soon as he heard the intention of the arrival of Robi who wanted to meet with Tiara.

"Yes, already, tomorrow afternoon just come here again", Abah's smile .

"Well Bah, I go home first, let's Mang", Robi invites Mang Daman.

"Oh.iya come!, I go home first Abah, Assalamu'alaikum", Mang Daman said hello. He followed Robi who passed first.

Ustad Fikri's heart grew hotter, as Abah also allowed Tiara to meet Robi.

He soon felt angry with feeling upset.

'Add more courage it was people', Ustad Fikri clenched his hand.