The Charm of Love Tiara Khoerunnisa
Set the Scheme

"Sister?", Dery removed his handrails from Fikri's collar.

"Sister?, so this is Brother huh, ma...sorry", Dery half worshiped in front of Fikri.

"Sister.., here sit down first, when the nights come", Marisa grabs Fikri's hand and takes him to a chair, followed by Dery.

Hearing the commotion outside, Bi Iroh woke up, he came out of his room with his eyes closed.

"What is this?, how are the storms?", Bi Iroh approached them on the chair, he circulated his gaze.

"Fikri?", this is Fikri?", Bi Iroh looked at Fikri.

"Yes Bi, I'm home" said Fikri flatly. He rubbed his face which still hurt due to Dery's fist.

"Yes Bi, Brother came home earlier, and Mas Dery was mistaken, so they almost fought if I didn't get up" Marisa explained.

"Mas?, who are you calling Mas?", looked at Fikri.

"Sister.., this is Mas Dery, he's my husband", subject to Marisa.

"Sorry.., everything went fast, so did not have time to tell Sister", Marisa looked down again, she rubbed her increasingly bloated stomach.

"Well, that's okay, I'm sorry too, as Big Brother, pay less attention to you.

"Oh, yes...Brother came here to tell Mom, I'm worried because you can't be contacted anymore, and sure enough, you're here", Fikri looked at Marisa.

"Yes.., we moved here, because we are not at home in the city, and Bi Iroh suggested to move here, because there is no other place, other than here", explain Marisa.

"Yes.., Brother knows, and you!, take good care of my sister, if Loe acts up, run out!", threatened Fikri, he pointed his fist at Dery.

"Here you rest" ordered Fikri.

Marisa's on Dery's papah to re-enter her room. They left Fikri and Bi Iroh together.

Fikri circulated his gaze, he then sat down to approach Bi Iroh.

"Bi..., how are the citizens here, do they not harass us?", whispered Fikri.

"They don't remember the matter anymore, the proof is that Auntie and Marisa can live quietly here",

"Then what about the Nyimas family?", Fikri again whispered to Bi Iroh.

"They are not here, Nyimas is pregnant, so his family took him away from here, and reportedly she has given birth to a boy, but no one knows, their whereabouts now", explain Bi Iroh.

'Nyimas has a child?', thought Fikri.

'He is my son', Inner Fikri spoke, he also admitted that the child Nyimas born was his flesh and blood.

"Who is that guy?, where does Marisa know?", Fikri said.

"He said he was Neng Marisa's friend in town, and met again here, Auntie saw the good guy, she was, he is also the one who has made small stalls and workshops for us to survive here" explained Bi Iroh.

Robi mangosteen, he can digest the speech Bi Iroh.

"Good then, later I will tell this to Mother, let her calm down" said Fikri.

"Aden wants to eat?, there is still food in the kitchen, Aunty warmed up before going to bed, Auntie wants to sleep again, tomorrow morning must go to the market" said Bi Iroh, saying, he left Fikri alone in the living room.

****

Tiara and Bu Arimbi met more and more often, not infrequently Tiara stayed at Robi's house, Bu Arimbi began to teach Tiara graphic design, as a basis for making clothing design.

Already many Muslim fashion models that Tiara design, it turns out Tiara is also talented, besides that he also sewed it himself, if overwhelmed he also asked for help to the princess who can already sew.

The plan, all the results will be exhibited during the celebration of the Islamic new year. It will also be exhibited at national events.

Ms. Arimbi recommends that Tiara always wear her designed clothes when going to the Campus, so that Tiara's friends can see it directly.

Tiara also often brought Risman when returning to Pondok, it makes Gilang happy, because it feels to have friends.

"I feel like I'm no stranger to this child's face", Tiara stared fixedly at Risman who was playing with Gilang.

"His face is no stranger, this child is also good at teaching" Tiara murmured.

Gilang and Risman laughed at each other. Tiara glanced back at them because Risman's laughter was very similar to the laughter he often had from one of the santri in the cottage.

"Oh..., the laugh was , how like laughter ...., who is it?", Tiara pensively.

From the chimney of the Mosque came the sound of the Adhan, it must be Robi's voice. There was a gentle tremor in Tiara's heart at every Azdan leaf that Robi chanted.

"Have played it, you pray first, tuh already adhan", cried Tiara.

Gilang and Risman immediately stopped their activities, they immediately ran towards the Mosque.

"Awas don't run, just walk" Tiara once again scolded.

"Yes Teteh.", cried Gilang, he walked in unison with Risman.

Not long Gilang and Risman returned home. "Steak...Teteh..", cried Gilang, he sought the whereabouts of Tiara.

"Yes.., what's the matter?, why not say hello, this is even shouting", said Tiara. He approached Gilang and Risman.

"Oh.iya, Assalamu'alaikum", shouted Gilang with a smile.

"Wa'alaikumsalam..., what's up?", Tiara smiled.

"So A Robi who became the priest of his prayer", said Gilang.

"Alhamdulillah.", Tiara's smile, her heart was happy again, slowly Robi had started to practice her knowledge.

Because so the advice of Abah, every learn something, should be practiced immediately, let memorization awake.

"May you be the guardian of science, the successor of Abah", Tiara murmured. The longer the feeling in his heart that was fixed on Robi the stronger it was.

"Seek why?, why smile themselves so" said Risman.

"Teeth happy, you two get along quickly, and get along well, and so on", Tiara smiled, he touched Gilang Risman's head alternately.

"We're brothers", great-grandson Gilang, he hugged Risman, as well as Risman, he returned Gilang's embrace. Al results they now hug each other.

Their attitude made Tiara smile.

"Teteh.., let Risman sleep here alone, so Gilang no friends continue", Gilang sulked.

"Risman will also have a house, there is also his mother, later must ask permission first with Risman's mother, may not if Risman sleeps here" said Tiara.

"Teteh.., Gilang wants to go to Kobong A Robi first", shouted Gilang.

"Yes.., but remember!, don't bother A Robi yes, if A Robi is learning again, don't bother" said Tiara.

"Yes" cried Gilang who had moved away from Abah's house.

Tiara let go of them with a smile.

In Kobong, Robi was chatting with Mang Daman. He was talking while he was in prison. Robi told me about Badrun.

Robi is trying to be reactive, because seeing Mang Daman who always avoids, maybe he should first act.

"Who is Den, Badrun?", Mang Daman looked surprised, but he quickly returned to his normal attitude.

'Badrun isn't just one person, maybe this is someone else', Mang Daman thought.

He listened to Robi's story. And when Robi told me that the cause of Badrun was in prison for being accused of harassing a woman, Mang Daman was immediately convinced, that this was the same person, he said, Badrun who used to live in this kobong.

"Pity is Mang, I'm sure, Badrun is innocent, there is someone else hiding behind him, Badrun is just a scapegoat", Robi looked at Mang Daman. He wanted to see the change of face Mang Daman.

But Mang Daman was not a random person, he could hide his shock with a reasonable attitude.

"Yes, but sure enough Den, every crime will gradually be exposed",

"Mang , which makes me curious, Badrun said, the name of the cottage is the same as the name of this cottage, Al-Furqon", said Robi.

"Degh", currently Mang Daman felt dead fleas, he could not dodge anymore, but he remained calm.

"Maybe Abah knows Den better, Mang is also new here", reason Mang Daman. He did not dare to reveal all that, because there is still Abah who is more authorized to reveal everything.

'Heum.., if with Abah, Mana dares', thought Robi.

"Assalamu'alaikum.", there were sounds of Gilang and Risman outside.

"Wa'alaikumsalam", replied Robi, he opened the door, and sure enough, the two boys were already standing straight in front of the door.

Gilang saw there was Mang Daman inside, so he did not dare to go inside.

"Come!, want to play or want to teach?", look at Robi.

"No Ah.., later we play, we want to go to Teteh again" said Gilang, he turned around and returned to Abah's house.

****

"You can be irritated as well", said Fikri when he found Dery who was fiddling with a dead motorcycle.

"Yes, in the city I managed the workshop too, before getting into trouble with my own friend, so I chose to leave him, and stay here" Dery said.

"Wah.., it's still season huh, friend's dinner", Fikri chuckled.

"I still have a grudge against him, and am looking for the right time to get back to making him miserable" furious Dery.

"Robi, I won't calm down before I can make you miserable" Dery murmured.

"Robi...., what is the same Robi?", muttered Fikri,