(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 10

After that night I decided not to go home on the seventeenth day of Ramadan. Yeah, like in previous years. Ramadan holidays begin after the seventeenth day of Ramadan. More precisely after the commemoration of Nuzulul Quran.

Every year, after the anniversary of the Qur'an, all the books of flashes will be gathered. Corrected and asked to fulfill its meaning. If not, the man is not allowed to go home. Until he can qualify.

The days at the pesantren were fun. Especially when Ramadan is like this. We are not bound by rules and time. We are free to manage our time. We are also authorized to choose the book we want to study.

A lot of things too. Like when santri is so enthusiastic when choosing a book read by ustadz or ustadzah that they admire. It's like when we get a love letter. I want to continue reading and looking forward to its continuation.

‘’Mas Bian! Alloh Masya... He was actually made of what to . Luey...Kalem and his smile are lo, can degrade me," said Rayya.

We just finished teaching the book Arbain Nawawi . Books read by Mas Bian. Ustadz is famous for its tranquility is indeed quite fitting read the book Arbain Nawawi.

Book by Shech Abu Zakaria Muhyiddin Annawawi. It contains a collection of forty-two hadiths. His polite speech seemed to hint that he was also trying to practice what the book taught. There was no rebuttal and ridicule while he was reading. Heard Khidmah and hypnotized his listeners.

‘’Iya, yes...Quiet sing!'’ I said with a smile.

Rayya really admired Mas Bian. Since the Student Orientation Period. Moreover, it grew in awe, when the man was now one of the readers of the yellow book in the cottage.

‘’But, Sad to know! "

‘’Sad? Why?" asked me

‘’News, Mas Bian, next year boyong mbak. Hix...I'm not willing!"

‘’ Oil...Yes, he did, he graduated. I was in the pesantren for two years too. It's only natural that he wants a boyong. Patience, find another one!"

‘’Maybe! I like Mas Bian, Tok. The point! Hix... But yes boyong...How will I feel later? Will not keep it that way, until death?‘’

‘’Walah..kok, yes, let yourself!‘’

‘’Mbak, I don't know what I'm doing. Imagine, I have been feeling for years! I'm the Pendam myself, there's no certainty let alone clarity. Every day I wish I could just see the person. Never mind, he knows me. Where do you want hope from? Yes Alloh...why is love this complicated?'’ Rayya vented her emotions and frustration.

‘’Sabar... We are given love, we admire it, it is a blessing. That means you're sane. Normal!" I said with a laugh. He was upset, but

that face, I want it ruffled.

‘’ Yes mbak. But why does God give such a taste? We know, HE also knows in the end the feeling will only be in vain and produce nothing. Not to mention even heartache if the feeling is only us who feel.'’

‘’I don't know either? Just ask the same, Allaah. He who gives that feeling, HE will also be responsible for all that. Hehe... Su'uladdab, yo, me?'’ My word

I don't know Rayya's answers or questions either. Because I want to know what the answer is?

‘’Hah! Gregetan couldn't talk to you!" He grew irritated, to his two feet he stomped on the floor. Maybe I'm adding to his heartbreak. My base, instead of making him calm, made him nervous . I too, who can never be a good listener.

But, making it that way, its own entertainment for me. He was still naive to think of love, but as if he understood the way of love.

Time passes quickly. With all the activities in the cottage makes us the students do not feel heavy in carrying out fasting. Not even felt at all.

‘’Mbak Najwa! The sampean in the Neng Nada teng ndalem (You are called Neng Nada to the house)!" Excite one of the santri with gopoh. His breath was still severed while talking to me. Looks like he just came from ndalem and immediately told Neng Nida to look for me.

‘’Less tau.‘’ Answer

It makes me curious. I who had gathered with other friends in the front porch of the mushola immediately rose and paid to other friends to go to ndalem first.

It was not usual for Ning Nada to call me, even though she knew that I was the younger brother of her friend. This incongruity made me anxious, and a little afraid to face immediately.

‘’Mbak, already waiting for Ning Nada in the dining room." Said one of the santri who might also from the ndalem picket.

“Iya, ibbak. Mature suwun.'’ Reply to me by nodding.

After arriving at ndalem and heading to the dining room . I began to walk on my knees, bowing my head in anxious hope.

‘’Assalamualaikum, Ning'’ My regards, still with face down.

“Waalaikumsalam... Layla's sister, here, Monggo!" Reply Ning Nada with a smile Sumringah made me even more uneasy.

He called my name Layla, not Najwa. And in the boarding school no one calls me Layla.

Carefully I approached, Ning Nada was eating, I approached the dining table still sitting with my knees bent and also lowered my head.

‘’Sit, here mbak. Don't be there‘’ Neng Nada said by patting me on the shoulder slowly. He got up from his seat and let me sit in front of his dining chair.

‘’Mboten, Ning mriki mawon (No, I'm here only).'’ My word

Without saying Ning Nada was still with her friendly smile, holding my hand and pulling to sit on the chair she meant.

‘’Nih, Mas, you called. She misses saying the same to you," Ning Nada said with a thrusting of her ha-pe. I was shocked to see the ha-pe screen that was suddenly in front of me.

‘'Assalamualaikum, Nduk... Healthy?'’ the Sapa Mas Albi.

She smiled sweetly. Makes me not able to say anything. Sangking surprised him and also haru, could not believe if I could see Mas Albi like this.

‘’Waalaikumsalam...Thank goodness, healthy.'’ Answer me a bit softly.

Shameful, Neng Nada noticed us.Although it looks ordinary, but still. There's a bad taste.

“Quiet, I stay, deh. There are no people in ndalem.“ Neng Nada's words made me even more uneasy.

‘’Borrow first, yes, Da!“ Mas Albi cried just before Neng Nada left.

“Aman!“ Reply Neng tone by showing his thumb finger while leaving me alone with Ha-pe connected to Mas Albi.

After Neng Nada left I went back to seeing Ha-pe's screen. Again I was charmed by Mas Albi's sweet smile and happy eyes looking at me.

However, considering how he was looking for a way to contact me upset me. He could have contacted me on his phone Ning Nada .