(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 102

#Aryan Dharma

That night Abah gave a lot of advice. As if he knew, if his son was feeling the first and very deep fall in love.

The first thing is very fragile, range and easily carried away by the flow of feeling. If he is not properly held, he will be lost and uncontrollable. So is first love.

Many first love stories run aground because they are present at inappropriate times. In times of circumstances that do not allow to be together. Or in a situation that if it could be together, then it would end as well.

Layla was also the first love given by Allah. I am not a hypocritical young man, who when asked who your first love is, will answer God, mother, father, sister and family. Then mention a series of names that should be loved.

Distinguish between necessity and truth. Alloh, family, teachers, friends, neighbors, other humans to the inhabitants of the earth is a must for us love. Truth is a feeling that sometimes others do not have.

If necessity has truth then truth does not necessarily have necessity.

Abah said, if a righteous man loves a woman, then he will keep her honor. He will magnify the commandment of Allah in acting to him. For example, he would not sit alone with her, he would not have the heart to touch her, before she was lawful to him. And he won't take advantage of a girl when she gets carried away by his feelings. To ask him to do what he wants.

I bit the edge of my sheath because it was so hard. My lust for myself was often uncontrollable when I met Layla. Do not meet, when alone like this my mind is fulfilled by him.

It is very difficult to be the son of Abah Yai Umar Al Faruq. I think I want to be an ordinary person. But, also not willing if I lose knowledge and adab that has been implanted by my parents to me early on. Especially just because of a woman. Wherever possible, I can get Layla, if I'm an ordinary person. Being Arya Dharma alone is not necessarily getting it.

"Young people who declare their love through WhatsApp will lose to young people who express it through prayer. The young man who always gives chocolate, will lose to the young man who mentions his name in his name,"

It was also one of Abah's words. Abah seems to know, if I ever give chocolate to Layla. Well, even in a way that I arranged in such a way. But, still I am among the young men who pursue him like a normal man.

If there is a man who maintains the sanctity of his love by not playing with the opposite sex. He must have been very strong in his faith. I'm far from that.

I have to act and how I act. If I don't show women I won't understand, if I let fate answer the question. Well, if what we want is outside of the expedition. It is the same as wanting but not fighting for yourself. Isn't it, effort without lying prayers and prayer without arrogant effort.

"Gus! Assalamualaikum..." Shouted Sarip from under the tree.

Yes, I've been up on a sawu tree. Between branches, twigs and leaves. The most comfortable place in the crowd.

The air at midnight and in the downstream suguhi river is quite beautiful to look at.

"Wine! Here, get down first."

"Lazy ah! We're the ones who went up." My reply.

"Go, Gus! Jenengan it really ngerepotne , to (you're really troublesome, yeah)."

Dyed sarip. Maybe find a ladder. I went up without using the stairs.

"How's it going, Gus?"

"Yes, up to Rip. Cook yes, men can't climb trees."

"Hehehe... It's usually up to the twin mountains, Gus."

I broke the twig and I threw it at Sarip. Speech is really not in control.

Especially considering he once said if ever dreamed of Layla.

"Oh, Gus. That's the badge, Lo... Get down here, Lo. It's important!" His insistence.

"Religion. You're here,"

"Niesel's a genie if it doesn't scare me."

"It's fast here,"

"It's hard to climb."

"She was smart to go up the mountain. Just climbing a tree can't,"

"The mountain is different,"

I smiled wryly. Sarip is still trying to climb. He almost reached the branch I was sitting on.

"Alhamdulillah... Finally it can" he said after reaching the branch beside me. He clung tightly to the big twig.

"It's about Layla, Gus..."

"Std... You can't call her Layla. Najwa! Remember Najwa!"

"Yes... Aye ... Najwa."

"What's wrong with Layla?"

"Najwa's got a problem, Gus."

"Yes, Layla why?"

"Najwa, Gus."

"Damn... It's the same, right?''

"No. Najwa_Layla's search. Different right?"

"Ck. Don't have to talk. What's Layla Najwa Fathurrohman's problem?"

"He's a candidate for a security hearing, Gus."

"Can't you?'' I'm shocked.

"For during the bazaar yesterday he was involved with two men who were not his muhrim."

"Couldn't you? Who's with Layla? Hasn't he been with Albi and Andre since yesterday."

"That's the cause, Gus. After investigating the security of the son, it turns out that Albi mas is not Mahram Najwa. He's Najwa's parent's son."

I gaped at what Sarip said. If that had happened, layla would have been in deep trouble by now.

"Who knows this?!"

"Security of the son only. Fortunately, it has not reached the safety of the princess. The plan is later tonight they will discuss this.''

My chest feels tight for a moment. Layla's shadow with a look of sadness made me even more depressed.

"Where, where's Farhan? He's the head of security now?!"

"So it's in the back gazebo, Gus. Same with the pool kids."

What he meant was the back of the pesantren. He's there there's a catfish pond as a culture.

Without waiting for long, I jumped down. One jump smoothly I do. The habit of climbing trees, makes me smooth also to jump to get down.

"Gus! Gus! Wait me. It's just downstairs. This how it came down?!'' Sarip panic.

I snorted in annoyance. Just bother.

"Down! Hurry along! If I don't stay! That's right!" My omel.

"So tell me to go up fast. Now ask to come down quickly. I'm not as ordinary as a genie, Gus." Rfor Sarips. He started to creep, trying to get down.

"Both together!" Bumped me and walked away quickly leaving him.

"Gus! Waitaminute! Don't leave me!" Shouted Sarip. I looked back. I thought he was down. But, it turns out he's still stuck in the branches.

I can't wait any longer. Magrib and night will soon come. If not, I'll take care of it now. That would be a big deal for Layla.

And what does Farhan mean to track people around Layla. Whatwant? Doesn't he like Layla too? Instead of guarding, he puts Layla in danger.

For the matter of Albi. Is it true, she's not Layla's older sister. This is what Andre meant. With the most severe rival is not him, but the Albi mas.

My head suddenly dizzy. The twilight I wanted to enjoy suddenly faded away. My time is getting narrower.