(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 12

" Albi, to you like that Ma'am?'’ Neng Nada asked after ending the call.

‘’Nggeh Neng.” Answer me.

‘’So much love to you, yes, Ma'am...." Said Neng Nada with his trademark smile. I don't know what a statement or a question is.

“Alhamdulillah, Neng...‘’ Answer me finally.

That's why I don't want to lose him. However, that's why I need to get a little bit away from him. The affection will only last, if there is a span of distance that stretches. But I also have to train my mind. In order to be as strong as steel, until the explosion, unfortunately, will not be able to knock down.

‘’I think he's a bitch. Fitting in the cottage used to be Mas mu including Santri Putra who has a lot of fans. But he looks ordinary. Talk to me at first only about the work of Tok. Rarely discuss other topics," said Neng Nada. I love to hear, he told me about Mas Albi. From here I know, how Mas Albi was at the cottage.

Ning Nada, smiled for a moment. His eyes glared, as if to remind him of something. He was nostalgic for the times when they were in the cottage.

‘’But, since you're here at the cottage. He calls me often, not often. Only sometimes what fitting it is, what activities in the cottage, when the exam." Ning Nada continued again.

I also don't know what Mas Albi means to ask like that, for what? In fact, I just found out now.

It's just that, when there is an exam whether it's a semester or daily if I have time to call my father and mother. To ask for prayer, may my exams be good. That'sthat's all.

"Kulo, nembe ngertos Ning. Why, if Mas Albi ngerepotin genengan (Sorry, if Mas Albi is troublesome)." Reply me.

"No, nothing. Take it easy, besides your mas, good friend, really!"

“Ngeh, Ning. Thanks very much. Me, saying goodbye first...." My speech. Not polite, if I have to stay here for a long time. Especially after bothering him.

After Ndalem I headed to my room. In the middle of the road I passed Salwa and some of his friends. He smiled at me, a sign of greeting. I immediately replied with a smile as well, and waved my hand.

Although I don't like rumors about him and Mas Albi. But that doesn't mean I'm gonna fight him, does it? No, it's not her fault. It's nobody's fault. It just happened.

After I was not seen by Salwa and his friends, it was heard that the santri in the area was cheering Salwa.

‘’Sister-in-law candidate!!'’ Cheer them together. So clear, even though I'm different places with them.

They have done such ridiculous things many times. Honestly, it makes me uncomfortable. As if we were once ordinary, now afraid to just say hello let alone talk.

Not when I got to the room. The other kids are ready to treat me with a lot of questions. Naturally, this much santri must have been there to the incident earlier.

Talk dogs everywhere.

‘’The feud captured Najwa's gold!‘’ Ma'am Tika said after I came.

‘’Iya ta, Ma'am? Neng Nada again pdkt same Mas mu?‘’ Ask Afi. He's small but his cockiness is big.

‘’Ngak....Nothing like that. Cook Neng Nada like me." Answer me low.

‘’Loh? La, what was mbak?‘’ Ask Rayya . He was also involved in what happened.

‘’Mas, I'm calling, that's it. Nothing special.‘’ Answer me.

‘’Wah ! Did you call yourself via Neng Nada? Means have Neng Nada's number?"' Afi looks enthusiastic. As if it was an amazing thing.

‘’Wah! want to have Neng Nada's number too! Mintain your mas,gih!'’ Said Ma'am Tika. It turned out that he also thought it was an extraordinary thing.

‘’Iya...Insya Alloh, right home, yes?'’ My word.

Do not know, whether or not to spread Neng Nada Number to friends – friends.

As far as Neng Nada is good, maybe he won't be angry if there are some Santriya who contact him.

‘’What are you kayaking, anyway? Now so trending topic Lo in cottage.‘’ Said Ma'am Tika curious.

He doesn't usually ask about the other santri's family. Moreover, I never told you about family at all .

‘’My mas, yes usual. There's no special. Regular Poll!‘’

Hearing my answer, Ms. Tika and other friends seemed to not believe it . He looked at me sharply, looking for honesty in my words.

‘’Mass? Can't believe me. If only ever Salwa would like to be the same. Neng Nada also saved your Mas number.‘’

Ma'am Tika is like introgating. I gulped to heal my nervousness.

“Truly, Mbak!‘’ I cried again convincing.

I averted my gaze from the glare of the staring eyes . They seemed ready to pounce when I seemed to lie to them.

‘’Ah! Then maybe he's handsome. Would you like to see your photo? I'm curious..'’ Afi said increasingly cornered. Their eyes seemed to be looking for answers.

I might have noticed a photo of Mas Albi on them.

‘’Big certainty. Many Lo mbak-mbak khufadz who see the pegs of Najwa in sambang. And they say that your Mas is handsome.'’ Said one of his friends.

I'm getting cornered. Everyone is getting curious. All eyes, on me.

‘’I didn't bring the photo.‘’ I said I was still trying to convince.

‘'Cooking, anyway? Let me see your closet.‘’ Said Ma'am Tika.

Piqued. He's always been like that. Doing what he wants. Without waiting for anyone's approval.

I'm trying to prevent Ma'am Tika from opening my closet. But failed, he arrived first and immediately searched my closet.

Want me to get angry. He does not respect the privacy of anyone at all. But what power, until now. In this room, he is the ruler. Not even with him, it was the same as inviting enemies from all his other friends.

‘’This, I got!" Ma'am Tika.

My heart was instantly lunglai. Got a photo of Mas Albi that was clearly plastered in the hands of Mbak Tika. He raised the photo high as if it were a charter.

Make cheer – cheer other friends who want to see it.

My heart is grim. Suddenly there was a sense of slashing when the photo became the seizure of many people. My body was hot cold, hearing every mouth speak of his amazement. With ease they instantly say '’I'm in love". Whining asks to be introduced, asks for a phone number and immediately acts sweet.

I know not everything seriously they say . But if at this time I agree they will continue to charge it.

‘’Udah! Here's the picture." I said without beauty, my face flat, my gaze sharp. I can't help but feel angry.

Seeing my anger. One of the people holding a photo of Mas Albi immediately gave the photo to me . I quickly grabbed it and then put it back in its place. I roughly locked my closet and then without saying a word left the room .

No one dared to make a sound, only after I left . They all started asking me about my unnatural behavior .

Maybe I'm outrageous. I realized that. But they were also outrageous, I said no but they still forced him.

They do not understand that everyone has privacy. Not everything can be shared. Especially about Albi.

I know, if I'm too overprotective. But what's wrong if it's like that. I don't like a lot of people praising Mas Albi.

I step my foot into the bathroom. I took a queue to take ablution. After that take the mukena and go to Mushola.

‘’Mbak?"

I looked towards who was calling me. Rayya, with her guilt approaching me.

‘’I'm sorry, yeah. Friends too. Just kidding, the other friends didn't mean anything. Sorry if outrageous, mbak Tika earlier also nitip greetings, make an apology.'’ Rayya.

I don't make a sound. I am still busy holding prayer rites for the dhuhur prayer.

‘’Mbak..'’ Call Rayya again, she's asking for my attention.

I took a deep breath. I closed my eyes for a moment. Setting a heart that was hot.

‘’Ndak. I'm not angry. I'm sorry too. Be rude to others."

Suddenly Rayya hugged me. I was glued, silent.

‘’Mas Albi remains yours, Ma'am!‘’ Rayya said slowly but full of decisiveness.

I let go of her embrace. Smiled at him. I'm not gonna ask you anything. I don't want our conversation to further corner myself.

‘’He won't go, Ma'am. Except Mama herself told him to leave. Believe it, deh." Said it with a meaningful smile.

Those words are calling me. Rayya seemed to understand my heart. He won my heart. He also convinced me.

‘’I am not papa, kok. Tell it to others too."

‘’Every Boss!" Rayya cried out with respect. Makes me laugh.

‘’Thank you yes.‘’ my word before she moves on.

‘’Content. Hehehehe'’ Reply her.

Rayya crooked from her seat and then left with a fluffy smile.

After he left, I prayed. Today, I prayed early. My escape was only to Alloh. And I know, my escape wouldn't have been in vain to HIS.