(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 16

''Le, when did your sister (When, pick up your sister, you),?

Dad came to the room. He has asked the same thing five times a day . She is married to Layla.

''This, Albi is leaving, Dad.''

I just finished changing clothes, and I'm getting better. I approached the Father and shook his hand to say goodbye.

''Later, do not immediately ask the macem-macem, Layla...Let him go home, get some rest."

Mother, he can't wait either. I smiled to say yes.

''Save,Buk.''

I also greeted my mother before leaving.

Last Ramadan of the year. Not like Ramadan of the past years. Usually after the magrib we can already gather - gather at home, or watch the takbir Festival in the mosque. But this time I'm still going to pick up Layla at the Congress.

Well, Layla's change of attitude hasn't stopped since that night. But it continued until when he announced he did not want to be picked up on the night of Nuzulul Qur'an

The night where it has become a tradition cottage in Layla began to mengiburannya. The longest holiday of any other holiday . Usually, three weeks. Never a month either.

At that time he just sent a message through the cottage number so as not to pick him up. And he will return home with his entourage at the end of Ramadan.

I was told the contents of the chat was also shocked. And immediately contact the number of the cottage. I called a few times, but still not connected. It's either because of busyness, or for some other reason.

I finally called Nada. He's the only one who can help me connect directly with Layla.

Hoping to get a little news of his condition and also be convincing for me to pick up on vacation tomorrow.

And right, Layla is subject to reverence with Nada. He looked shy and embarrassed when he found out I called him through his Neng. Makes me sure, if later I'll succeed in making him comply.

But it still seems. At the kekeh in his stance, the tone I expected was even compared to turning against me. Siding with Layla, who wants to go home the night Lebaran.

''If your Adek wants to go home tonight Lebaran yes no papa Bi. Later I resigned ne Kang Dharma wes.'’ Said Nada at the time.

He interrupted me in the middle of my conversation with Layla. Though less a little more I seduce my sister, surely she will be fainted. But, Hah, Nada adds to his firmness.

Who is Dharma?

I'll find out later. The tone just puts it on a santri named Dharma. Without me knowing who, and how he is.

I hope he's a good man. I immediately asked for Kang Dharma's mobile number, to warn him if there was anything with Layla later.

The highway is very noisy. The vehicle is so crowded. Many people come out to celebrate. Trucks with sound systems are quite large lined up to fill the streets.

Unfortunately, this actually makes the heart smell. They're tuning takbiran tapes. But the one on the truck did not heed the echoes of the takbir. Many of them simply enjoy the crowd and make it feel like a party or freedom. Dressed with only a t-shirt, or even to remove his clothes and twirling his clothes on their heads.

The style of music today is also combined with the phrase takbir. There are those with the tone of Rock, Remix, dangdut, kroncong, and so forth.

Dreeeett Dreeeett

The phone above the dashboard vibrates. Signs there's an incoming call.

The number without a name, without taking a dizzy I immediately raised the call.

''Mas, Layla is in line. Sampean teng pundi (Mas, Layla has arrived at the Muktamar. You, where is it)?,''

My heart immediately dewy. Hearing the voice behind the phone. Thank God he's okay.

''It's almost there, Nduk. Wait a minute ngggeh....''

'' Nggeh. Layla wait in the east field, Nggeh? ''

''Ready!''

''Nggeh, too. Ngoten mawon, Niki hape ne rencang'' (Yes already. Get here first, it's hape, have friends). Wassalamu'alaikum's chat...''

''Waalaikumsalam.''

Due to unexpected traffic. I just got to the Congress fifteen minutes after Layla called.

The car that came to pick up also turned out to be quite a lot. Not surprisingly, the Congress is a strategic place to become a terminal stop or gathering place for groups.

The Muktamar itself is actually a hall. Belongs to the largest pesantren cottage in Kediri. There is also a very large field. Every year becomes the place of departure of the group of pilgrims from the city of Kediri.

After parking the car I looked for Layla. Because the large number of groups makes me a little difficult. And he just said it's east of the field.

I checked my phone looking for Kang Dharma's name on his contact and connected it directly in the call. The number made Layla's call is no longer connected, maybe her friend is not with Layla.

''Assalamualaikum, Kang. I, Layla'''' Masnya''

''Waalaikumsalam, Nggeh Mas."

''The Dharma, Nggeh? Sorry, did Layla kaleh takean Mas?,''

''Oh, oh, the Princess is ashamed, uh...Layla?''

I was silent for a moment, just now he called the Princess embarrassed. Whatdoes thatmean?

''Wonteh, Mom. Alhamdulillah aman Adek. Monggo Enggal in Pendet (Please, quick to grab)!"

I chuckled a little at the answer. What is Layla?

"Teng, pundi (Where)?,''

''Bagasi, Mas!. La, enggeh teng Pos tho, Mas. Niki, e sampun saget's sister on the pendet. Mengke nangis selak (La, yes in Pos, Mas. This is his sister, it can be taken. Hurry, cry out)."

Before the call was ended. He said that Layla was in post number three.

I'm clammy - cuddly. Just realized if there are some posts in pairs. Because it's the first time I picked Layla up like this so I don't understand. Layla herself just said east.

I walked towards post three, which I had already passed. Quite crowded, there are some already with his guardian.

I faintly saw Layla sitting cross-legged with her friends in the Post. He hasn't seen me, joking with his friends.

''The, Layla?"

I was shocked by someone who was suddenly in front of me. He's a santri with a Black T-shirt complete with an alma mater suit. The glove is predominantly dark in color and also a circular watch on his hands.

Smile expands . Just make me shudder. If she had a veil, many might have thought she was a woman.

His skin is pure white, face with a thin sideburn, next to the cheeks and also dimples.

''Yes, yes,"

"Thank God, it's not my fault.''

''Where is it?" I asked directly.

''I call first. Jenengan rantos impermeable (You, wait a minute)."

Before I answer too. He's been trying to get to Layla. She spoke for a while, after which Layla looked at me. He waved his hand with his trademark sweet smile.

"Thank God, he's fine. It seems like his mood is improving as well." My inner.

Moments later, Kang was the one who met me to help bring Layla's things. Although I saw Layla had rejected it, but the kang still took her. Making other friends tease both of them. There were boisterous cheers of 'Cie-Cie' he was around them.

Anxious to see Layla's mimic while at the temptations of his friends. He just looked down embarrassed, and then stepped first towards me.

''Assalamualaikum, Mas.''

Layla shook my hand and kissed the back of my hand.

''Waalaikumsalam, Nduk.''

Reply to me by stroking his head. She smiled freshly after we met. Her puffed cheeks grew even more fluffy when like that. Makes me want to pinch it.