(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 19

My mistake was to start loving you ,

my mistake again is that I want a return for that love .

I can what ?

I'm starting to miss you in silence now ,

without daring to say .

I can what ?

Besides slipping your name in my prayer ,

I express my selfishness in that prayer.

L'm....

''Layla?''

That call blew my daydream. Mother called along with a knock on the door of the room.

I got out of my sleep, before I slipped the Diary under my pillow and opened the door.

''Are you ready yet? Wait, from now on, Lo!"

''Sorry, buk. Layla forgot, if you just came by the moon'' reply me with a grin.

''Ooh....Yeah, already. Wait, the house if it is.''

After getting my answer. Mom went back to the living room. I followed him from behind Seen, Father and Mas Albi were ready with neat all white clothes and also prayer mats.

''Oh, not ready yet, Nduk?" ask Mas Albi, surprised because I still haven't dressed up.

"Hehehe...Lazy prayer, Mas."Answer me while grinning. Mas Albi bobbing head.

The joke that I always make if I am asked to pray or not when the month comes. Hearing that, everyone understood.

Without waiting for anything else, they set out to perform the Ied prayer. I drove him to the front of the house.

In front, there were also some other neighbors who started going to the mosque. I smile as they look and greet me, slightly lowering my back in their honor.

The mosque in the home complex is not far away. Just pass two houses and enter a small alley in this complex. So, it is not uncommon if many people pass in front of the house.

While waiting, I prepared a chicken opor and some meals that my mother had cooked. It has become a tradition also after performing the Ied Prayer we gathered to eat together. Before, after that, we sat down with the neighbors.

After all, it feels enough. I waited in the living room, by going through the social media on my phone.

Well, all the topics about the holidays. A lot of WhatsApp, and DMs come in containing holiday greetings. Pondo friends, and some of my old school friends. There are also some that I do not know, but still I reply with the same words as well.

Not infrequently from some friends santri putra. Not that I am arrogant, but I also don't want to give them any hope. Especially using feelings.

If they come as friends, maybe I can accept. Stare no, they carry a feeling with hope that I cannot reply later.

I can count my boyfriend, and that's almost all blood related to me, too. Alias is still a brother.

Many people say I'm too stiff . The opposite sex is afraid to approach. Feel sad first. But even so, still during holidays like this they contact me.

Suddenly my eyes focused on one of the DMs. The foreign name however, made me a little curious.

*Dharma

Assalamualaikum Princess Shame ,

Looks like you left your stuff on me.*

I scrunched my forehead. I looked closely at the Instagram profile.

''The Dharma?" I said not expecting.

Some feeds show her photos and some other content. Unknowingly I started to open one by one her posts.

In the photo, he captioned If I look great, it's not because of me. But because of my mother's prayer ''.

I didn't realize I was smiling with that word. I guess he could only joke.

I suddenly remembered the first time we met. To the day on which I return.

I was with some of my luggage, he suddenly came and asked me my name.

''Mbak Layla, or Ma'am Najwa?" suddenly asked at that moment. I who was suddenly asked like that was suddenly confused. I don't know him, nor do I know how to answer him. He mentioned my two names. Her eyes are not gone, from my face.

''Two, both, my name.'' Answer me

''Oh! Keep on, I call her what?'' ask again.

I looked strangely at him. The weird santri. Without answering I immediately died himself to the bus.

''Oh, even in staying? Not yet I've been in staying!'' He shouted by following me.

I no longer ignore it, because many other students, after all it looks blatant.

Only after the bus walked my friends, asked about Kang Dharma who suddenly confronted me earlier.

''Dharma, what was that, Ma'am? ask Ifah, he's a friend of the bench and also a city trip home yesterday.

''Kang Dharma?'' I do not understand, if the santri kang was Kang Dharma.

''Yes! Earlier Lo who blocked, Mbak pas want to enter the bus'' Ifah, answer my incomprehension.

''Ooh...His name is Dharma? That, tho man...." My word. Just remembered what was in Neng Nada's message when last. If later I will be entrusted to Kang Dharma when I return home.

''Well, cook Ma'am Najwa, don't know. He's still Ndalem's brother, Lo.." explains Ifah.

''Cooking?!!'' I'm surprised.

That I don't know either. Worth it, he is different from other students. Not ashamed either, when he came straight for me earlier. The man, also grusa-grusu.

''Yes, Ma! But, don't be loud, it'll be heard!'' Reply Ifah while whispering softly, but clearly there is concern.

''Yes ''Yes...Sorry.''

Only then did Ifah tell the story of the Dharma. His parents were cousins of Abah. Trenggalek house. He's been two years salaf. And helped teach second grade Tsanawiyah. As I heard from Neng Nada.

But Ifah added a little that he also liked a lot of fans. Khufadz was also interested in him.

''Wonge atrah comfortable, Ma'am (People do make Comfortable, Ma'am).''' said ifah immediately made me raise one eyebrow.

''Piye, that means comfortable?'' ask me with a laugh.

''Piye, Yo...No cuek, Grapyaki, sumeh pisan, dadine no mengkahani (How, huh? Not indifferent, sociable, cheap smile, so not shy).'' Bright Ifah.

''Ooh...Haha"

Our conversation stopped. Because suddenly he passed our bench. And without shame, ask me again. At that time, our bus was stopping at the rest area.

''Ma'am, wonten sing in need ne mboten?" ask Kang Dharma directly. Sontak made all the santri inside cheered.

I who was asked like that was silent, and looked away. Embarrassed....

''Boten, Kang." I answered but he can still be right.

''Well, princess is shy....'' Throw it out and then leave. Some santri when it began to arrive, after a break or a moment of unwind in the rest area.

Ifah immediately pinched my arm with a gamas after she left.

''Yes, no, Ma'am...What dream did you have last night, until you were treated to the Dharma?" his tattoos with anxiety.

I'm just messing around with whiny. If I answer that because he was sent by Neng Nada to guard me, it could be long later the story. And the result will only be on Mas Albi, Qoisku. Hah, there are enough people who know about Mas Albi. I won't add anyone else.