(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 2

After I think everything is in order . I just took a shower . Maybe I'm crazy, hoping when I take a shower later I slip and can make me buy time not to go to the cottage . It still feels like home , with dad , mom and Mas Albi . Ah , but my hope failed . I survived the shower and finished my bath very quickly because my mother had already banged on my bedroom door . Told me to go straight down .

Below all are waiting . Seeing me having trouble carrying a suitcase deftly Mas Albi approached me and immediately took over and lifted my suitcase .

“ Budal kaleh Mas Albi ae yes nduk . Your father is not healthy (Depart with Mas Albi only yes Nduk . Unhealthy father ) . “ Said Dad made me go straight to him . Sitting in front of him and stroking his feet .

He is my father . Mr. Abdurrahman, the people used to call him Mr. Rahman . As the name suggests he is so full of compassion and compassion.

He is the backbone of our family . It was he who was unceasingly struggling to make this little family happy .

“ Cappa ? Nopo Layla back tomorrow mawon well (What Layla back tomorrow only ) “ My word . I can't bear to see father, he's been complaining for a few days if his body hurts . He leaned against the living room chair, like enduring the pain . But, still smiling to shift to my worries.

“ Ndak not . You leave ae. “ Sahut mom . He was seen from the direction of the kitchen walking carrying supplies for us to bring . He handed the provisions to Mas Albi to be put in the car .

And that's my mother. Mother Fatmawati The most beloved woman in the world . Love, and care will never compare to anything . Although he was a little harsh, but never stopped to always give his best to his daughter's son.

My mother Fatmawati, her name reminds me of a heroine, the wife of our first president Soekarno. She was the front guard female fighter of her time . She was also the first woman to sew a red and white flag . Maybe that's why I named my mother Fatmawati . He wants his son to be like Fatmawati's mother, who is persistent and also ethical.

“ Yes already . But Dad was healthy . If there's anything call Layla . “ My word . This time is not my reason for stalling not to return to the cottage . But it's true because of the worry about Dad .

My father and mother, they got me as a child after 10 years of marriage . Not a short time, and even a long time. Other families already thought that they would not have children .But either , what kind of persistence they have until they keep trying to get a momongan .

Story of Eyang . My father and mother inherited the story of the prophet Zechariah, who was put to the test not to have a son immediately .

In those days all the things that could give hope to be able to get offspring had been done them

The programs that are followed are also diverse . Every time I hear a doctor 'Get up' about their pregnancy coming. Alternative medicine, and massage therapy was also done .

Despite that , many times they had to be dashed of hope . Until finally the miracle came . Mother was given the opportunity to conceive me, although after that she could not conceive anymore . And adopt Mas Albi.

“ Learn sing mempeng . Ojo dating .( Learn the right thing . Don't date ) “ Book Dad .

He has looked old but still hard in educating me .Mom sat in line with dad, she stroked my head . It was like giving me strength, spirit and blessing .

I kissed the backs of their hands alternately, hugging and kissing one by one the left right cheek, and also their forehead .

“ Layla pamphlets . Take care of your health with your mother, Assalamualaikum . “ My pump .

“ Waalaikumsalam . “ Answer him both.

Mas Albi took turns saying goodbye . He did the same thing I did. There is no obvious difference between me and Mas Albi . My parents, also love him . Just like their love for me .

“ Be careful Yo Le "mom's message before we both leave .

'' Nggeh buk . We leave . " Reply Mas Albi before our car actually leaves the home page .

The streets are often crowded . That's why I don't like daylight travel . Scorching sun, hot taste and also the density of vehicles, not to mention with smoke pollution scattered everywhere . I don't like crowds .

“ Father alike mother not to be thought of . Ono I sing nang Umah (There was me at home ) . “ said Mas Albi suddenly .

I turned to him , looking at him who was concentrating on driving but also still guessing the contents of my mind .

“ Sleep , when we stop later I will wake you up . “ Kata Mas Albi .

He always was so . Telling me to sleep or doing something that will make me forget about my problems .

“ Can't “ My word .

I'm not sleepy and even this hasn't been half of our trip . Just got out of Kediri , and it's still 4 hours away from us . I turned my face towards the car window . Seeing the traffic around us .

“ Sleep Nduk “ Said Mas Albi.

Without asking for permission, Mas Albi stroked my hijab-coated head slowly . Things he always does when I have trouble sleeping . The other hand still holds the steering wheel . I threw 'em away, diverted her hand from my head .

Maybe he's a regular, but I'm not . Ever since she started to keep her distance from me I felt something strange in me. I don't want him to be far away, but I don't want him to be too close either .

Mas Albi, he's already a grown man and I've just turned 17 . There's a feeling I can't express when he just touches me.

“ Yes weslah . Adek Mase Saiki " Mas Albin said

He glanced at me, smiling half chuckling . No offense to the hand I threw 'em, pissing me off . Maybe he thinks I don't want to be treated like I was a kid .

“ Learn . He said I was big “ my sewot.

Albi laughing . What's funny I don't know either, just now while arranging stuff he said I'm an adult . I've got to think things through myself . That's what I do now .

“ La is an adult . If you are a child, don't hug here . “ Goda Mas Albi .

I pout . She was always flirting, but when I really wanted her to hug me she didn't have the courage . I know, we're close . But we are also far away .

" I dare not ! '' Challenge me by sticking out my tongue . Make fun of him and test his persistence.

'' Haha .Nduk nduk you it kok gemesin to. " Take it off by ruffling my hijab hair.

I'm upset . I'm not upset because he ruffled my hijab . But I was upset because he was adamant about his stance.

I threw away my face . No longer want to look at him . I turned my gaze across the windshield of the car showing the road that remained equally dense .

'' Sleep Nduk . Capek mike (Later ) .'' He said again . This time it was my hand that he elus - soft elus. Makes me surprised. The usual thing if it was indeed what the sister did for her sister . But I feel different .

She didn't know , not only was my body shaking instantly . But also my heart. Ah ..

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