(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 22

We left early in the morning. The sun has not yet revealed its light. The cold still envelops our every pore.

I just still want to sleep. I lazily chose to sit in the back seat, in order to be able to corner my body, and not have to share the place with others.

''Albi mawon well bring the car." Tawar Mas Albi's. He asked for the car keys from my father's hand.

''Still in the morning, no papa father who drove. You sit in the back. Later if tired, replace." Said Dad, refusing.

Albi did not argue. He finally sat in the middle seat. Finished sitting down he pelted me with the usual box pillow available in the car. It's early in the morning, but he already wants to punish me.

I did not respond, instead I made the throw pillow as a bolster. I held her tight, and drowned her in my arms.

''Heh, wake...Even sleeping!" Mas Albi is still trying to wake me up.

I did not respond to it, remained in my position and started to close my eyes.

I feel the car speeding. There was a morning wind that shook the trees. It feels like my body is on a swing. Makes my sleepiness deeper.

I wanted to fall asleep, but I still couldn't. I just closed my eyes, and changed my sleeping position many times. My body started to ache because of the uncomfortable sleeping location. It may also be because my drowsiness is gone.

My eyes suddenly looked at the figure sitting in front of me. From his gesture can be ascertained, if he is sitting cross-legged. His face was facing the windshield, looking at the crisscrossing vehicle beside us. The morning breeze sneaking in between the windows of the car playing her hair child made her disheveled. It made him even more fascinated.

Maybe he realized he was watching. Because, after that he immediately looked back. In a moment I closed my eyes again. For some reason, ashamed of himself when he found out that I had woken up from my tad, and was quietly watching him.

'' Yes Alloh nduk! Mbok yo wake up...It's almost to Lo (Ya Alloh nduk...Getup!! It's almost there Lo)." Mas Albi said after seeing me, still asleep and covering my face. In my pillow, I want to laugh. But, I tried to hold on with all my might.

Knowing I didn't respond. Mas Albi looked back in front, he no longer paid attention to me. I opened my blanket and breathed a sigh of relief. Holding back my own laughter.

Like crazy, right?

Just to secretly see it my sanity is at stake. Huh! if people saw me now they would ask what happened to me, suddenly laughing for no reason. And shut up again, without answering.

''Layla isn't awake yet, Bi?"

This time, Mother who was in the front seat side by side with the father who asked that. I pretended to be a little conscious, and yawned wide.

''Oh, this is Mom. He's up!"

Mas Albi looked back at me with a frown on his forehead. The face of his dislike for my behavior that felt annoying. Casually, and without sin I throw a smile .

''Good morning...My dear one!!" I said, and began to position my body by sitting down but still holding my sleeping pillow.

I made myself really look like I just woke up from sleep. My eyes were still staring at Mas Albi, and then at the mother who was then turning towards us.

''How about a cloud tho, Nduk?Your soul mate's lek in pathok wong lio piye? (Why do you wake up in the afternoon to nduk? What if your soul mate is taken by someone)?"

''Wonten Mas Albi. Hehehe(There is still Mas Albi).....''

Hearing my answer, everyone nodded. Answers may be considered original, but that's the truth. I felt like I no longer needed anyone anymore, when there was Mas Albi beside me.

The car has crossed the Tulungagung - Trenggalek border. Seen from the path that began to rise and fall. To get to the village of Krian, we will pass through many hills, and also steep ravines. If not the natives here, they wouldn't have dared to go through those streets. Taruhanya lives.

To the right was a mountain range, towering high. And on the left, there was a very steep ravine. The road can only be passed by two cars, and it is also intersected. If ngeyel, overtaking the car in front of him, no one could guarantee to his safety.

It looks beautiful when viewed. Along the way there are many pepohan and also low land it looks neat.

When entering the area the air begins to cool, and also the sound of wind friction on large trees along the way children make road users feel the air of the mountains.

He was worried himself seeing the father driving. It must be because I haven't driven in a long time.

"I can still le, just relax." Answer father

My chest trembled as I passed a few sharp turns. My stomach started, up and down as it passed the high and then low road.

"Mas, really don't papa if you're driving?"

I started to doubt. Father did not reduce his speed when passing through the streets.

"Dalane, in reminiscence, Nduk. Dalan iki dadi dalan nang gone umah e your mother. Wes apal nang out of head. Ra is worried.(This road becomes a memory lane, Nduk. This road becomes the way to your mother's house. Don't worry)" said father.

"Ojo negeremeh ne your father. Biyen, mommy nangis krono kangen bengi-bengi your dad wani lo passing by kenne. Motoran tok. (Don't underestimate your father. Mom used to cry because she missed. The nights your father dared Lo through here)"

I smiled wryly, exchanged glances with Mas Albi.

Than to tell me about my love. The story of father and mother can be worth a lesson. Grandma used to often tell how the father fought for his mother, waiting for him to graduate college and also had a dispute with Kakung's eyes. Because initially, they did not approve of their relationship.

''Did you bring the frescare?" ask Mas Albi. He grimaced like he was holding something inside his body.

''Why, Mas?" ask me while taking the frescare inside the backpack, and then I leave it to her.

''I think I want mabo. '' Reply.

He applied the frescare on the side of his forehead, neck and also his stomach. Without orders, my hands directly massaged his head.

Like a fast fire. I felt what Mas Albi was feeling. Want it to quickly expel the feeling of dizziness in his head.

I had to stand up and bend down a little to be able to freely massage him. While Mas Albi he was quiet and enjoying my massage, leaning his head and closing his eyes by enduring the pain.

''You eat first Bi. I brought a little food for breakfast," said Mother, I'm worried.

''What breakfast, Mas, I'll get it?''

''Yes, Nduk."

After hearing that answer. I stopped massaging Mas Albi's head. And start looking for the lunchbox in the back of the trunk. Fortunately, it's not too difficult to reach.

After getting it, I stepped over the chair to be able to sit next to Mas Albi.

''Yes, Allah, Nduk. Your behavior....'' Comments on Albi.

I don't mind that. I am more worried about his situation. I opened the rice box immediately. Take the rice, along with the side dishes.

Mas Albi will take the meal that is already on the plate. But I immediately pulled again, until I finished tidying the lunch box. And put it under the back seat.

''Be quiet! I'm a readyin.'' I said, start scooping the food.

Albi threw away his face. But then surrender, and want me a bribe.

''Kayak kah cilik ae nduk, sampean trays. I jik saget maem dewe kok (Kayak little boy only. I can still eat by myself, kok). '' Denying Mas Albi.

I didn't answer, just stared at him. Signs I don't mind, and don't accept objections.