(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 41

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. That guy, is that your friend?" ask a waiter to me while handing over the payment note to me.

"Male?" I still don't understand. Since then, there are many sons who are here. But, who does he mean.

"She ordered coffee, and a while ago also sat behind you." Clearly this service.

"Who, Najwa?" ask my friend. I just understood, if what he meant was kang Dharma.

"Oh, what's wrong?" ask me.

"He hasn't paid for his coffee." Answer the service.

"Oohs...Yes, ma'am, let me pay." My word.

Is this the reward I have to pay after he's willing to lend me his phone. I never thought he was such a man. Ask for rewards on simple things. Then how, his attitude at the beach at that time. Will he ask for her instead?

I did not let my fellow man know about the Dharma kang that had invited me to speak. It can be confusing, and another story.

Just now, when Kang Dharma asked for ha-pe, she couldn't stop looking at him. His mouth was open as if in front of him was a miracle.

The journey continued after we all prayed magrib. If it waits for Isya' it will take much longer. That's why, the santri are being asked for your Jama' Qosor.

The new group arrived at the cottage at 21:24. Once with the deadline for the arrival of Santri. All santri directly requested sowan to ndalem.

At this time, we do not need long to just wait and ask for prayer. After that, you can go straight to the cottage.

I no longer see the Dharma. I don't know, where's that go? Maybe he did it intentionally. Just like earlier, when he suddenly came to the same dining hall and immediately wanted to sit near where I was. For that reason, I want to see the scenery outside. I managed to get my friend to move, choosing a chair close to the window.

Unexpectedly, after that he also rose from his place. I guess, he'll be looking to sit on one of the benches near me again. But no, suddenly he was nowhere to be seen. I searched all over the food stall. But, I didn't find it. Thank goodness, that way I don't have to find a reason to invite my friend to move places again.

The atmosphere of the cottage I felt again. Warm and tasteless. It was so warm to see my friends again. Tasteless when I suddenly miss my home.

"Najwa!" Aisyah shouted from the front of her room. I was just about to get into my room. But I undo it. Because Aisyah came straight to me.

"Assalamualaikum, Ice. How are you?" I asked, shaking her hand and hugging her. Giving kisses right and left on her chubby cheeks.

"Vaaikumsalam. You're mean! None of my messages you're replying to." Aspersion.

I scratched my temple, but it didn't itch. Ais already turned her lips and put on an annoyed face.

"Sorry, I rarely open ha-pe." Answer me.

"At least tell me, cake. You know, I don't want to text you." His grunt.

"Sorry_Sorry. Now, I no longer need to reply to my message. You can just ask, and I can answer your questions right away." My word.

Actually the real reason is that I don't know if Aisyah is sending a chat to me. If I had known, I would have replied directly. Many new numbers suddenly appeared. I don't know who the only one is. Maybe one of them is Aisha. He often changes his ha-pe number. It is never consistent with a single number. Almost every holiday he would prank me first, before he confessed who he was.

"Huh, by the way doang! But, how's it going between your Mas and Salwa? Are they already wa nan?" ask Ais. His soul immediately skyrocketed instantly, after I said he could directly ask and I could answer him directly.

"No news whatsoever. They're not wa nan." Answer me.

His eyes glared in disbelief, then squinted an intense stare. As if I were a prisoner, who could have fought.

"Udah, yes! I'm going to go in the room first. Tomorrow's the interrogation." My partition, before asking any other questions.

Finished with Aisyah I went straight to the room. Greeting friends who have just arrived.

"Sir, yesterday to Trenggalek huh?" Rayya santri, whose home is Trenggalek, immediately crammed me, questions.

"Yes. Kan, I used to go there every day." Answer me.

"Yes. But, never want to stop by my house!" The process. Again I was in jamu with a sour face.

"Your house, Durenan, is my grandfather Watulimo. Far." Reply me.

"Yes, but you can still stop by." Rayya again.

"Yes...Da...Da...Change it, if it's vacation again. Insya Alloh." Reply me.

Rayya asked me to promise. He often asked me to stop by if I went to Trenggalek. But I often ignore. I thought I would change, if there was really free time.

"Mr Tika hasn't come yet? Tumben?" ask me. It was only realized that the queen of this room had still not come. Usually, he has become a rice cone surrounded by his friends.

"Yet, Ma'am. It might still be sowan." Answer Afi. He's one of Tika's loyal followers. He can also be considered santriya, because it would be ordered by him.

I ber'Oh'' riya after hearing the reply from Afi. No longer do I ask and immediately clean up my stuff. Put some in the closet, and put others where they should be.

When it's all done. My backpack is still intact with all its contents. I started to open it, and looked at the stuff that was supposed to come out.

I pull a notebook in my backpack. I picked it up, then I put it on the shelf of the book section in the closet.

Remembering when Mas Albi apologized when I was leaving earlier I was already sitting on the bus, he was still accompanying me, checking all my belongings and including my belongings.

"I'm sorry, Nduk if I'm rude. Not to scold you. But I'm just worried." He said at the moment.

"Yes, Mas. I understand, but I don't like that guy." Reply me.

I don't know why I feel uncomfortable with the presence of Dharma. He was like a shadow that always followed me. All this time it was only Mas Albi who treated me special. But, this time Kang Dharma seemed to want to seize his position.

I don't want to, there's nothing else but Mas Albi. I also do not want, there is another figure who shifts his throne in the heart.

Kang Dharma's figure was indeed quite attention-grabbing. I admit, he's handsome and charming. But, my heart does not want to be stopped except by my own permission.

"Don't be like that. I'm afraid even, if your words turn around someday." Mas Albi. What did he mean?

"You mean, I'll like Kang Dharma?" I asked him to digest Mas Albi's words.

With a smile she nodded her head. I immediately threw my face away, looking out the window. There I saw the Dharma leading the prayer. At times like that, he looks authoritative. But, not knowing why, he repeated the same prayer a second time.

"Why? It could be, right? She's perfect." Answer the Albi.

I looked into his eyes. Is she okay? Why was he suddenly talking about someone else. More about feelings.

Diving into his eyes made me just a little too drunk. Those eyes, washed away ransacked the order I had conditioned.

"According to Mas, would I like someone like him?" ask me back. Didn't he always say that he knows me better than I know myself. And now, I want to hear his thoughts.