(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 50

"Mas Albi's been a long time, here?" ask Dharma.

"Must. It was here, because Layla must be here too." Answer me.

Layla came with a tray of shaved fruit ice bowls for Dharma. He allowed me to enjoy it.

"Thank you, Oh yeah... The others are outside, have they been made as well?'' ask Dharma. Maybe what he meant was his teammate.

"Some have already got a part. Others, still made." Layla replied, pointing behind the bamboo board. There maybe, be their kitchen.

"You're in, what race, Dharma?" ask me.

"I? I'm not coming, Mom. I just ran away from there. Raise the gallon." Dharma replied while sipping ice in front of him.

"Indeed, is there a gallon lift?" sahut Andre asked. He seemed to believe in the Dharma's original answer.

"Hehehe, try it later, I add it to the race list." Dharma Reply.

"Don't believe the same nonsense, just kidding." I said mediate.

"Oh." Andre nodded. Then continue to enjoy the shaved fruit ice. There's not five minutes yet, the ice in the bowl is half gone.

Layla asks permission to help her friends. He's not good to keep waiting for us. At which time, behind his friends were busy with many orders.

The ice made us feel so quiet about enjoying it. The mixture between many flavors, the more vibrating the tongue. If in the Kediri area, this ice is quite called rainbow ice.

There are four types of fruit in it, pineapple, papaya, watermelon, melon added gelatin box, kolang-kaling and also basil seeds. The smell of pandan leaves is also felt.

"Sir, who made this ice idea?" ask me. He had just come again, having finished helping his friends. Dare not sit down, because everything is full of men.

"Ais IDENya. He who is chatty wants to make ice, he said to be different from the others." Answer Layla.

I've heard the name Ais. If I remember, her real name is Aisyah, my dear friend Layla. Often he told me about his girlfriend, sometimes he also chimed that only Aisyah was his best friend at this time.

"Where, he?" ask Andre.

I rolled my eyeballs. Staring at Andre with curious eyes. Then his ears immediately buzzed immediately hearing the name of the woman he did not know. I can guarantee, the cultural soul is running rampant want to know what kind of girl Aisyah is.

"That, in the back. Want me to call you?" tawar Layla's.

"Hehehehe, no. It's there, ka_"

Before Andre flops again. I followed him directly. Staring threateningly, and hinting if there are others among us also__Dharma.

"I mean, there's already ice...The guy doesn't have to." Erat Andre.

Thankfully, Dharma was not aware of Andre's change in face and our conversation. He swallowed the ice. Perhaps, the heat in his body gradually cooled after enjoying the ice.

"Mas Albi, would you like to go?" ask Layla. He stared at my ice bowl already all barren.

I shook my head, "No, my stomach is still full." Answer me.

"Layla, I'll just. Make it again, yes but don't be sweet. You see, it's sweet when you look at you," Escape already flirting Andre for Layla.

Ukhuk Ukhuk Ukhuk

Suddenly, Dharma choked. I immediately helped her by massaging her nape.

"You, is it okay?" ask me.

He replied by shaking his palm. After bowing down, he started stroking his chest. The fruit in the ice is possible, escaped without chewing.

"White water, Kang." Layla is giving water. Dharma immediately accepted it and immediately gulped it down.

"Oh, yes...Who is it, huh?" ask Dharma to Andre. Dharma's eyes suddenly looked at Andre clingy, not even friendly.

"Yes, we're brothers." Added Andre. He showed off his white teeth while pulling his lips. Smirks.

"Oh, yes. You see, it's not allowed here in the peek by people who are not mahramnya." Dharma. He confirmed that, by not letting go of his gaze to Andre.

Suddenly, the mood became gloomy. Layla to bite her lower lip, for fear of being discovered.

Fortunately after that, a Dharma friend called him. Maybe the next game will start.

"I am, say yes! Perhaps, if it will not go home directly, we can meet again.'' Pamit Dharma, she's greeting me. Then, shake hands with Andre too. He also throws a smile to Layla, then is answered knotted by her.

"Well, if you talk on the brakes, tho (If you say, on the brakes)!" I cried while patting Andre on the thigh after Dharma did not leave.

"Sorry, leach." Andre Sulu.

"Hubliness!'' I'm upset.

Fortunately, Dharma did not ask any more questions. If it can't be found out, if we're lying to him right now.

"Already, no papa. Kang Dharma is also fine." Lerai Layla's.

Andre smiles winning, because he got a defense from Layla. Just drop, we need to be vigilant. This place became a sacred prison, which gave rules for its residents to be kept holy. Whether it is heart or personal.

Feeling guilty for lying to the Dharma, but no longer knowing how to say. If only Andre had told me right away that Andre was my friend, and claimed to love Layla. The story is, it will not be this easy.

The clock shows twenty-thirty. I took Layla with me to congregate. Later I will also take you around to all the bazaar tents. See the match, and also set aside time together that will be lost.

Layla invited her friend__Aisyah called Ais to be with us. It would be unpleasant to look at, if only he walked between two men, whom everyone did not know.

Just now, when our feet stepped behind Salwa, there were many pairs of eyes that looked astonished and curious. Whispers by whispers began to sound faint. However, I was indifferent to listening.

After the dhuhur prayer, the sky spilled black clouds. Makes the mood start to grip. Some tents begin to settle, warning if it rains later.

"I'm back in the tent, Mom. Poor fellows, it must be at the finish of the tent." Layla said, she still clasped her face in her chest. His face looked back and forth at me and stared at the black clouds.

"Yes, not papa. I'm helping you, okay?''

"No need. Later even ngerepotin. Friends would be sad too, if Mas Albi was there." Reject Layla.

"Well, we'll finish the tent. You and your friends, just look. Same thing to put mana!"

"No need, Mas. Really, bye." Layla puts out her stubbornness. But, it's not me if it can't beat that stubbornness.

"Come on!" Take me.

Without saying much, I went straight back to Layla's bazaar tent again. Help his friends clean up some of the equipment there. Chopping the tent decoration that is vulnerable to rain.

Andre was busy helping out. As I climbed up, to remove the tent decoration on the chair. I could see that on the field, which was not far in front of us, there was still a futsal race. The field was still full of people who were busy looking and cheering. They do not care about the arrival, the cue of black clouds that will rain.

Just as many. Because at that time the match was very exciting. I stopped prying the nail, and looked towards the field. That's when, I know. If there is Dharma as one of the players. He was dribbling with his agility, protecting the ball with his feet, while looking for an opening to kick into the opponent's goal.

"Mas, how long, tho?" Layla pulled my shirt, raising her head.

"Yes, it's this!" Answer me while prying the nail that buried the end of the wall decoration. After I left, I went back down.

Agoolllll!!!!

The sound of screaming from the field sounded loud. Mixed with lots of screaming. Someone covered the road in front of the tent, smiling triumphantly. They reported that the Dharma had succeeded in bringing victory to their cottage.

"Great, Dharma." I said, smiling at Layla.

Layla smiled, then nodded.