(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 60

# Layla Najwa Fathurrohman

"You still think that? Whynot? Yes, yes, yes. Yes, if there is. If the real Dharma is going to help us, how? Mending my advice, don't guess."

"Ck. You mah, not cool. Gossiped, slab it."

"Yeah, Sarip's kang also said right. They want to help us do not mean anything. Yes already, why also find something that end-to-end just mind. Where there is no benefit."

"Damn... By the way..."

"What's? Is something wrong?"

"Not really, just yeah... His name is also curious how else. But shadowin, if there really means the girl is lucky huh... Being loved secretly."

"Dream in the shadows? Ah, eat! It's cold again, ni...,"

"You mah, iih... If you don't want to talk about it. But with Napa, I want to imagine."

"Yes... Da... Whatever."

I started to enjoy the food in front of me. Aisyah continued to imagine the things she forced there to be.

Kang Dharma suddenly came as a supervisor. Even though from years ago, he never contributed to formal school matters. Except when he was a student.

The appearance of him in our midst is enough to trigger the attention of other classes. Not stopping being a supervisor, he suddenly offered to help prepare our bazaar stand, even though it was through the Sarip kang but still, everyone also knew if the Sarip kang was his accomplice.

But until now, no one knew what was causing him to do it all.

"Love is crazy, yes... All can be cut. Even though it should put his pride."

I did not hear the spontaneous expression of Aisyah.

"Kok laugh?"

"Haha, it's funny. Strange as well, you are not Kang Dharma's person but his person to his side."

"Yes, Najwa! Who does not know Arya Dharma! He was still the brother of Ning Nada. An Arya Dharma, be our helper."

I was getting worse, as Aisyah dropped her tone when referring to kang Dharma as our maid.

"Factor luck times yes.... So yes, we enjoy it. Even if there is something he is after, may the girl be sensitive and appreciate the sacrifice."

"Yape... And we should be grateful to that girl. Thanks to him, half of our trades are sold out!"

"Eh, how can you?"

"Yes tomorrow we are preparing food for futsal children. Kang Dharma's special message to his friends tomorrow."

"Oohs...I just found out, so I wonder who he's after."

"Well, right! Where is the law behind fried food. Losing there must have been eaten."

"Haha... What's that, fairy language from where?"

"From Ayesha!"

Because of the chatter of noodles that should run out with the time of five seconds to half an hour is still left. Initially the medidium becomes inflate again.

About the love that Dharma is currently fighting. Envy too, at least he can fight to get his love. But what about me? I've been fighting, I know it's the end. It won't be together. Feels futile. But still, I do not want to lose the love that is currently whack.

Qois, maybe this is what Layla feels. Women can wait as long as it is, but men can make sure that the wait is not in vain.

So miss Mas Albi, what is he doing... Maybe he's not thinking about me, too? Uh! Mas Albi, he is a real form that feels a mirage.

"Exit, Lo... You're suddenly daydreaming what?"

"It's okay. Suddenly I miss home. Long time no see my mas,"

"Oh... Kangen Mas Albi? Tomorrow, if you come here, you'll be the one I know."

"You are the same as the others."

Aisyah grimaced while laughing crisply.

"Anyways, I can sign up to be your sister-in-law."

"Dwelling... Oh wow!"

"Lohs... Poh... Less what am I! Many say, I am beautiful and sweet Lo... The class champion continues. You must have clipped me too. So later, if you are a family, you do not have to adapt anymore. It's fitting! Clop!"

"Roof... Speaking already. Kok. Come, sleep. Tomorrow's our job."

I don't know why I'm still not used to talking about mas albi with anyone. Even though she is Ayesha, my own best friend. Fear always suddenly ambushed, fear suddenly lost Mas Albi. This possessiveness of mine, which sometimes always prevents anyone close to Mas Albi from retreating.

Even college friends Mas Albi who tried to pedekate through me immediately turned back, because I did not heed their wishes at all.

"That you are, so possessive of you. Usually, a younger sister will be observant to choose a partner for her older brother. Even he was looking for a match for his brother who was one of the same frequency as him."

"I'm different. I'm not like that. Besides, Albi still hasn't thought of marriage."

"Well... You are a insensitive time. Where is there a man who does not want to marry? Moreover, the age of Albi is appropriate to get married. Sometimes we think of marriage."

"Ck. No! I don't want to get married yet! The proof was yesterday in the Salwa bargain, my plates only. Not thinking at all."

I strongly refute.

"Eh! Really? So there's a chance, me."

"Udaub... Find the other one. Don't you! Or you're the same as Sarip. It fits, you guys. Clop!''

"Kok ya connect it to the Sarip kang. Very far."

"You just connect. You guys talk together a lot."

"Boro-boro chat, fight yes!"

"Byeah, that... Sometimes like the passing of fights first, later long opium."

"Okay ah! Nauzubillah..." Aisyah to shudder.

"Don't do it, a reticent quality."

"Ih.. what the fuck! Ogah yes ogah. My time was so pretty perfect with Kang Sarip. Enjoying him!''

"Sst... So much hurry you. Relax, if you don't like it. Don't be so hard."

"Tuh, right... Wrong again."

I whinesan. Eliminate his thoughts about Mas Albi.

I'm sorry Aisyah, you are indeed my good friend. But, I'm not ready to give Mas Albi, if you know how I feel. Good time you won't offer yourself like that.

Sometimes I want to be someone else like you, who can hope for Mas Albi. Who has the chance to get his heart. I also have no power to change my destiny. If I were his step-sister.

Maybe this is the best. If I were a nobody Mas Albi, maybe I wouldn't have gotten his heart either. At least when I became his sister, I had already gotten half his attention, his heart and his priorities.

Now my task is to learn, to understand again that God always gives kindness to his people beyond what they want and plan.

I'm the one who releases his hand. Share her sweet smile for the others. Make time for what will be his responsibility. Until then, I pray that I will be given a space that will make me no longer expect it. May that time come, there is someone who can calm the soul.