(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 61

#Layla Najwa Fathurrohman

Our morning is busy with decorating the bazar stand. Not being generous, just perfecting. Because yesterday we spent all day installing other decorations.

There was noise everywhere, let alone our stand being quite close to the main square of Porseni. Then people started to arrive. From other pesantren, even a school that is one reason to enliven.

Our stand Alhamdulillah, already early base. Because lunch orders for the futsal team must also be prepared, not to mention some buyers who are immediately interested in the menu we provide.

Ice shaved fruit, successfully make us quail. In demand, infinity until we have to buy materials for stock again.

Our fruits peel themselves, cut and then arrange on each container.

At a time like this I suddenly felt a chill that I had not felt. The scorching sun did not decrease, it was just like something was blocking it.

Suddenly I raised my head, looking at what was my current protector. My eyes widened when there was a figure sitting with a book in his hand. He's been with his sports shirt, but still relaxed up there.

"The Dharma?!" Spontaneously I called him.

"Layla, what's wrong? Did I bother you when I was here?"

"No. Thank you, I'm not too hot" I replied, shaking my head.

"Well, so dong's umbrella?"

"Hehehe..."

I just returned with a light smile. Remember that many jobs cannot be left behind.

Why is he up there. Read a book, or something else he does. So remember what Aisyah and friends said last night. He's too mysterious to be willing to help us. Perhaps, it was true that there was someone who made him want to do all this.

That must be one of us. Who it is, I don't know either. Kang Dharma behaves the same, nothing seems to be treated special.

Some days we start close, not close as someone who has a relationship. But like a friend. I am getting used to his presence. Maybe because he helped a lot. Even if the help is due to demand. First from Ning Nada, and lastly because of Mas Albi.

After that I no longer care, because the more afternoon the buyer is getting fierce. Unfortunately they do not want to sit in the tent, instead message and want us to take them to where they are hanging out. It was like a cafe.

"Futsal children have asked to be made, nih. Some make it for them." Aisyah who has been in the fog since arranged for us. It was only natural that he was in ultimate control at the moment.

"Girl!"

Deg.

My reflexes turned towards the voice. My body and eyes were glued.

"Mas Albi!"

Sangking pleased him with the presence of the figure in front of me. I called out loud.

As soon as I approached, I extended my hand and kissed the palm of his back. The thing I always miss.

"Assalamualaikum, Layla," suddenly from behind the tent poked a male figure again. She smiled charming.

"Mas Andre is coming too!" Surprised, not expecting.

"Oh... Ja. Come on, please sit down. Sorry, the place is like this. Very riweh!" I said by cleaning the carpet that is provided for visitors.

Mas Albi and Mas Andre were sitting there. I still can't believe their sudden arrival. Without giving any news, what a pleasant surprise.

"Awhile, my. I made ice first."

I was in a hurry to get back. Seeing the temple mas Albi which is full of sweat so do not have the heart. He must be hot out there.

"No, my mom. Just a moment, just take it, all right. It's ready!"

Remember that we were making supplies for futsal kids. Without waiting I went to the back of the tent. Take two servings of shaved fruit ice. I asked the others for permission to take it first.

"Your mother, Najwa?" ask my friends to be curious.

With a proud smile I nodded, "Yes, I took it first huh... Make it again for the futsal kid."

Before I asked again, I went back into the tent. Presenting the shaved fruit ice to two of my guests.

"Thank God, Cal_"

Mas Andre, wanted to say but suddenly prevented by Mas Albi. I don't know what he wants to say.

At the time they will enjoy the ice. Suddenly there was another sound from outside. Lightly and loudly.

"Layla, is my ice ready?!"

Kang Dharma, he entered as in his own room. Mana with nonsense, complete with sweat all over his body, made some of the shirts he used wet by his sweat.

"Dharma?!"

Mas Albi was surprised to see the presence of Kang Dharma.

"Mas Albi, what's here?" Kang Dharma was no less surprised.

"This is the ice for the Dharma, Mas. I made it again, yeah... Patience," Before any misunderstanding I straightened up.

"It's okay, just make Mas Albi. I'll be okay." Kang Dharma Sahut.

So not good. I too rose from my place.

"Kang Dharma, let me make it a minute," I said.

Without waiting I went straight to the back.

There I took another serving of ice. It turns out that kang Dharma friends have also enjoyed the ice. Just don't come to the tent. Ask in between to one of the classes their headquarters created. Then why did Kang Dharma himself come here. So I met Mas Albi, right? There's Andre again.

I heard it from behind if they were talking. I don't know what the topic is, it's less clear I heard it.

After I finished making them, I immediately brought the ice inside. Please enjoy the Kang Dharma.

While enjoying a drink, they went back to chatting. I sat on a chair, like a mother watching children gather for a chat.

It is strange that this scene, I never thought that currently Mas Albi is familiar with one of the sons of the boarding school. It looks even more familiar than expected.

Kang Dharma, he's hosting Albi like his own guest. Elsewhere there must be friends waiting to join. The pause to return to the match is only a few minutes. But, he instead chose to sit down to talk with Mas Albi.

I don't know if Mas Albi's presence will cause a stir or not, because he's not alone. There is Mas Andre who is nobody we also come. Several times Kang Dharma asked who Mas Andre was, and firmly Mas Albi replied that he was also our brother.

Funny when they argue. Mas Albi with his anger, because Mas Andre was missed by slips. While Kang Dharma is so firm, until when he received an answer if he is one of our brothers still looks wary.

Albi said it just in case. So that I don't get into trouble after the visit with Andre. Because here, even though it is Free activities still should not accept any guest. Especially those who disguise friends but dating.

A few minutes after the ice. Kang Dharma had already gotten a call from his friend outside if the match was about to start again. Inevitably he had to leave, even though it was obvious that he was still curious about the dubious answer.

Besides, if he knew who Mas Andre was, would he report me to the security department? That so?