(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 68

#Aryan Dharma

Before the rain really subsided, a friend came to bring two umbrellas. It was given to me, because it was a messenger from Ning Nada.

Without refusing to accept the umbrella, I used it. It's okay to leave Layla right now, but now she's with her sister.

I also have to plan a banquet for them. Although yes, I've asked Ning Nada to do it.

Later I will also persuade them to want in herbal medicine in Eastern Dhalem.

Sarip stays with me. We went home to the cottage, cleaned the body that had been passed musty. It did not last long, because the bathroom of the manager at that time was fairly quiet, but usually had to queue.

I feel if Alloh is meridhoi. Because whatever I do seems to be given smooth.

Arriving in the room, I choose clothes for me to wear later. And only this time I had trouble choosing clothes that were suitable for me to use.

Clothes that usually look good why suddenly feel all worn? Huh! The impact of falling in love is different, everyone wants to be perfect.

Without thinking any longer, I chose to wear a white shirt with an Arabic design on the chest. Then I put it together with a jeans jacket and a gray-and-white puppet glove.

Says who, santri can't be fashionable. Despite the scabbard, we can still be cool. I comb my hair, I brush my hair oil. I also sprayed perfume all over my body. I apply moisturizing skin on the hands and neck.

"Duh... Gus, anyway. Already handsome genengan (Duh.duh...Gus, stop. It's handsome, you)," said Sarip

"Just this time, Rip I don't feel good about blazes,"

"Haha... Cocks, Kok Gus. Estu! (Ganteng,kok Gus. Really!)"

"Ck. Layla doesn't really care about me at all. If it's like other women it must have been smitten with me,"

"Now Layla is smitten, but won't notice,"

"No! Layla's not smitten, not yet," my dear.

I know very well he has no taste for me yet. He still thinks of me as a stranger who suddenly comes into his life.

It all takes process, I know it. But can I make sure that the process will produce satisfactory results? I don't know, being pessimistic when you see him with someone else.

My heart is like a rollercoaster, just now my mood is up, now it's down drastically. Maybe this is like a woman who wants Pms, well even if I don't know it, like that or not?

"With if you want to fight, you have to focus, not half. Obstacles are many," Sarip said.

He was ready, dressed in a potluck suit and ordinary. I usually do, but I don't know why now? Kasmaran is different times, huh? His aura wants to be perfect.

"Yes, Rip. This is just Layla, if she graduates from Layla, change to her parents and her brother. Only then to Umi, after that to Abah. Huh! Very long, yes if as smooth as imagined if suddenly there are other obstacles?"

"Layla's not necessarily going away, Gus"

I glanced sharply. Sarip instead of encouraging it makes me pessimistic.

"She really likes Gus a lot. His son was calm, but looked firm. Courteous, fine, not cheesy. Smart too. Many are interested, but yes it is because Layla never showed any response to all their son santri already down. It's just that Layla's haluin, uh... Turns out, a genie is also one of them,"

"Well! I'm not shy, yeah!" I cried not to accept.

I did hear the rumour as Sarip said. There was even one, Gus was also like me who liked Layla. His name is Gus Farhan but until now it was just a rumor. He never had an act like I did. I love to see Layla from a distance. Still, it's a threat too. It could be, he looked while cheering Layla on. Then through the sholawat, he can immediately get Layla for free. Without as much effort as I was doing.

"Quiet, Gus. If Layla is your soul mate, she will definitely not be owned by anyone," Sarip said, patting me on the shoulder.

"I understand that, Rip. Even now I'm aggressively asking Alloh to make him my soul mate, if not granted yes at least my soul mate in place of Layla no papa. If you can't, yes I try to negotiate with Alloh, let Layla's soul mate in exchange for me! If it's still hard, huh!" I sighed, my mind was stuck.

"If it's still hard, yeah... At a minimum, I asked Allh to make nitipin Riziki Layla to me. Nitipin bliss, likes his pain and life until the end of his life to me. I'm sincere, take care of it all!" my continue.

"Well! Gus...Gus... That's the same name. Forcing, subtly," Sarip's comment recognized his heavy breathing.

"I'm not trying, I'm trying!"

"Yes, yeah, wes whatever. Genengan happy tree,(Yes... It's up to you. Most importantly you're happy),"

"It says, really!"

"Yes, Gus.... Percados kulo! (Yes, Gus... I believe it),"

I don't mean it, do I? Just ask for it!

"Prophey, Nggeh Gus. Jenengan is still young, smart, successor to the Abah-Umi struggle. His heart is more guarded, nggeh!" Sarip

"What do you mean say, then?"

"Hehehe, mboten nopo-nopo, (It's okay),"

"Don't call Layla with Layla! You call Najwa aja, Layla special me!"

"Well, I better call Layla. If there are others, they will not be found out. Cook, want to be caught if you chase girls again. Arya Dharma is chasing, since when?!''

"Was... I want people to know if it doesn't affect me as much. Even good, if everyone knows, let them know that Layla has Arya Dharma,"

"Due.duh... Misdonorrect me. The tone is reduced again, right?'' sarip said somewhat softly

"What did you say just now?!" Snatch me

"No, Gus. Pun come! Teng ngajeng, (Already, Come on! In the future,)" take Sarip

"Well?''

"Yes waiting for Layla, later if not in the waiting is suddenly gone, how? And the plan to entertain is not so, pity the food," answered Sarip.

"Lah, yes. Yes, come on!"

Ck! Arya Dharma since when did you become like a slave. Just because of Layla you can change like this! If Layla could know how I fought.

I saw the watch that was wrapped around my hand. I want magrib. The rain outside is starting to stop.

I see it in front still crowded with people passing by. There are events like this that make all students feel free without burden. Because all activities are temporarily released.

"We're waiting at the Post? There you can see who passes by later" Sarip said

"Are you sure Layla hasn't been in the princess' cabin yet?"

"Now, Gus. But the rain had just subsided, the santri who went to school must have gone straight home. You see, through magrib they will be subjected to impeachment (punishment),"

I'm mangosteen. Indeed, it looks like a lot of santri - santriwati who come from school. Some of their clothes were covered in rain. Because the rain is not completely bright.

Layla, she must be raining too. But right now I have no power to help her, let alone hug her cold body.