(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 72

#Albifardzan

We entered the house they called Eastern Dhalem. A large house surrounded by green trees.

Coming directly to be welcomed by a santri makes me condol. More recently this time we are in herbal medicine independently. Almost three years Layla mondok, this time Nada held a banquet like this.

Goody. I could have more time with Layla. I can also tell her at night. Calling father and mother again, so that his misses are more avenged. If I knew I would be in herbal medicine, I would have chosen to go with Mom and Dad. But it will be even more sad. We are not from the Priyayi family.

Dharma said that the reason we were in the jamu was because Andre and I were friends of Nada. Perhaps, Andre is a little reason we are in herbal medicine like this. But it's still like there's something odd about this banquet.

Even more awkward because there was Salwa who came with us. Referee because since we first met. He just kept putting on a shy face. It makes me feel less free to act. Because I know very well how he feels about me.

Be honest. I haven't thought about anything even though we had time to communicate via WhatsApp. Never wanted to know more about her.

As a sane man. Salwa is perfect. Andre was immediately fascinated from the beginning to see his picture. She was also a daughter of a king from a pesantren kingdom like Nada. Surely everything is guaranteed, about the nasab, his knowledge and his Akhlak. But for some reason, my heart still hasn't trembled like a man in love.

Even now I think of Layla who wants to eat 'Papaya sweet'.

Just arrived, Layla and her friend were taken by Salwa to a room on the second floor. Maybe Salwa realized that Layla had not changed clothes at all. Especially if you wear it partially wet.

"It's yours, NAD?'' ask Andre

His eyes were already guerrilla looking at the entire room.

"Yes. It belongs to the family" replied Nadia.

He served a warm drink brought by a santri Qodamnya. It allowed us to drink it immediately.

The cold weather is right in accompanied by a cup of tea that is still steaming the heat. It will keep our body warm.

A Qodam said the food was ready. It's in the dining room.

"Eat later or now?" ask Nada.

"Later. Magrib is soon. After the magrib. Let's enjoy it more,"

"Ok, man."

"Usually you're also your Albi's herbal medicine, NAD?" ask Andre

"No! Just coincidentally today. After all, usually Albi here yes to look at his sister only. Never, ever want to see me" replied Nada.

"Well, I'm sad. You're here, Ning. Princess royal. Who am I, Lo" I argue

"Well what are you," replied Tone.

"Usually even though it is also bland, if in my house," added Andre. He didn't even defend me.

Salwa came down from the second floor. He did not return to the living room we were in. But towards another room that I don't know what. Because I don't know what room is behind that wall.

"Cie... The one who stole a look!" Nada Seru.

I was told because I saw Salwa. I just returned the temptation with a smile.

"What's going on between Albi and the girl. Ever since I saw an unusual gesture?" ask Andre

"Well, you haven't been told a story about Salwa?" Nada was surprised because Andre did not know about Salwa.

"Yet. What's the matter?'' ask Andre. He started looking at me and then turned to look at Nada. Find out what I and Nada are hiding.

"There's nothing," I said.

Tone even stared teasingly. Makes Andre even more suspicious.

"There's nothing" I said.

Andre is getting more urgent. He even started pointing at me to be honest with what was hidden.

"Or don't you go out with that girl?" Guess Andre.

"No! Wasn't it! Ngawur! I am like you. Once I got a direct signal just stuck," my reply did not accept.

"But I saw that girl's number on your phone? Don't lie!" Andre still couldn't believe it.

"Well! It was Wa-nan, as it turned out," replaced the replying Tone with a seductive tone.

Andre couldn't believe it more that Salwa and I had nothing to do.

"Astaghfirullah's... Billiahi, I'm not dating Salwa!" Finally the sentence was enough to make Andre stop raving. Because if I've connected with God he believes.

Our conversation stopped when Salwa arrived. I glared at Andre for him to behave normally. Because of shame, if we've been found out since we talked about him.

He immediately approached Nada. Whispering something near his ear.

"You go to the room first. Rest. I went to the kitchen first" he said after Salwa stopped whispering something in Nada's ear.

Salwa if it's close like this. He did not dare to look at me. He looked down, hiding his face from my gaze as well as Andre's.

"Which room?" ask Andre.

He must be the most impatient to get to the room. Because his body was so exhausted.

Tone pointed, pointing at one of the central rooms visible on the second floor. That means next door to the room that Layla entered earlier.

Nada completely believed in both of us. For not giving a partition to his students to interact with his guests. Yes, even though I am Layla's sister, there is still Andre who is nobody.

"OKs. All right," replied Andre.

I stood up, Andre did the same.

"Later down again at jama'ah prayers magrib ya..." Tone Message.

We nodded. Then we went to the room they had appointed.

Arriving on the second floor I was in a room that turned out to be lined up a lot. It's like a mess. It was more like a hotel room.

We entered the room that Nada meant. Even more amazing, because the room is bigger than my room at home.

"It's a mah, a hotel not a room" Andre said.

He immediately threw himself on a large bed.

If only Andre was the one that the men liked with this room, let alone Layla at this moment. He should have felt right in the room. Lawong's room is this comfortable.

"To me, if you think it's a long time ago," said Andre.

I put down the backpack that I was carrying. Take out a change of clothes. Charge the phone and then go to the bathroom.

In the bathroom was even more surprising. Because all complete with cold and hot water shower. Sure, Layla's at home here. What the hell is he doing? I'll ask how she felt when she was here?

Could it be that one of his dreams was to have a room like this?

Be present! I'm gonna take a shower, but my thoughts are about Layla. My sister, that one, did not give me the slightest gap to think about the other. Layla!Layla!