(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 80

#Layla Najwa Fathurrohman

Entering the cottage all eyes were on me and Aisyah. We were like the ones who got caught. Whispers began to be heard whether it was a good or bad voice. Both of them if it's talking about things behind my back I still don't like.

"I went to my room, I went to Wa!" Seru Aisyah directly headed for her room. Either he feels what I feel or he doesn't. He's just happy like it.

"Mbak Najwa, new from eastern Dhalem, huh?" ask Afi directly to the point.

"Yes..." Answer me with a smile.

"Well, what about mbak?"

"Nothing. Just nginep doang,"

Who asked one person. But who is ready to listen to almost all the occupants of the room.

I'm getting a uniform. Preparing what needs I should bring. Change clothes and prepare yourself. Put down the boxes containing the attributes of the bazaar that I left yesterday to a friend who went home first.

"Go to school, Mommy?" ask Afi again.

"Yes... Nyiapin bazaar,"

I was all ready to go out of the room again. Passing with some people I spoke as necessary.

Aisha is ready. We also went downstairs at the same time. Still with many eyes looking. Still I'm ignoring.

Arriving in front of the hut there are many santri who roam. Downstream back and forth alternating.

We were just about to cross. Suddenly the white Fortuner car stopped right in front of us.

"Lake in!" Mas Albi Seru.

Mas Albi after getting out of the car, immediately opened the back door. Mas Andre also fell silent to see the face of Mas Albi who looked cold.

Angry, huh?

Me and Aisyah went inside. The car drove towards the master cabin which was not far from the cottage. Find parking right in front of the mosque.

The car stopped and parked perfectly. Me and Aisyah immediately descended in haste towards the bazaar tent.

Some tents are ready with merchandise. We're still empty not all ready.

So surprised we, when knowing the tent is already crowded by the visitors. Since when? Who prepared everything?

"Aisha, you've finally come, too" one of our classmates was excited to prepare an order.

"Order for whom?" ask Aisyah

"Club Futsal's. They had breakfast here" they replied.

My gaze turned on some of our cottage futsal players. There is no Dharma among them. It may still be in eastern Dhalem. Ning Nada's car had not been seen either.

I immediately took part in preparing everything. Take orders one by one to them.

"Layla, prepare for me too, yeah..." Said Andre

"Not breakfast?" ask me wonder. It was not that Ning Nada had already prepared breakfast for them. Even Mas Albi cooks with Salwa.

"Yet, you're worried about you. Let alone breakfast, drink me yet." replied Mas Andre.

Mas Albi who had turned cold since then had just sat in front of our tent. Tinkering with his phone for nothing.

"Yes, I'm ready ..." I said.

I asked for two servings for Mas Albi and Mas Andre complete with drinks. In addition to noodles we also prepare chicken roast.

It's cold right now, Albi. I was guilty of not asking Mas Albi for permission. My ego was in control. My heart is hot to see him and Salwa, they are so close.

Customers began to fall away. The futsal players had finished their breakfast. They have also returned their used plates and glasses to us. Some friends are ready to wash their used dishes and glasses.

"You accompany them to breakfast, wa ..." Aisyah

"You didn't have breakfast, did you?''

"I'm not good. I didn't have breakfast with friends in the back" Aisyah set her eyes on the friends who were also having breakfast together in front of the office terrace.

"Yes," I finally took my part and joined together with Mas Albi and Mas Andre.

Andre mas portion almost toilet so did Mas Albi. Glasses filled with warm tea became their next target.

"I thought it was breakfast in eastern Dhalem" I said

Albi is silent. His face is still cold. There is no hospitality. Mas Andre grinned, then a meaningless smile.

They waited for me until my food was filled. No asking questions, let alone joking.

My mistake was fatal, because I did not ask permission. I don't know what to reason later. What should I explain? I wouldn't have said it, too, if I had gone because I saw Mas Albi and Salwa alone in the kitchen.

"Mas Albi, where's the real saute?" I asked with a smile that I made so sweet. Hopefully it can melt his arrogant heart because of my careless actions.

Why didn't I think just now, if I just left it would make them all worried.

"Pawpaw stir-fry, what?" ask Albi as if he does not understand.

"Papaya stir-fry. Didn't Mas Albi make Papaya stir-fry?" answer me

"I'm sorry to go to the bathroom first" said Mas Andre suddenly. He understood that Mas Albi might scold me.

We stopped talking until Andre left us.

"Why not tell Mas if you go home to the cottage, Layla?" he did not raise his voice. Stay stable but in every tone of his voice full of pressure and anger that he ponder.

"I guess later Ning Nada will tell you also if Aisyah and I go home first" I replied.

Albi sighed deeply.

"So according to Layla, asking permission on Nada is enough? And you don't need to?"

I shook my head immediately. It's not like that. My eyes heat up when Albi's mad like that.

"So I wanted to ask Mas Albi for permission. But, I saw albi and Salwa...." I can't go on.

His eyes are perfect.

"Salvas?" He said his name.

I'm nodding.

"The dinner yesterday seemed to be made to bring you closer together" I said.

"There's nothing like it, Layla. You misunderstood,"

"Misunderstand what? It's like that, it all seems so obvious!" Now I am the one who is carried away by anger.

"none. Banquet yesterday reel from Nada. It means nothing. Dharma planned it all,"

What did Albi say. Why would he even bring the Dharma kang to such a problem. He doesn't know anything about any of this. He even caught up with me and Aisyah earlier.