(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 84

#Aryan Dharma

Sitting in one room, watching the same movie as Layla I had never imagined before. Time is testing the way I love Layla.

Can I keep him as holy as ever. Until that time I can make her the only woman in the world and in heaven.

Love is guarding, someone once said to me, "If you really want someone, then ask directly to the owner". And I realized that's what it means to love the truth.

There is nothing lawful for us to do but pray for it. To hopefully be united at the best point according to his destiny.

Although I couldn't see it in my sight, but knowing that he was sitting behind me was enough to calm my heart.

I asked Sarip to buy Snack and drinks. I don't want my boyfriend to get bored with our company.

Time went on, after the movie we played. Andre suggested playing one more movie. All of a sudden, however, is shocked to find Layla sleeping peacefully next to Aisyah.

I was once again fascinated by her sweet face. It was quiet when he fell asleep like that. My heart skipped a beat as he curled up without a blanket.

Hold Dharma, why suddenly want to immediately hold it so as not to get cold.

I offered to find a blanket for Layla. But Mas Albi suddenly walked up to Layla's body. Lovingly and slowly he changed his supine position. Aisha had already moved from her position. We were stunned to see Mas Albi gallantly carrying Layla in his arms.

He picked her up and took her to Layla's room. What is this sight? Mas Albi was so free to see Layla's face curled up in her chest. As far as Albi walked, he kept staring at Layla's face. Like an adult man who enjoys the charm of his partner.

My heart is hot, but I always remind you that Mas Albi is Layla's sister. He was among the men available, he had the most rights over Layla. He can touch Layla without Aling anything. Just a drop, a jealous rumble hit. Unknowingly, I followed their steps to the front of Layla's room.

Mas albi put Layla on her bed. It was so sweet when she laid Layla down the soft bed. Their faces were even very close. Uh! I can't see all that. Layla is so comfortable, she is completely unaware of having moved places so romantically.

Does mas Albi often do that to Layla, so Layla is used to it? Mas Albi's treatment is something I also want to do later when I'm Layla's husband. Let alone put it in his bed, I'm ready he sleeps in my arms all night.

"Guys. Now you know, right. Your toughest rival is not me, but him..." Andre who turned out to also follow them said as he raised his chin to Mas Albi who was enveloping Layla in addition to the scene stroking the tiles for a while.

"What does that mean?" I don't understand what Andre said. I can't digest. How can an older sibling be the toughest rival. If it's the biggest obstacle, maybe it can. But competition? Perhaps what the competition means is a hindrance.

Mas Albi told me Layla was fine. I also retreat regularly. Not good if you want to know. It's not polite either because Layla's nobody.

That night Sarip and I slept in the lower room. It's past midnight the shadow of Mas Albi and Layla continues to be imagined.

"Gus, sleep. Tomorrow match again, Lo..." Said Sarip who had been asleep since. Maybe he got distracted because I turned on the MP3 as my night friend.

"Not yet sleepy, Rip. If you can't sleep here, you move rooms is okay." I said.

"What do you think, to?'' tanyanya.

He yawns a sign he's holding back sleepiness. But he got up from the bed and sat back down.

"Can't sleep because of the horror movie? Jenengan is still in the shadows," added Sarip

"Nwort... It's more horror, Rip."

"God! What's Lo Gus? Are there any Dutch ghosts here? Is this a Dutch heritage house too?"

"Ngawur, you're Rip!" I cried while throwing a pillow in his face. He is like a man frightened for no reason.

"La what dong?''

"Oh... Jenengan fear ihtilam (Wet dream) huh Gus. It's not sleeping, anyway,"

"Gee... Add your ngawur. You said it, don't worry about it. Or maybe you enjoyed watching Layla sleep too! Huh! My name!"

"Mboten Gus! But nggeh kedik, la pripun I also the first time to see women fall asleep like that. Especially sweet, Laylanya..."

"NORTH!!! Look out for Lo banyangin Layla again. Lo's mocked cave!"

I pat Sarip with a pillow. Overthrow it with my body. He could have imagined Layla in his mind.

"God, Gus... Not again! Forgive me! Just fit in. Not until the dream,"

"Tell me, Lo shadowin Layla. Even if it's a dream, the cave will come and kill, Lo.!'' I'm just not accepting.

Sarip had almost lost his breath because of the pillow I had made.

"Mboten, Gus.geez!" The collapse.

I still look hard at him. It feels unacceptable if the woman I'm looking after is being bullied by such a brash man. To just imagine that I would not accept if Layla was the object.

"Very soon! Dare to see Layla. I gouged your eyes!" My threat.

Although it's also impossible for me to do either. But it was enough to make Sarip a deterrent.

"The Dharma! Kang Dharma!"

Sarip and I were silent for a moment. There was a knock from the door of the room. That was Ning Nada's voice. She came back here again? Since when?

"Ning Nada, Gus.." said Sarip who also knows his voice.

"Yes, I know!" Umpatchem. I'm still upset with him.

I got out of bed. Walked to the door, opened it. I saw Ning Nada there, behind him was Salwa.

"What's wrong? How's rame?" ask Ning Nada.

"Oh... It's okay, Ning. Play with Sarip. Yes, Kan Rip..." I showed Sarip who was wrapped in a sarip up to the top of his head. He saluted Ning Nada with a nod of his head.

"Oalah.kirain had a fight," Ning Nada said.

"No," I used a smile to be more convincing.

"Yes already then. Good night," said Ning Nada.

"Good night. Have a good rest, Ning. Have a good dream," my reply is sweeter.

Ning Nada and Salwa left. Maybe to the second floor, choose a room there.

"Any! Just barely. Thank goodness..." I said by stroking my chest. Sarip grinned without sin.

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