Not Laila Majnun
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"Aarrrgggghh.........!!!!!" Lukman shouted so loudly that Laila shuddered in fear while covering her ears. He did not dare to protest anymore.

Lukman actually once asked Doni where his house was but his mind became joleng when there was Laila sitting behind him. He completely forgot. His chest pounding forcefully to get out so while on the road he tried to dhikr in order to forget the position of the two who were quite close.

Laila turned her head left and right and only realized that they were quite far from the city . He is also equally handsome because Lukman suddenly transformed into a handsome figure handsome, macho sexy. Laila repeatedly held her breath so flowery her heart.

The road looked deserted, on the right side of the road looked like a paddy field that stretched and there were only a few houses visible, it was very rare. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles that passed by so no one rebuked or even berated Lukman for shouting like crazy.

Without saying anything else he then ran his bike back and turned around. Laila also gripped Lukman's backpack, he was afraid because Lukman was silent to say nothing more. His cold face looks more creepy because of his anger even though Laila can only see it through the rearview mirror that shows a little face Lukman because it is covered in a full helmet binoculars.

Just a few meters they walked suddenly the motor they were riding in the canyon faltered making the two people sitting on it panic.

" Yes Allaah yes Robbiiii......!!!!!" Lukman shouted again as his hands clenched tightly while his body and face pointed towards the sky. He wanted to be angry, but to whom?

Fortunately, at that time he drove his vehicle slowly so that the bike did not fall.

Laila went down first then she asked with fear, "why?"

"Gasoline's out". Lukman said ketus while reducing the position of his motorcycle teeth and then get off his bike. Her eyes glimpsed Laila's short skirt.

Lukman lowered his motorcycle's side standard and then started to unbutton his shirt. Laila saw him but he had absolutely no prejudice against Lukman. He actually noticed Lukman's athletic body which is now wrapped in a t-shirt rather tight. when their eyes collide Laila also immediately averted his eyes embarrassed because he was caught watching the man.

"Wear this!" lukman said as he thrust his shirt at Laila without seeing the person he was talking to.

" For what?" Laila asked because she felt she had worn Lukman's jacket and what this shirt was doing, she thought.

" Make your feet. Aren't you cold?" lukman said with great emphasis while looking for a diversion for his eyes so as not to see Laila's figure.

" Not to get angry!" finally, Laila was hooked and followed the emotions. He also covered his hind legs with a Lukman shirt by linking the sleeves of the shirt on his stomach.

"What are you covering up? hegh...." Lukman was still an emotion and Laila looked at him angrily but then she untied the shirt he had on his stomach. He then covered the front of his feet and pointed the shirt sleeve back. Lukman immediately helped him by making a knot from the sleeve of his shirt behind Laila's body.

Laila held her breath enjoying the subtle sigh that swept across her face. He was wrong but also happy.

After that Lukman walked his motorcycle without talking and Laila inevitably then walked behind Lukman, followed him without saying much. Before long Laila ran a little to align her legs and walked beside Lukman.

They walked side by side down the street without any chatter. Laila actually wanted to get him to talk but he was afraid that Lukman would get even more angry because he realized all this was happening because of his mistake. If only he had wanted to say his house was where there would be no such thing, he said. Lukman actually knows where the address is.

Until finally they reached the gas station after a tremendous fatigue felt by Laila for walking for a long time by wearing high heels with wide strides because trying to compensate lukman's Steps. Actually he wanted to take off his shoes earlier, but did not do it after seeing Lukman's face that was silent as storing emotions.

Lukman filled up with gasoline on his tank then immediately paid and drove his vehicle at moderate speed. He stopped for a while when he reached the pharmacy and stopped again when there were people selling sweet martabak.

"Where are you An?" Zainal called someone in a gentle tone making Laila feel annoyed because lukman was always rude and angry when talking to him. It's very different treatment.

'I'm not jealous, am I? He's a rude man!' his mind is warning itself.

" Same with Zainal, how come?" Lukman said as he frowned.

" Yeah it's still on the road because it was running out of gasoline" he said again.

" Please tell me, don't wait for me, I'll bring the keys to the house !"

" Yes, I've been sleeping on this guy!"

"Hem m.."

"Waalaikumsalam warohmatulloh!"

Laila listened to Lukman closely even though her eyes were looking at her own phone which had no notification of anything.

Finally Laila guided Lukman who drove the bike carefully until they finally arrived at Laila's contract. The house was dark because no lights had been lit. That means Doni hasn't arrived home yet.

Lukman took off his helmet and scrambled his hair which was now splattered. The action just made Laila fixated. Lukman is many times more handsome than actor Evan Marvino in street children when getting off his bike.

With his long legs he got off the bike and walked to the electric meter asking Laila "have you paid for the electricity?"

" It's a token, it should still be there" Laila said as she inserted the key into the hole. His heart now dag dig dug he can not control his pace.He went into his house that looks quiet then turned on the switch in each room. he also went into Doni's room to confirm again whether his sister had come home or not.

Lukman put his sweet martabak on the chair on the porch of the house and sat on the other chair. He looked forward trying to analyze the place.

From the alley he passed there were fathers and some young people who were hanging out in the kamling post then when he saw himself piggybacking Laila they told him to come home soon so as not to cause prejudice on citizens. The more you go inside the quieter and almost all the houses the door is closed. Although the neighborhood of his house is dense but seems safe, it's a temporary conclusion Lukman.

"Doni hasn't come home yet." said Laila anxiously.

Lukman tried to contact Doni, but there was no answer at all.

"I've contacted her since then but she didn't answer him at all" Laila stood leaning on the lip of the door.

Lukman gave the package containing the sweet martabak earlier to Laila.