Not Laila Majnun
Attention

"I've contacted her since then but she didn't answer him at all," Laila stood leaning on the lip of the door having changed clothes. He was wearing training pants and a short-sleeved shirt. Frankly Lukman prefers Laila's performance as he does now.

Lukman gave Laila the package containing the sweet martabak and stood up and then in his baritone voice he said" Go in and lock the door from the inside! I'll see it up ahead"

Laila received the package and went straight into the house and locked the door.

" don't open the door until I come!" lukman said as he moved the doorknob twice and pushed the door to make sure it was completely sealed.

Laila started to waver, she felt her heart flutter from Lukman's attention. 'If only you were rich. I would live with you.' his mind wandered into the future.

Lukman had just walked a few steps and he saw Doni's figure on his butut motorcycle from a distance. the closer Lukman was more convinced if the person who was riding the motorcycle was Doni even though his head was covered with a helmet.

Lukman stayed by the side of the narrow alley and Doni kept riding his bike past Lukman just to the front of his rented house. The athletic body man stepped his legs wide so that he could catch up with Doni .

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"caac.... " Donis raised his voice.

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"Sister.it's me" Doni looks rushed because he wants to avoid Lukman he does not want to lie but also he can not be frank because it will trouble people who he already considers as his own brother.

Doni was shocked when Lukman was suddenly at his side. But the athletic man just stared at him without saying a word. And Doni didn't dare look at him again. The door was opened by Laila.

Doni also directly slammed in without opening his helmet first.

" Don.... Doni.,.. You why?" Laila walks after her sister because she is worried about her sister's strange demeanor.

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Laila knocked on the door of Doni's room, which was locked by the owner as soon as she entered the room.

"You why the hell deck....?" Laila had already shed her tears. Now his palms and body are stuck to the door of Doni's room. She is his only family and the girl is willing to sacrifice for him as long as his sister can live better and properly.

"I'm fine, sis, it's already night, sleep!" said the teenager as he removed the helmet from his head.

"Are you able to solve the problem in such an evasive way?" snapped Lukman from the small living room in Laila's rented so that made his voice echo and sound clearly in Doni's ears.

Laila sobbed while banging on the door using her palm. It repeatedly shrank the water coming out of its nose.

Finally Doni came out of his room and walked to the living room which was only a few steps away. He just walked past his brother. He lowered his face not daring to look at the eyes of Lukman's eagle.

"Why is your face?" Laila saw some bruises and a little blood on her sister's face. The older sister followed her younger brother with worry while the younger sister just remained silent.

When Doni reached the living room he just stood in the corner of the room and lowered his head not daring to approach Lukman.

" Why stand there? sit here!" lukman ketus's orders.

Lukman cleaned the wounds on Doni's face and arms with a small towel that Laila had brought. The hard-headed man turned Doni's face to the right and to the left, cleaning him like a brother to his sister. Then take the ointment that was in the pocket of his pants that he bought while on the road earlier and apply it on the wounds on the face and arms of Doni.

" You're a man never avoid trouble. Face your problems whatever they are. If you feel you can't ask someone you trust. That's what humans are for, help each other out in the good. And one more thing if you fight don't come home with a wound . It will only make your brother worry" he said slowly but clearly in Doni's ears.

Laila who is now sitting opposite Doni was touched to hear Lukman's words earlier. It is precisely now that Lukman and Doni are like a brother and sister whereas he is only an outsider who is looking at their familiarity.

"Then I have to how, they're very much bang?" Doni asked frankly and Lukman did not immediately flocked him with many questions.he wanted Doni himself who felt comfortable and then wanted to tell everything honestly without anything being covered.

"Of course you have to win!" lukman said then put the ointment on the table in front of Laila, "clean your feet and put this ointment on!" he said without seeing Laila whose position is opposite to Doni.

"Sister why bang?" doni asked while looking at Lukman.

" Sister why brother?" doni asked later because he did not get an answer from Lukman.

Laila shook her head not knowing what Lukman meant. He also did not feel he had a wound that must be treated with ointment.

"Your heels!" lukman said with a quick glance at Laila then moved out.

Laila bit her lips as she felt deeply moved. Never before has such a caring person honored himself with such sincerity as Lukman did.

"Call me if you need anything!" he said while leaving the house.

"Wait!!" Laila screamed a little for Lukman while chasing him out.

"That's the jacket ..." Laila said as their eyes were already staring at each other.

The girl I found rushed inside while running around scared that Lukman would be patient waiting for her. He immediately picked up Lukman's jacket in his room and ran back to the outside of the house.

He gave the man's jacket while staring at Lukman's face for a moment.

The man accepted and immediately put on his jacket. He then climbed on his iron horse and before wearing his helmet he looked at Laila who was still standing there.

"Get in and lock the door!" Lukman said softer than usual.

"Yes..." Laila replied that she did not seem willing to let Lukman go.

"Wick in I'll be fine.,!" Said Lukman again.

Laila was like a beard fire because it seemed like Lukman knew her heart.

"Who's worried about who?" Laila sewot and immediately went inside the house and locked it.

Lukman held back a smile and immediately put on a helmet and then slowly left the house rented by his sister.