(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 38

"You need to take your medication, again," said Mas Albi. He patted my shoulder.

"What's wrong? Is there anything I can help you with?" ask me. Though it was definitely about their sister and daughter who had been silent, and turned their face away from me.

"Titip, Layla again, huh? He wants to join the group again." Answer the Albi.

No I answered. I saw one by one the gazes of those who were staring at me expectantly. Layla's family loves her so much, that it's not willing for their daughter to leave without someone's supervision.

She was not a noble princess, but she was treated like a princess. Unlike, with other girls, who sometimes have to be forced to join the group. They usually attach importance to their prestige and ego. I want to be seen treated special.

But the truth is, let them be more confident. Sometimes, they are also more independent.

"Insya Alloh, Mas. I don't want to make it, that's it." My word.

"Forced, how?" say Layla's father, don't understand what I mean.

I scratched the nape of my neck. I feel uncomfortable explaining.

"Attack, Layla meant, Dad. He's the one who doesn't want to be taken care of." Mas Albi.

Well. That's what I meant. If he doesn't want me to take care of him, how dare I pretentious and take care of him. I want Layla to accept that she needs me too.

"Layla can take care of herself. Don't worry!" The mouth that had been silent earlier, finally heard his voice as well. He glanced at me, his eyes sharp.

"Then, choose in anterin Mas or join the group, but must obey Kang Dharma?" Mas Albi's.

Layla's face was red. He did not like the choice launched Masnya. They are arguing. I guess, they are brothers who get along well, but it turns out they can also fight.

"Please, sorry. If you have to see them fight." Said Layla's mother.

I was a little surprised, because Mother Layla suddenly asked me to speak. I immediately shook my head. A sign that doesn't bother him.

"Hehehe. Nopo-nopo, Buk. I also fought with my sister a lot. Even often quarreled, rather than in his order." My word. Then, he smiled.

"Layla is usually, indeed, in between Albi. But, do not know why, suddenly want to join the group. Mas her that, often worried excessively with his sister. Still consider her sister a small child, while Layla already feels grown up. If the parents, they don't want to make it. After all, the child can also think, which is best for him." Said Ms. Layla.

She was a wise mother. Not wanting to hold her children. Providing freedom, but also intensive supervision. Not immediately say no, if the child expresses a desire. They must have asked first, found out what their son wanted.

That means, if one day I propose to Layla, and she accepts me. Ninety-five percent of parents agree. Five percent of that I will definitely try to convince them. My job now is to make Layla comfortable.

Right, what Sarip said. Layla doesn't like to be noticed. He is independent, by himself. It'll be harder, approaching Layla than her family. In fact, I have earned the family trust. Lah, Layla, he's still the same as the first time we met. Cuek, and don't need it with me.

"Same massage, Mom. If it's not for you, let's just say it's for you." Mas Albi.

Layla no longer answered. Despite being arrogant, he ended up losing the debate with his older brother. I admit, his brother was very strict.

"Already, buk. I'll take Layla to the bus first." Pamit Mas Albi's.

Layla immediately approached her parents, and kissed the reverence of the palms of their backs changing. Right now, I'm watching if she's really a jewel to her parents. Alternately, her parents kissed Layla on two cheeks and her forehead. After that, Layla asked for blessing, a prayer for a safe trip to the cottage. So that the exam he faces after this is smooth, and produces good results. I just found out, if Layla's third grade. That means I only have until the end of the year to convince him. Otherwise, I wouldn't know if I could meet her again or not.

"Hopefully, he really is my soul mate, Yes Robb!! I'm asking you directly!" My prayer in my heart.

"Come, kang!" Take Mas Albi. He's already towing Layla's suitcase. And walk towards our bus.

I'll say goodbye to Layla's parents soon. And then following the steps of Mas Albi and Layla. I showed Layla a seat. I deliberately set it near the window, with two seats.

I don't know what they're talking about. Sometimes they are like lovers. Mas Albi, sit next to Layla's chair. Check the contents of his backpack, make sure if no one is left behind.

Layla also seemed to be still angry. Every now and then I hear, Mas Albi apologizing. But, Layla was indifferent, and just kept quiet.

"Gus, come!" Sarip.

He pulled my hand out of the bus. Outside the bus, I let go of his hand. Kayak, what the fuck, equally men anyway.

"What's up, tho?" Tukas I'm upset. I still want to steal Layla and Masnya's talk. But Sarip was disturbing again.

"Najwa biarin first, Gus. Remember pull. Now mending, get attention from Layla's two parents." Ungakap Sarip's. I don't understand what he's talking about.

"Company, Bus 1 is leaving. The participants are complete. Now, Gus leads the prayer," added Sarip.

"La is usually also the leader of the entourage, Tho who leads his prayers. Why me, tho?"

"Oah, Gus my niku's genie is perfect Lo. Problem looks, OK. Kitab, Okay. Intellectual, what else. Nasab too, Ok. But, the problem of women do not understand, tho!" Tandas Sarip's.

I think I want to get his head. What a shaman I am, who can immediately understand the contents of his head.

"This, Lo Gus. That said, there are still Najwa's parents. If Gus had led a prayer for the company, and they saw it. Sure, the genengan will get a Plus value in their eyes. So, if later Najwa does not want the same genengan, genengan can directly propose Layla through her parents. If her parents, like, demen, sreg kaleh genengan, want to be sure Layla accepts genengan." Sarip.

I admit. He knows the trick in getting women. I didn't expect him to have such thoughts. Or maybe he's already practiced all of that?

"So now I lead the prayer?" ask me again.

"Snapjeh. I've permission to be the same as the head of his entourage." Answer Sarip.

I pat Sarip's shoulder many times. Didn't expect him to find a way to help me sooner. Not wrong, if Umi chose him to be my friend until now.

"You're Tenan Joss, Rip. Engko, yourself want opo ae, do not follow wes (Later, if you want anything, I follow)." My word.

And right, as I led the prayer all eyes on the field were on me. Prayers that are usually arranged in the bus are now carried out outside the bus. Not only one bus, all groups from bus one to three gathered to pray together.

Parents also pray for the safety of their children. No exception, Layla's parents. There was a happy twinkle, when they saw me leading the prayer. Perhaps, there was a feeling of security when they did not wrongly choose the person to look after the girl.

From behind the glass window, I also saw Layla helping to guarantee my prayer. Do not know whether my prayer will be worshiped by Allah or not, because in prayer I mean other things as well. You can even say Riya' . I beg for forgiveness, for all the khilaf when I realize my prayers, are not sincere. Until I repeat again, reciting prayers and really solemn to receive salvation, and the guardians of Allah.

Note :

Assalamualaikum, brother all. 😁

May always be in Ridhoi by Alloh. Amen amen.

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The author wants to ask? If you're in Layla's position, who do you choose? Albi, or Dhrama?

Albi with a million affection. Dharma with all its efforts? Not to forget, she also loves Layla.

Vote dong. Between Albi or Dharma? Comment yak, help Author determine Layla's soul mate.

Thank you, sorry for all the khilaf 🙏