(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 65

#Layla Najwa Fathurrohman

Love is never wrong, sometimes wrong is the situation.

The sky still showed its sour face. I don't know when he'll let the earth feel the cold.

I started to get angry, because it was time to go back to the cottage. Through the magrib, the sign is that I will be faced with three security who are ready to be on standby with many questions.

"I have to go back to the cottage, Mas. The fall of ajalah, it has begun to subside," I said.

"Yes we're coming. Why are we here too" replied Mas Albi.

"You did, you used to park a car far away. So gini, right?" sahut Mas Andre's

"Here too will be a hassle! Where are you parked?" the Mas Albi

"It can be in front of the mosque,"

"So you've seen for yourself, too, what's the atmosphere. Lots of people, everywhere full."

They even argue. You guys, you guys, but still fighting.

"Yes, come on! Rain again" I cried.

Without warning I went down the stairs to the ground floor. Passing through the corridor and with a small run I broke through the rain stub.

"Laila?! Careful," Mas Albi and Mas Andre tailed behind. Mas Andre's jacket I brought, I made for an umbrella.

Even so, we still get hit by rain. Thankfully, the sky is quite friendly. When out of the cottage area, the rain actually subsides. Even though the streets are muddy, plus the road that is not familiar with the residents.

Arriving in front of my cabin. We immediately shaded. I can't just leave them in the cottage.

"How do we continue our fate? Want to go home tonight?" ask Andre

"So, the old man called. We were told to stay here first. Fear, later if anything else happens," replied Mas Albi

"Cut accommodation is there, Mas. But, can Andre sleep?'' my many.

"It's okay, Layla. Sleeping in Lesehan remains comfortable, as long as it is close to you," replied Mas Andre with a cry.

I smiled knot.

"Layla, you sleep in the cottage. Where possible, let him sleep with us. Ngawur!" Mas Albi

"Well, you're a brother..." Mas Andre's.

"Brother, brother... Actually, what?" sulkul Mas Albi

"If there's a father with Mom, Layla might be able to sleep in the sambang. But, if you are the only one, you can't. I won't want to either!'' obviously

"Oh, that's it... Kiraina..."

"Cirain, what?" ask Mas Albi

"But, if only Albi, who mined and wanted to stay here? Are you, too, able to sleep on the sideburns?" ask Andre suddenly.

The deg!

Suddenly something happened to me. I don't know what, but it just made my heart heavy. Mas Andre's question seemed to question our real relationship. Brother, but not brother. One but cannot be combined. Complicated right?

"I go to the quarry, may there be an empty room for you" I said as I moved towards the parallel building.

But suddenly, someone called out the name Mas Albi.

"Mas Albi, Layla!" That distinctive sound was starting to get familiar in my ears.

Kang Dharma, he's with Kang Sarip. What was?

My steps stopped, waiting for those who wanted to approach.

"Dharma, what's wrong?" ask Mas Albi

"Where are you going?" ask Kang Dharma

"We want a potion. Today's plan is just here" Mas Albi replied finally.

"Oh! How fortuitous. If you don't mind, just stay in North dhalem. It's empty there again" said Kang Dharma

"Well!" I immediately gawked. Didn't hear wrong.

North Dhalem is the home of a pesantren family. There is indeed empty because it is specifically for great guests. Like brothers, friends and other great guests. But, Albi is not one of them.

"Kang, don't go. Just here, please..." I said.

Mas Albi and Mas Andre did not understand. Naturally, they are not santri here.

"It's okay, Layla. I've asked Ning Nada's permission, after all they're both Ning Nada's friends as well, right?"

Deg.

So does kang Dharma already know, if it turns out that Mas Andre is not our brother?

"Layla can go there too. I'll let you go to Ning Nada,"

I swallowed spit. Either good or bad news right now that I'm hearing. It is good that I will have a lot of time with Mas Albi again, bad fear that there will be problems because Mas Andre is not our brother.

"You can be your friend, if you don't want to be alone" added Kang Dharma.

From his eyes, it seemed to hint that everything would be fine.

"Be there, anyway Layla can also come there later. There will be a lot of time to chat later," said Mas Andre.

He's among us, he's the least understanding. That's why he didn't hesitate to say that.

"Yes, it's okay. No need for security clearance. Go straight to Ning Nada" said Kang Dharma.

I'm getting worried. I looked towards Mas Albi.

"Over Layla, how does she want. If it's mah, everywhere is ok."

Mas Albi said that, as if he knew what my delema was.

"I can bring a friend, right?" I finally asked Kang Dharma

He nodded, "Yes, take your friend." The answer.

Why at a time like this are the three men in front of me staring like this? They seem to be waiting for an answer to a question from a statement.

"Yes already, we're going to the North dhalem. I'll go to the cottage first. Ice, yeah..." I finally made a decision.

The three men together took off their breath. What's up with them? I don't know.

"Yes already. Wait here" said Mas Albi.

I nodded, after which turned around walking towards the cottage.

Up inside I searched for Aisyah's whereabouts. He's the only one I can take with me now, not no other friend. There is, but the only one who can keep my privacy right now is him.

Moreover, the arrival of Mas Albi with Mas Andre, especially the Dharma Kang. What was? I still wonder why she is so concerned about my family. Or was it true, it was because Mas Albi was a friend of Ning Nada's, or was there some other reason? But, what?

Let's hope it's true, if it's because of Ning Nada. There's nothing else.

I got to Aisyah's room, but she wasn't there. Her roommate said she was already in the bathroom. It is true, less than fifteen minutes adzan magrib reverberated.

And Aisyah although sometimes chatty and annoying in is an exemplary santri. He was never too late. Even the position of worshipers is always in the front shaf. Insecure I'm actually the same as him. She is perfect as a friend as well as a Sholehah woman.

"Aise?!"call me.

He was brushing his teeth in front of the faucet. Hearing my call he turned his head, his face showing shock from calling me loud.

"What's wrong?" His language through the eyes, he also spoke only a little unclear because his mouth was still foamy.

I can't possibly say this secret in front of so many people. Finally, I entered also at the ablution place. Still in a half-wet uniform, I lift my skirt so as not to get splashed water from the lined faucets used by other santri.

Some of the santri friends did notice me, but they returned indifferent when I had found my purpose.