(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 78

# Layla Najwa Fathurrohman

I think my decision to accept the banquet will make me increase my time with Mas Albi. Perhaps we will spend all night talking to release the longing.

But apparently, it was just a fantasy. It backfired because Salwa was among us all. He was there stealing the attention.

Salwa was wrong. I was wrong, because I felt rivaled for his perfection. Mata mas Albi will often see me share a look with him. Notice it will be split because there is a beautiful charm in front of his eyes.

Which men are not tempted by the beauty of Salwa, Budi pekertinya and also its customers. She's perfect as a woman. I was just a spit that was nothing at all.

Albi watched Salwa. She even gave her drinking water to Salwa as she choked. It happened in front of my eyes.

The hunger that was once overpowering suddenly disappeared instantly.

At the dinner table, I felt an unnatural feeling. The atmosphere that makes the heart burn.

My heart was cold again when Mas Albi came. Meeting in the kitchen, presenting a story if he can cook the food I like. I calmed down again, because I felt love. Believing that Mas Albi only paid that attention to me.

Not to mention when we saw the movie in the living room. I who didn't like the movie too much ended up feeling bored and unknowingly fell asleep on the sofa.

When I opened my eyes, I was in bed. Stared by Aisyah who still uses the mukenah.

"What time, Ice?" I half realized.

"Half four," answered Aisha

I got up from bed. Still gathering awareness. I want to lie down and sleep again. But considering that today we have to keep the stand again I try to get the spirit back.

Somehow Aisyah was still praying at night even when we were not in the cottage. He woke up early as usual. All I remember is watching a movie late at night. Uh, watching a movie?

"Loh, I'm here!'' I remember when I fell asleep last night.

"Hovering ... above the cloud. Keep lying on the bed alone" Aisyah replied.

"Don't joke, ah! How's the story I got here? You're carrying me?" ask me while exclaiming

"Can't be strong, your weight is almost the same as mine. Not to mention the road to the room had to climb the stairs,"

"La continues?"

"Try thinking, or think back. Maybe you woke up when you were taken to the room,"

"Ck! Still this morning, you told me to think."

Upset because Aisyah did not answer my question directly. Even long-winded asking me to think for myself.

"I didn't realize it at all, I swear!''

All I remember was the movie we were playing. A ghost in love with a human. When the human lover's mission will be completed, the female ghost even slows down the search for the skull bone. The goal is that the human lover does not find him and they will continue to be together. After that I don't remember anything anymore.

"Mas Albi is carrying me to my room?" much

Only one person could potentially do that. Only one person has that right.

Aisyah nodded. I'm relieved. A smile lit up on my lips.

"You are ordinary, wa ..." Aisyah

"How common? What's the matter?" Much

"No. You also know I'm sleeping,"

"That's not what I mean, but your feelings after knowing Mas Albi's carrying you,"

"feelings? Yeah, well, ordinary!''

"When last night I saw you two as husband and wife who wanted the first night, Lo... I'm begging for mercy!"

"Hush! Ngawur!'' my dispute.

"Well, it's the first time I've seen a scene that used to be in the movies look real in plain sight. Mana Mas Albi is so sweet when carrying you, Ah! Steady! I want to get married quickly!"

"What's the connection, Ayesha!"

"La most I'm in that marriage. Same with my husband later. I don't have a Mas like you. So sweet, Masya Alloh..."

I nodded while smiling.

"Ordinary Albi's Mas is what you are, Wa?''

"Nor. When I overslept. Since childhood, Mas Albi often carried me," I replied.

"So sweet you guys. You are very dear to you,'

I returned a smile of approval. Not only dear Aisyah, I am even in love with my mas. But I can't build those feelings into a grand palace later. That may not be our destiny.

"I take a shower, yeah... That was the morning jama'ah. We also have to go back to the cottage. No more bazars," I said.

"If today is not a bazaar, I would have chosen to stay here much longer" Aisyah lamented.

"If it wasn't the bazaar, we wouldn't be here either, Ais..." Reply while getting up from my seat. Move to the bathroom.

Luckily there are two showers to choose from. Warm water and cold water. Mumpung is here for sure I choose warm water. Take a bath for a while to enjoy the warm water. Playing with soap foams that bulge a lot to cover my entire body.

Remember what Aisyah said earlier if me and Mas Albi were like lovers. If it were true, I would be happy. But the truth is I'm even the sister he always wanted to take care of.

Often I was carried by Mas Albi. Even though I'm big like this. Most of the time I feel nothing and how. I was always asleep, remembering nothing.

The dawn prayer sounded. I finished my bathing ritual. Aisyah must have nagged me because I was in the bathroom too long.

After the shower, I changed the clothes I had brought. After that, it was me and Aisha Jama'ah. If I have a congregation with Aisha, I always ask her to be her priest. Because I feel unworthy. Aisha is better than me. His faith is far above mine.

"I just came out, Ning Nada was in the room at the very end near the main balcony." Ayesha said after we finished the jama'ah.

"Oh yeah? What time did he come? He also knows I overslept yesterday?" my many. It's a shame to know I watched a movie last night until I fell asleep. More to be carried by Mas Albi to the room.

"I don't know either. For sure when we finished watching the film he had not come" replied Aisyah. I breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alhamdulillah, I'd be ashamed if Ning Nada knew I was in Mas Albi's arms yesterday,"

"Ning Nada. But Dharma kang sama Sarip yes,"

I see it so-so.

"Pray, may the two not like strange gossip. The fear will be told to the friends of the cottage, and spread."

"Yes! Yes Alloh! My shame,"