(Not) Layla Majnun
Mosaic 3

At 19.45 . We arrived at the cottage . Al Hasan my cottage, still in the parking lot of the cottage is already crowded with parents who just came and went home to take their children . There are also those who still berberes like me who just arrived . Lifting things and carrying them .

The holidays are only 7 days . Today is the last day of the holiday . Limits are present in the cottage until 10 p.m . If above the hour there are santri who have not come , they will be fined cement one sak for delay .

“ Sowan first Mas “ Invite me .

Albi nodded . Once in the taste of my goods have been out of the car all of us together heading to ndalem for sowan.

I put my stuff in Mushola dhalem . The actual room is still dhalem but is related to the usual for the santri khufadz so the room is called Mushola dhalem .

At times like this the place is full of new students until , and still with their parents who have not come home .

We went to Dhalem . Some santri guardians also have a sowan .

“ Assalamualaikum “ Salam Mas Albi . He sat on his knees in front of the entrance of the dhalem parlor . I'm in the back doing the same thing .

“ Waalaikumsalam . “ Reply Kyai Musthofa together with other sounds , maybe guest .

Mas Albi walked in on his knees and lowered his face . I did the same thing, trailing behind her .

“ Albifardzan “ Kyai Musthofa mentions Mas Albi by face sumringah .

We immediately saw him taking turns . And then sit in a row, next to the other guests .

“ Healthy dad e Le ? “ Ask Kyai Musthofa to Kak Albi .

I looked down , at a time like this I am grateful that my brother even though he never sangantri here he was known by Kyai Musthofa .

Daughter, Neng Nada one cottage first with sister first .

If only one cottage it's nothing special . But ndilalah Neng Nada one period while in the cottage first . So they're one management partner . Neng Nada at the princess's cottage and Mas Albi at the son's cottage . Not infrequently, they communicate about stewardship and cottage events .

The first time Mas Albi went to sowan with me and mom's dad .Neng Nada introduced him to Kyai Musthofa. Coincidentally back then their cottage was already off first, and by then they intended to pick me up .

Until now, Kyai Musthofa knows brother very well . Not only because he is the guardian of his santri, i.e., I . But also as a friend of his daughter .

“ Alhamdulillah healthy bah .But niki radi sayah . Dadose mboten saget derek sowan mriki (But now it is not healthy . So can not take sowan here ) '' replied Mas Albi . I was silent .

“ Greetings yes le damel dad e . In ramut sing apik . Wes sepuh (Greet to dad . In good care , already aged ) “ Said Kyai Musthofa .

“ Nggeh bah . Pangestu ne , “ Reply Mas Albi. He still did not dare to raise his head in front of Kyai Musthofa .

There's a lot of things to talk about. I mean, brother dropped me off, and put me in this cabin . And many other things also .Kyai Musthofa gives many questions about our family activities, the busyness of Albi and others as .

Mingle and talk with other guests . If other students need 15 minutes to sowan, it does not feel we have spent 1. 30 hours just talking .

“ container candidate Mas (Already have candidate Mas ) ? “ Ask another guest to Mas Albi . Sontak surprised me .

He also looks familiar with kyai Musthofa . He has been in the living room longer . From what I see, like he's still a close friend of kyai Musthofa . In addition to his clothes which show he is also a priyai, but adab and his words which indicate his status .

“ Crane , Pangestu ne mawon. “ Answer Mas Albi. Unknowingly I squeezed the back of Mas Albi's shirt, either because of our annoyance that has been too long and I was tired, or because I did not like anyone asking candidates to Mas Albi .

“ Umure jik 24 , lek tabarukan Karo kanjeng prophet ya a year crank . “ Sahut Kyai Musthofa as if defending .

Mas Albi looked embarrassed to hear their jokes. Lately many people have been asking the same thing .

Naturally, Mas Albi is an adult . Said a lot of people he was handsome, some also said sweet . As I was , I saw him ordinary . Said the man, he was wise . But for me he always does whatever he wants to me . People say he's smart, but when I'm with me and I have a lot of questions in my head . He just gave me a book, or a web that I could find for myself the answer . Said the person in the benefactor, well passable . He often bought something for me, but after that he asked something for himself too .

He's perfect according to the people around him, and he_

“ I have Putri Mas . Be,e fit kaleh until “

The face that I had bowed to at once I lifted . Likewise Mas Albi, all guests who attended were hooked .

“ Yai Anwar . Tenane ? “ Ask Kyai Musthofa . He also seemed surprised by the narration of Kyai Anwar . I just found out his name, 'cause they were just joking around and talking without saying a name .

“ For Salwa Yai. “ Answer Kyai Anwar .

Salwa .

I know him very well . He's a classmate with me, he's also a good friend . Beautiful paras, meek , good manners and smart . In Gandrung I many santri sons in this cottage, even the ustadz . But I just found out if he's a neng, he's so simple . Doesn't show if she's a kyai princess . He is just like any other friend, mingling without choosing a friend .

“ Salwa , how old are you ? “ Ask Kyai Musthofa . Disperse my daydreams about Salwa .

Mas Albi glanced at me, from his eyes I can guess he was curious about Salwa. After this he will shower me with many questions about himself .

“ Piye le ? “ Ask Kyai Anwar .

Mas Albi mendelik because must be confused to answer what . He looked at me, looking for answers . I don't know either, but I hope he rejects it first .

“ Patience yai . Mas Albi kersane thinks riyen . After all Neng Salwa taseh school . “ Reply Kyai Musthofa Mediates . I am grateful, he understands our situation . Such a sudden application .

Kyai Musthofa revived the conversation by discussing the education of the students . Request the consent of the other santri guardians present for some new programs . Me and Mas Albi were caught between the impromptu meeting .

“ Thank God , finally can come out . “ said me . I leaned my body against the wall , pushed my feet and massaged slowly . From earlier my feet cram, too long sitting with his feet squeezed .

We just got out of ndalem . It was also thanks to the guardian of the santri who requested permission to withdraw first .

“ Salwa . What is he like ? “ Ask Mas Albi . I knew he would ask that . She also has the right to know, especially Abah Salwa herself who proposed directly to her daughter .

“ Beautiful, good . I must have liked him . “ Answer me .

I glanced at him . He was cross-legged beside me, but the mind was imagining Salwa . The name he had just heard and could instantly tease his mind .

What is it like an adult man who begins to fall in love . So easy , even though he did not know how the woman.

What my Mas would be like Qois . When he hears the name of his beloved his heart will tremble . Who when he saw it later he could not turn his eyes again . Which when he was with her later, even the universe was no longer a barrier to his love .

And when that time comes will I lose her ?

Our name is adrift in the legendary story . Layla and Qois . But he's not my Majnun. He's Qois, and will be Qois only .

I sighed, the night breeze was seeping in my pore . It's almost late at night, but the cottage is still crowded with the santri who are partly with his guardian . Some of them were already there who began to say goodbye, as again someone decided to stay and head to the hall that was at the end of the cottage building.

“ I came home yes nduk . It's been night “ said Mas Albi, he saw his watch.

“ Ndak Nginep ? “ Ask me again .

He shook slowly . He also looks tired, but still trying to hold it . Looking at me is clear .

“ When – anytime . Soon, you will also be on vacation again . Another month is a holiday . “ Answer .

I know , she can't I woo anymore . I bulldozed, hiding my frustration . While he was seen packing, confirming the location of his jeans jacket which was from lowering slightly to his shoulder . Lowering the bottom-end pants that he had folded small . And started using her black socks that she took off when going to pray isya’ .

“ Salim sek ,” he said by sticking out his hand

Still with a manyun I received a helping hand . Only a moment like this can I kiss the back of his hand . After that she gurgled around my head .

“ Home yes Nduk . Learn sing tenan . Ereng pesene Ojo's father dating ." Word .

I looked up the head . Looking at her already standing up, get ready to go .

I have absolutely no thoughts of a boyfriend, even a boy friend can count fingers . No more than five . But dad and others think I like dating .

It all started yesterday's holiday . I'm not too concerned with the world of social media is surprised by the number of new numbers dropped by my WhatsApp, the majority of which are men and my father's apes immediately who know it . I don't know where they got it .

“ Yes . I won't be dating either. “ Reply me .

I confirmed it . Make Mas Albi open, what's funny ? I don't know either .

Mas Albi looked at me with a smile . I always feel shady when I see his smile, there is a shield in it. As if ready to protect myself even fortify me from another charming smile .

“ Yes wes nduk . Mas pamit . “ pamitnya once again .

I nodded . Stand up and follow behind him . Take her up to our car and then disappear leaving me alone .

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