We are Santri Not Artists

Episodes 121. Last Breath.

All the teams of hadroh come forward to swarm Akmal which is covered in continuous flow from the ears, nose and also the mouth of Akmal.

All the santri were worried and they clustered to see Akmal quickly, the Ustadz panicked and Ustadz Abdullah tried to contact the hospital to bring their ambulance because no cars were available at the boarding school.

Ahkam immediately took a glass of water to Akmal hoping that Akmal's body would be healthy again and his pain would be reduced.

" Come Mal, you are strong, let's drink, " said Ahkam in a soft voice giving a glass of water to Akmal who was resting on Azmi who continued to hold the head and body of Akmal who was limp helpless.

" Akmal, survive mas, mas must be strong, "Azmi encouraged Akmal.

" Mal, open your eyes Mal, Mal, Akmal! " alis jolted to Akmal to open his eyes.

Akmal slowly opened his eyes and saw the team of Shubban who was in front of him swarming over him.

" I'm not strong, I'm... Request same... You're... Spirit yes, in training...Make the name of Sholawat Muslim Shubanul known to many people, and I also apologize for all my mistakes, "Akmal his voice trembled he spoke stammeringly looking at one by one his friends.

" Ojo ngono Mal, you must be strong, fight Mal! " Udin could not bear to see his helpless friend.

Akmal was no longer strong, his chest tightened as he coughed and more blood came out of his mouth. Akmal grasped Azmi's hand very tightly.

" Azmi, make this team a success, okay, "Akmal his voice is not too clear but Azmi who is holding it understands spontaneously her eyes begin to glaze over.

" Yes, but Akmal also had to heal, "Azmi held back her crying.

Akmal just smiled and did not answer Azmi so that the sound of siren ambulance sounds entered the boarding school. Quickly and swiftly Ustadz Abdullah and Ustadz Ridwan ran to deliver the two fast-moving Sisters by carrying their palanquins into the Mosque, all the santri aside gave way to them.

" Akmal, open his eyes mas, " said Azmi kept asking Akmal to open his eyes but Akmal was already limp.

" Azmi, help Ustadz, "Ustadz Ridwan asks Azmi for help to put Akmal on a stretcher.

Azmi slowly put Akmal on a stretcher that was ready to be carried by the two male Sisters.

" You stay here first, pray for the best, "Ustadz Ridwan is in a hurry.

The entire santri followed Sister's second steps to see Akmal being carried into the ambulance.

The entire Syubban members also walked quickly to see Akmal being taken, they ran after the ambulance car until the front of the boarding gate.

" Akmal, open your eyes Mal! " aliyah shouted at the ambulance that was away.

The members of the Shubban did not expect such an event to happen, their bodies trembled not strong enough to withstand a very sad and haru feeling especially Ali he was so sad that he sat hard on the ground.

All the Syubban teams cried, Azmi, Ahkam, Aban, and Muhklis covered their faces wiping away their tears. Firman, and Udin sat down on the ground with Ali, who was already very sad they all hoped Akmal was okay.

" Kids, you pray for Akmal, I hope Akmal is okay, "the security guard can't bear to see the Syubban team crying.

As they were about to close the gate, Kyai and Ustadz Mustafa's car arrived at the same time.

" Children's Assalamualaikum, Ustadz Abdullah called me several times but I didn't know it, because I was very worried, so I came here, "Kyai.

Ustadz Mustafa got out of his car.

" Yes Kyai, Ridwan had a chance to contact me, "Ustadz Mustafa.

" I'm sorry before Kyai, Ustadz, Akmal was taken to the hospital, "Ahkam replied in a soft tone as he lowered his body still trembling and saddened by the recent events.

Hearing that Ustadz Mustafa and Kyai became shocked and worried.

" It is better that we enter first the children, we wait for news from Ustadz Ridwan and Ustadz Abdullah, " kyai said to all the members of the Shubban who were still dissolved in their grief with teary eyes began to step with slow footsteps and a slow body.

They began to enter the pesantren to pray together for Akmal to be given salvation.

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The sisters' move immediately brought Akmal with a push mattress followed by Ustadz Ridwan and Ustadz Abdullah who kept asking Akmal to open his eyes.

" Akmal, let's open your eyes, you strong Mal!" Ustadz Abdullah held Akmal's face.

Akmal was brought into the room with the doctor who was ready to examine him.

" I'm sorry sir, wait here" said one of the sisters stopping Ustadz Abdullah's steps after he closed the door to Akmal's room.

" Well, we pray for Akmal, "Ustadz Ridwan calms Ustadz Abdullah's worries, Ustadz Abdullah turns his head and replies with a nod.

Akmal grew limp his chest tightened, leaving him helpless, his hands raised, stopping the Doctor and Sister who were about to touch him to save him.

The doctor stopped at Akmal's request.

Akmal tried to pronounce two sentences of shadah with his lips that can be seen by the Doctor and Sisters even though his voice is not too audible.

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Akmal breathed his last breath, the Doctor quickly checked Akmal's heartbeat many times but unfortunately, Akmal's life could not be saved. The doctor shook his head slowly and asked Sister to cover Akmal's body with a white cloth.

The doctor came out with a sad expression, seeing the doctor who came out, Ustadz Abdullah immediately woke up and approached the Doctet followed by Ustadz Ridwan who also immediately woke up to approach the Doctor.

" How, Doc? " ask Ustadz Abdullah enthusiastically.

" We tried, but fate said otherwise, the patient's life could not be saved, "Doctor in a slow tone.

Ustadz Abdullah and Ustadz Ridwan did not believe it, tears fell from their eyes and soaked their faces, sadness was felt knowing one of the santri was gone for good.

" Innalillahi wa inna 'ilaihi roji'un, "Ustadz Abdullah in his tears he was very sad and his body immediately limp he chose to sit on the bench in order to strengthen himself for what had happened.

" Innalillahi wa inna 'ilaihi roji'un, "Ustadz Ridwan also sat next to Ustadz Abdullah while covering his face that was dissolving in sadness.

The doctor could not say anything more, he was also sad to see Ustadz Abdullah and Ustadz Ridwan who were crying and the Doctor went with slow steps to examine other patients.

" O God, why did You call Akmal at such a young age? Akmal," Ustadz Abdullah could not stop his crying.

And Ustadz Ridwan felt so lost he did not expect Akmal to leave at such a young age.

Ustadz Abdullah's mobile phone rang when he saw Kyai's name, his hands shaking unable to say what happened. Ustadz Abdullah tried to toughen up and wipe away his tears to receive a call from Kyai.

" Ashalamualaikum, Abdullah, what about Akmal? He's fine, right?" kyai asked so worried he also had time to look at the Syrian team who were waiting for news sitting together on the steps of the mosque.

Ustadz Abdullah sighed so that he could say something hard to say.

" Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabaraktuh, Akmal.... Akmal is gone Kyai, "said Ustadz Abdullah his voice was soft and his tears were dripping back unable to hold him and continued to fall down his cheeks.

Kyai's hand shook and he dropped his phone unable to tell this to the Syubban team.

" Innalillahi wa innal ilaihi roji'un, " said Kyai her voice that trembled as she wept feeling a deep sadness for Akmal's loss.

Hearing Kyai say it made Ali and all the Syubban team turn towards Kyai who continued to cry in front of the Mosque while covering his face with both hands.

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