We are Santri Not Artists

Episodes 132. Staying Patient.

The santri felt cold sweat looking at the faces of their testers who looked resolute especially for the 11th and 12th grades tested directly by Kyai, The limp Ali tried to answer Kyai's question correctly as did the other students. They all did not want to repeat the book lessons they had completed for a year.

Although the novice class testers were Ahkam, Azmi and Aban did not dare to mess around they were very serious. Azmi very firmly answered even though sometimes he was also a little stammered because of nervousness and had forgotten. Ahkam did his job well he was professional with his authoritative attitude he tested all the novice santri to completion.

" Thank God, the test is over. Pretty good, like Kyai said, the value will be told after the completion of this camping event which is done 3 days. You just pray that you can graduate and next year you can take the class to the beginning, a success for all of you! Barakallah, that's all I said, assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, " Ahkam has completed his task and wants to return to his place.

" Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatulahi wabarakatuh, "answer everything.

" Alhamdulillah, it ends. " Rifki while placing his hand on his chest.

" May we all graduate and next year we can continue to learn the book, "Azmi.

" Aamiin, "say everyone but Zakir.

" Hopefully, Azmi did not pass, aamiin." said Zakir casually staring sharp at Azmi at a glance and turned back.

" What do you mean, Kir? You're so mean, anyway? Wanting Azmi not to pass, "the jolt of Rifki approached Zakir.

" Zakir, you do not remember what Mr. Ustadz Ridwan said, every prayer we said, there are angels who heard and angels guaranteed our prayers while saying: Aamiin, for you too. So you can not Kir, doain a bad person, " clearly Azmi his firm voice does not move the heart of Zakir who looks very hate him.

" I'm sure Azmi must have passed, you had no wrong knock Mi, from the Ahkam mas. So you must pass, Mi" said Aban to put his hand on Azmi's shoulder.

" Aamiin, thanks Ban, "Azmi with her sweet smile.

" Yes, yeah, yeah! Keep on thinking about these hypocrites. I'm confused, same you guys. What do you see from the rich man? The rich man he is usually just caper to everyone so that he is praised. Isn't that right, Azmi? Oh, hahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! " said Zakir he also pushed Azmi's arm hard.

Azmi tried to hold back her emotions while sighing. Another case with Rifki who was already very angry and pulled the collar Zakir shirt.

" Don't say it, Kir! Azmi is not rich! I used to eat the same thing you said about Azmi was a thief. But now it won't! I will always side with my best friend! " Rifki continued to clasp tightly the collar of Zakir's shirt with both hands and also brought his face closer.

Azmi immediately took off Rifki's hand from Zakir's collar and tried to calm him down.

" Mi, what don't you hear? Zakir has spoken of you!" Rifki who did not receive when Azmi passed it.

Azmi looked at Zakir who was also lazy to be there he just went to rest into the tent.

" Why, huh? Do you think with emotion everything can be solved? With you being so rich, can Zakir change to not hate me?" Azmi with her calm and calm voice made Rifki start to shut up and understand.

Rifki turned towards Azmi and nodded slowly.

" Yes Mi, you're right, "Rifki.

" Azmi, you calm down. I'm the same Helmi will try to make Zakir aware. I was also confused as to why Zakir could hate you, "Sihin.

" From entering the cottage, Zakir did not like Mi, same style you, maybe he envied times, because you are more handsome than him. You're also a lot of friends, "Helmi.

Azmi chuckles at all the words of Sihin and Helmi that are very serious.

" Isecure tuh the Zakir, even though he is handsome also lo, you are all also handsome, "Azmi.

" Seriously Mi, am I handsome, huh?" rifki asked a very serious look at Azmi who even laughed a little.

" Yes, that's it, you're all handsome, if that beauty is for a girl, "Azmi.

Hearing all that Rifki did not become proud and the others continued to laugh looking at Rifki's disappointed face.

" Hope all santri immediately wudhu because soon enter the sublime time. Immediately march and Ustadz Abdullah will show you the way to ablution! " said Ustadz Ridwan with his speakers.

The santri quickly scattered from their resting place into the ranks according to the direction of Ustadz Abdullah.

" No one walks alone, yes, "Kyai.

" Good Kyai, " said all the santri.

" Come, follow Ustadz, "Ustadz Abdullah begins to step towards the ablution that is already available there.

" God, beautiful, " said Rifki his eyes turned forward, left and right enjoying the beautiful scenery as well as other students.

Zakir who did not like the slow path of his friends just attacked and deliberately nudged Azmi so that Azmi could not keep the balance of his hands related to the thorns of a tree to let out a lot of blood his head was also hit in a big tree.

Aban and Rifki immediately stopped stepping and approached Azmi.

" Mi, don't you papa, Mi? " ask Aban who was worried to see Azmi grimacing in pain holding her hand.

" No, no papa, " replied Azmi slowly hiding her bleeding hand.

" Zakir really, yeah. I already know the condition of the path of many gini-rich trees, he still nyenggol you, "Rifki.

" Here, no papa," Azmi calmed down.

" Azmi, Aban, Rifki, let's go! The hunt was left behind, " said Ahkam who saw them.

" Yes, " cried Aban.

" Oh, come on, hunt we lose track, "Azmi.

Aban and Rifki nodded as they sped up their steps chasing the line.

Arriving at the destination looks a very clear water source in the form of jetting not only that there is also a bathroom that is already available directly to make it easier for people who are camping or just a picnic there.

" Age is getting cooler, the campers already have a bathroom, "Aban.

" Yes, yes, Ban, back then there was no rich beginning lo, "Rifki.

" Such a row, come cepetan wudhu, "Azmi immediately stood next to Zakir who was about to berwdhu fold his sleeves.

When Azmi takes off the pecans, Zakir sees Azmi's blue forehead and Azmi's bloody hands.

" Why?" asked Zakir coldly.

" No papa, " replied Azmi briefly.

Azmi immediately cleaned her blood quickly she also immediately put her face on the fountain until her face hit the water that was flowing fast.

Zakir who had been watching Azmi with his cynical gaze also followed the ablution in the fresh water.

The other santri queue at the back knowing the number of pancoran is not too much and the number of santri who are hundreds.

After wudu Azmi put up his peci and stood near the rocks, did not forget Azmi recited the prayer after ablution. Azmi's face looks bright with a little ablution water still there and flowing to make Azmi's face beaming.

Azmi again saw her hand check so that her blood would not come out again.

" Thank God, thankfully it's not coming out anymore. " Azmi looked at her hand that only had scars.

" heh!" said Aban patted Azmi's shoulder made Azmi immediately turn to him.

" Ngagetin aja you Ban, "Azmi.

" Eh Mi, what was your hurry, anyway? It was our wudhu, it was talking itself again here, " said Rifki who stood next to Aban.

" I'm sorry, I just don't want to hang out. That's why I was in such a hurry, "Azmi replied reasoned.

" Come, everything is done, we go back to the place to perform the prayer! " Ustadz Abdullah's.

The santri again marched and walked behind Ustadz Abdullah accidentally Zakir walked next to Azmi with a snide look to Azmi who tried to be friendly even though Zakir almost harmed him.

With a mature peci with a little visible hair and a jacket that folded his hands until showing a little of his white hand Azmi chanted her sholawat with Ahkam and Aban made all the students follow him with enthusiasm make the atmosphere more pleasant.

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