We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 145 When Can It Change?

Ustadz Mustafa continued to drive along the deserted road with his tired body condition not only tired body he was also very tired of mind. While driving, Ustadz Mustafa continued to hold his forehead, sighing and hesitating for what his own brother did.

The residence of Ustadz Mustafa was quite far from there, he accidentally saw faces that were familiar to him. Yeah, it was the band kids hanging out at their regular base there and they were laughing happily, on their late night solace.

Without thinking, Ustadz Mustafa stopped his car and immediately got out of the car walking with a very angry state of wanting to approach the Mufti.

" Where is the Mufti? " ask Ustadz Mustafa to a Band boy who was talking to his friend.

Seeing the anger of Ustadz Mustafa made the Band's son tremble slightly in fear and told the Mufti whereabouts.

" It's in the bang, " replied the Band boy.

Without further ado Ustadz Mustafa immediately entered the headquarters of the Band's children to meet the Mufti. And sure enough the Mufti was enjoying his victory with the video that had been spread, the Mufti felt very happy without knowing his brother was already behind him.

" Steady, I'm sure the village boys are now crying," son Band 1.

There were 2 Mufti friends who were with him with joy painted on their innocent faces.

" True, they must be embarrassed, I also got word that they've been beaten the same mother-and-mom, "boy Band 2.

" Seriously, lo? " ask Mufti in shock staring at the focus of the Band 2 members.

" Yes seriously, " replied Band 2.

Mufti looks happy he pinned his sneaky smile while continuing to see the results of his posts.

" Good, now they know who I am? " Muftis.

" Because of this too, the name of our band is famous and soon we will get a job bro, "band 1 child.

The more happy they are until they continue to laugh to celebrate the victory that they think that the members of the Syubban have been hatched and lost spirit.

Can't stand the bad behavior of his sister anymore, Ustadz Mustafa went straight to the Mufti and stood right in front of the Mufti making the laughing Mufti with his head slightly lowered in surprise when he saw his Brother who was already in front of him.

" Wake up, Muf! " ustadz Mustafa's orders of anger were very evident on his face.

The two Mufti friends can't do anything they silent a thousand languages.

" You guys happy with what you're doing? " ask Ustadz Mustafa to the Mufti and his two friends.

The two bandmates were terrified and reluctant to answer but their views were very cynical to Ustadz Mustafa.

The mufti lazily listened to his brother, he got up from his seat and immediately stepped out of the room. Before stepping away Ustadz Mustafa shook his head and stared intently at the two Mufti friends who were also staring at him.

" Muf, Mufti!" yelled Ustadz Mustafa to the Mufti who was getting faster.

" Sister ask you to stop, Muf! " strongly shouted Ustadz Mustafa who stopped the Mufti's steps.

His face was still unpleasant, he felt compelled to stop his steps. Ustadz Mustafa continued to step toward the Mufti and stood right in front of him.

" What do you want? Why do you do that same thing with the students Brother? " push Ustadz Mustafa with a loud tone.

" answer! Big brother is so embarrassed to have your rich brother, ngefidnah rich man that is not true at all! It's just the same guy who doesn't have a heart!" back to Ustadz Mustafa.

Mufti was silent again with a lazy face he did not want to answer his brother.

" Mufti, why are you? Come on, answer all the questions Brother, come on! " the jolt of Ustadz Mustafa continued to shake his sister's body.

" Okay, okay!" mufti joltted back with a very upset feeling to take off his brother's tight grip.

" I don't like them! I don't like them being known by so many people and I think they're all just trying to be famous! " the Mufti said occasionally he dared to point towards his brother's face.

Ustadz Mustafa did not expect his brother to be like this, he was very sad after rubbing his face hard he again looked at the Mufti inside.

" Why have you never appreciated them? They are great, they are not easy to give up, and their performance is always good, never disappointing! " Ustadz Mustafa's.

" Praise them, you always defend them, and, have you ever supported your own little sister?" mufti said with a clear anger on his face that was very focused on looking hard at Ustadz Mustafa.

" Sister just wants you to now delete the video, and say that all this is just a slander from you for them! " Ustadz Mustafa's.

The mufti smiled cunningly and turned his back to Ustadz Mustafa.

" It's so easy to say that rich, as long as you know, that little boy really hit me. How brave he was, to hit someone older than him. " Muftis.

" He's doing it because you're wrong, Muf! You also wronged him, " replied Ustadz Mustafa.

" Yes, yes, again belain them. " The mufti turned his body back to face his brother.

" Sister is indeed their defense, because they are right! And you're on the wrong path, Muf!" Ustadz Mustafa's.

" I've never been right in your eyes! Rebana village is not clear origin, can be outside them calm but we never know how rich they are inside. I'm sure they're just weak people, don't deserve to be famous for their junk music! mufti said just like that which made Ustadz Mustafa more angry at the same time class.

One hard slap he slapped on Mufti's face until his face was pushed hard to the left departing from the right face on the hard slap of his brother.

The sound of the slap was heard loudly up to the Mufti friends who were outside the headquarters making them shocked and stood their gaze towards the Mufti and Ustadz Mustafa.

The Mufti increasingly could not believe his own brother had slapped him so hard that his face was red, the Mufti was still bowed from the slap that his brother had humiliated him in the presence of all his friends.

" You don't deserve to say anything bad to them! You never know the kindness, innocence and patience of children who you always underestimate! " said Ustadz Mustafa.

With his hand still holding his right face he raised his head and stared intently at his brother.

Before saying that the Mufti chuckled along with a loud sigh and turned his face away. The mufti looked back at his brother.

" Just because of them, you dare slap me! Now I know, if you never have the same affection as me! Oh, honey, keep going, no! Sneaky children who have brainwashed you!" Mufti he had brought himself closer to Ustadz Mustafa and memamdang band friends who were standing up earlier witnessed the debate and Ustadz Mustafa.

Without saying another word, Mufti ran towards his bike he immediately pressed his bike very fast leaving Ustadz Mustafa who had shouted at him.

" Muftis! Why do you always not understand? When can you change? " said Ustadz Mustafa put his hand on his forehead already no longer know what to do with his sister.

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