We are Santri Not Artists

Episodes 15. Throw in sandals.

The sky was starting to dark adzan maghrib heard from the pesantren mosque. Azmi who is neat after bathing her face looks very fresh and bright.Azmi with her roommates sit in their beds while answering the adhan.

Azmi's roommates also look fresh and tidy without accidentally they compactly sling the prayer mat on their shoulders and the Qur'an in their right hand.

Adhan maghrib finished, Azmi and her roommate prayed after the adhan. The others had finished praying and rubbed their faces with both of their arms while saying" aamiin". Meanwhile, Azmi looks still solemn praying closed her eyes. Aban who was right beside Azmi put on a surprised face he continued to look at Azmi who prayed long enough.

"Aamiin. "said Azmi finally finished her prayer.

He opened his eyes and saw his friends looking at him.

"What the hell are you guys?.Concerned about me like that, do you know that I am handsome but, do not let it look like it will not move again." said Azmi.

"What the hell are you Mi, we are just surprised to pray what the heck so long ago?. "Aban.

"Yes Azmi, you're usually the fastest of us."Ahkams.

"Gini mas, Ban, said ustadz the most mustajab prayer in the middle of the night when we pray tahajud and after the adhan so, I pray fervently to be accepted quickly."Azchem.

"Ooo yes Mi, if that's why I also want to pray a lot."Abans.

"Good... Azmi, Aban, not only pray yes, but I tell you that we must also try to be accepted quickly because prayer and effort must be balanced."Ahkams.

"Yes, Azmi knows it too."Azchem.

"Eh Azmi, I was wondering what prayer you actually love dong."Mukhla.

"There is a bang, prayer is not good to know."Azmi

"Yes, yeah.. "Mukhlais.

Not long after that the qhamat voice sounded. Azmi, Ahkam, Muhklis, and Aban got up and went together to the Mosque. Not forgetting Muhklis closed the door.

Arriving at the Mosque, they saw the santri who began to close the shaf and ustadz who were ready to imitate. Azmi and her friends immediately follow the line and close the shaf. The santri began to pray jama'ah with solemn prayer.After the prayer maghrib the santri followed the prayer and dhikr was connected with the prayer isya' afterwards.

After they prayed together.Azmi and Aban walk together down from the mosque. Azmi searched for her sandals while, Aban was waiting.See Azmi who was confused Aban approached Azmi.

"Azmi why?.. Sandals you don't see either."Abans.

"Yes, Ban, I put it here and know there's nothing."Azchem.

"But I'm looking for it."Arborea .He also helped find Azmi sandals. The mosque began to desolate .

"Not met."Azchem.

"Neither Mi, it's lonely gini though."Abans.

"Sandal, where are you?. "Azmi was tired and sat on the steps of the mosque.

Suddenly a slipper throw attack hit right on Azmi's head.

"Who the hell doesn't have a job, it's a lot of people."Azmi held her forehead which was hit by a sandal throw quite hard. Aban approached Azmi and looked at the sandals in Azmi's hand.

"Mi, that's your sandal, right."Abans.

Azmi looked at the sandals she was holding.

"Oh yes Ban, which one is."Azchem.

"Well, there is someone who knows you, Azmi."Arborea .

Azmi immediately stood up and shouted at the person who threw the sandal. Aban who was beside Azmi looked at Azmi who looked very emotional.

"Azmi, your forehead is bleeding. "Aban.

"Huh?. Time anyway."Azmi she held her bloody forehead.

"Yes, pantes are sick, who the hell?. Not come out if I won't... "Azmu. Suddenly Zakir and his two friends came laughing at Azmi and threw one Azmi sandal, fortunately Azmi managed to catch.

"You want what Mi?."Zakirs.

"Oh so you're Kir, who knows me ."Azchem.

"Yes, who else." replied Zakir casually.

"Eh Kir, so evil you see Azmi's forehead until you know what, if Azmi's sandals are hard to tenacious."Abans.

Azmi is seen holding her forehead.

"Yes Kir, how could Azmi's forehead bleed that way,"Sihin .

"Well, I'm good at throwing weak Azinya, no."Zakir's face really shows how much he hates Azmi.

Azmi just quietly sighed trying to be patient even though Azmi's eyes were very sharp looking at Zakir and his two friends. Azmi starts putting up her sandals.

"Kir, really you Kir, pity Azmi."Abans.

"Belvin. "Zakiris.

"Udah Ban, not to take care of them we go away just a moment again najai buku, yuk."Azchem.

"But Azmi, they are.....

"Ban, come with me."Azci .Aban followed Azmi.

Azmi and Aban step away from Zakir and his two friends.

Zakir felt astonished that he continued to look at Azmi without blinking.

"Heh Kir, look Azmi up to kayak like that" Helmi.

"No, I'm surprised that Azmi is very patient, usually directly fighting a duel. Though I was so bad lo ,grain him."Zakirs.

"Azmi is patient Kir." replied Sihin.

"Ah, maybe Azmi is lazy just menggeledenin you Kir, we do not know tomorrow what Azmi will do."Helmets.

"Oh yes, maybe he could not stand the pain, said "Zakir.

"Hmmm, that's right ."Helmets.

They laughed Azmi curled up until they finally went to their room.

Azmi and Aban stepped into the room after Azmi washed her forehead which began to be purplish blue due to bruising.

"Assalamualaikum ." said Aban spirit while Azmi limp.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" Ahkam and Muhklis replied.

Ahkam looked at Azmi who kept walking towards her bed holding her forehead and laying herself on the bed.

"Ban, Azmi why?."Ahkams.

"Emmm...

"No papa mas." replied Azmi cutting off Aban's conversation.

Muhklis looked at Azmi and saw Azmi's bruised forehead.

"Eh Azmi, your forehead why?."Muhklists.

"Well... This.... Emm."Azmi sat down unable to answer until finally a voice was heard announcing to the santri immediately to the mosque for the najai kuku.

"Alhamdulillah, naji buku mending naji buku bah lama bang. Yuk Ban, get excited!!!."Azmi got up and took his book and Aban, Ahkam, and Muhklis.

"Ahkam, Muhklis set off with yuk." Akmal's voice rang out in front of the room's wide open door.

"Yes, yeah, yuk."Ahkam approached Akmal.

"Azmi, Aban. "Ahkams.

"Yes first, I'm with Aban."Azmi

"OK, Klis, yuk."Ahkams.

"Yeah, Azmi, Aban first."Taksha .

"Yes bang."Azmi and Aban answered simultaneously.

Ahkam and Muhklis leave with Akmal. They seemed to be talking about something while walking.

Aban saw Azmi holding her forehead and grimacing in pain as she approached Azmi.

"Azmi, you don't have to be right."Abans.

"Udah Ban, no papa really, that man must be strong, yuk."Azchem.

"Well, if you're not papa, yuk."Abans.

Azmi and Aban walked together to the mosque where many students had come to teach the book.