We are Santri Not Artists

Episodes 151. Accidentally Bumped.

The mufti was still daydreaming of Hafsah's words, his face was also still agitated with the sweat seen on his forehead.

" Yes, Muf. The talk of rich girls he still thinks, anyway? " band of 1.

" That's it, Muf. That girl was nobody lo, so you don't need to bother what she was talking about. "band 2 members.

" But the girl was beautiful too, yes, "the Band 3 member with his face smiling happily as if daydreaming of Hafsah's face.

Seeing the behavior of his friend, one of the members hit hard on his shoulder so that his friend is aware and does not imagine the face of Hafsah.

" What the hell, you guys? Who else thinks a girl's talk isn't obviously rich?" Mufti with an annoyed face to his friend at a glance he looked at the faces of his friends and turned back his face.

" Beware of your karma, Muf. I think the girl had a point, we've done a loser act by making the hoax news, " band 3 members are seen defending Hafsah rather than his friends are indeed the most innocent and good child than his other friends.

" So lo, defend him more, huh? You're saying what we do is a loser? " The Mufti began to get angry and stared intently at the Band 3 member who was very innocent shaking his head trying to explain the right thing to the Mufti.

" Of this, son. Lo ngebelain the village's tambourine children? " ask the members of Band 1.

" No, but if the girls really tell the truth, what? " reply to Band 3 members.

" Agh! Udahlah, you do not need to think about things that are impossible to do weak women rich him. Come on, let's unplug! I'm so tired, right!" The mufti.

All of the Mufti's friends could only nod following the Mufti's orders which clearly seemed to be the face of his emotions.

In running his motorbike, Mufti still daydreams Hafsah words that continue in his brain make him not calm and very angry without control he drove his motorbike and hit a woman. The woman was none other than Hafsah, after being hit by the Mufti, Hafsah looked very limp he was crushed by his motorbike.

While the Mufti who also hit the road very hard felt very weak and could not get up he immediately asked his friends who stopped to help Hafsah.

" Well! Don't shut up! Help, girls!" the Mufti shouted trying to get up.

With a Mufti shout, the three friends immediately wanted to help Hafsah but Hafsah who was fed up with seeing their faces refused to be helped.

" hey! Don't you dare hold me! I can wake up on my own, please help your haughty friends!" jolt Hafsah to all Mufti friends.

" You sure can stand up! We all see that the Mufti has hit you hard, " said one member to see the condition of Hafsah who was already weak.

" No! I can, you guys don't bother nolongin me! " Hafsa.

Hafsah tries to wake his motorbike while Mufti's friends help the Mufti to get up slowly. The Mufti's view is very focused on Hafsah who tried to wake up slowly to see the condition of the road that has been quiet especially on the road of a village that is usually passed by Hafsah.

With great difficulty, but Hafsah still could not lift his bike that had squeezed both legs. His already badly injured hand was not strong enough to lift his motor. Hafsah grimaced in pain and tried to keep getting up but his limp state did not support him.

" Udah, I don't papa, "Mufti he asked that his friends not hold it.

" Well, you don't papa, Muf? Wanna what? " ask the members of Band 1.

" You guys just shut up, wait here, okay! " Muftis.

Finally, the Mufti's friends were willing to obey the Mufti's order to be quiet and wait for them there. Without further ado, the Mufti lifted the Hafsah motor from Hafsah's overstretched legs. Hafsah could only see with a face still upset given the Mufti's behavior towards him.

Hafsah tried to stand but his legs were already injured and it was difficult to stand. The mufti who knew about it immediately gave his hand. Seeing the Mufti's hand, Hafsah was silent his eyes looked at the Mufti whose face was also injured as soon as Hafsah turned his face he was still very angry at the Mufti's behavior.

After continuing to try, it is true, Hafsah still could not get up he again looked towards the Mufti who still gave his hand with a forced face, he was forced to look back at the Mufti, Hafsah wanted to hold the Mufti's hand to stand up and then he took it off just trying to endure the pain.

" Mufti, you're so mean, aren't you? I just want to save the son of Syubban but you even hit me rich gini. You want to fuck me, right? " said Hafsah with anger his gaze was also very sharp to the Mufti.

Mufti shook his head he tried to talk to Hafsah.

" No, i.. Ahem, I accidentally bumped, lo. "the Mufti replied trying to talk to Hafsah who was already very angry and clearly visible on the look on the face of Hafsah who was reluctant to look at the Mufti.

" I don't understand you anymore, Muf! What the hell, you got in mind? You're selfish, Muf! You only think about yourself, you never think about the consequences and suffering of those you have hurt! " said Hafsah, his eyes glazed over but he still tried to be firm with the Mufti.

The mufti kept shaking his head wanting to explain that he accidentally hit Hafsah hard. Hafsah looked back at the Mufti inside.

" It's up to you now, Muf. The important thing is that I tell you what is right and what is wrong. You need to be able to think about others, not just yourself! " hafsah said pointing to the Mufti and then he tried to walk even though his legs were limping.

The mufti still wanted to explain he was walking slowly towards Hafsah.

" Hafsah, Hafsah! I'm sorry to have hit you, but I accidentally said, "the Mufti kept approaching Hafsah.

But Hafsah has refused to speak even though he sometimes still looks at the Mufti.

" Haf, you're still injured, let me take it first, later if you..." The mufti.

" I can still drive, don't care, "Hafsah he started to turn on the bike and run the bike.

" Hafsa! I'm sorry, Haf! " the Mufti shouted back to Hafsah who continued walking.

The Mufti's friends were perplexed by the Mufti's manner of looking at each other and slowly began to approach the Mufti.

The mufti held his forehead with his bowed head he was confused as to what he should be now.

" Muf, are you all right, Muf? " ask the members of Band 1.

" That's it, Muf. You hit him by accident, right? " band of 2.

" But why did you hit him, Muf? Lo dreamy? " ask the Band 3 members.

The mufti rubbed his face and turned towards his friends who put on their worried faces.

" I don't papa, I want to go home to my house, "Mufti he just went to the bike.

" To my house? " band 1 members with confused feelings.

" Isn't he angry anymore huh, same Big Brother? " band of 2.

" Here you go, we don't have to think about it, let's go back, "band 3 members.

Slowly Mufti and his friends drove their motorcycles on the streets of the night that had been deserted there were only a few vehicles that passed by and on the other hand Hafsah's tears fell when he was still driving trying to endure the pain.

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