We are Santri Not Artists

Episodes 154. The One Waiting Has Arrived.

All the band members were silent with the presence of Hafsah who had stood before the Mufti. While the Band members who had protested with the Mufti decision shook their heads with their right hand touching their forehead after that he lowered his focus back to approach the Mufti.

" Muf, no, Muf! You certainly can't follow the will of this obscure girl! Think of the fate of our band, Muf!" said the Band members with a jolt trying to resuscitate the Mufti to be willing to side with them.

" Your band will not be destroyed, I promise you," Hafsah began to speak out hoping that all of Mufti's friends would make a confession.

" Huft, you promise not to destroy our band, huh? Think with the brain! What people think of us! You are a sly girl! You have made Mufti affected with your sweet words! " the jolt of the Band members brought his face closer to Hafsah with a hand pointing at Hafsah his eyes showed how hateful he was with Hafsah.

Hafsah felt a little fragile with the jolt given by the band members. Not accepting his friend's treatment of Hafsah, the Mufti pushed his friend slowly away from Hafsah's face.

" Selow, man. You don't have to be rude to a girl. Before asking permission from you guys, I'm the same Hafsah has talked about this professionally and we have broken up to restore the name of the Syubban team as before. " Muftis.

The Band member was very keen on his gaze to the Mufti and Hafsah with a small laugh of disbelief he was very disappointed in the Mufti.

" Are you crazy, Muf? Time you horrified the rich chick she. You don't think about us later? Well, you're selfish, Muf. "members of the band.

" Mufti, you why, anyway? Why did you suddenly turn gini rich? Don't you get pellets with him. Heh! Cunning girl, I'm telling you, lo! Lo apa Mufti? " the other band members were also unhappy with the presence of Hafsah which had made the Mufti turn 180 degrees.

" Astagfirullah, you don't just talk! I can't possibly say such a rich thing, "Hafsah but his words were only considered wind by the Band members.

" What do you want now, come on, Haf! We need to get to the boarding school before the Syubban team leaves for the boarding school, " Mufti.

" Yes, come!" Hafsah nodded his head.

The Mufti and Hafsah went out of the Mufti's usual headquarters with his Band members. All members of the band can only be silent even though there is one member who tried to stop the Mufti's steps.

The disappointed and angry faces were clearly visible on them. They were very much unexpected about what they thought was "crazy" and that would be done by the Mufti. Though from the beginning his dream always wanted to be a famous Band boy with a destroyed Syubban team. But what all Mufti friends see is contrary to the original nature of the Mufti.

Hafsah continued to follow the Mufti all the way to his bike. At once the Mufti flicked his steps with a puzzled expression to Hafsah.

" Lo what? Lo motor, where? " ask the Mufti to Hafsah who is standing right in front of him who is already sitting on the bike.

" I don't bring a motorcycle, Brother Hamdi can't I drive because of yesterday's collision." replied Hafsah with a soft voice far different when he spoke early to meet the Mufti.

" Emang lo here on what? " ask Mufti.

" Ride the ojek online, " answered Hafsah briefly.

" Yes pesen again, so it's complicated, "The mufti is so cute and turned his face at the end of his sentence.

Seeing the nature of the Mufti that is very cold makes Hafsah very furious that he wanted to feel like he was squeezing the Mufti, the expression was very clearly visible on the beautiful face of Hafsah.

" Truly a guy, make high blood. That time is insensitive, anyway? Erghhh.. Very nervous. Watch out for you, you ice cube! " Hafsah in his mind stared intently at the Mufti who was still before him.

The mufti turned towards Hafsah who was clearly looking at him.

" hey! Hello, lo why? Look I'm that rich, never seen a handsome guy and as cool as me?" The mufti.

" Ish, how cute are you! Go out alone! Speaking to the Syubban team himself, "Hafsah began to get upset and vent his anger.

The mufti who saw the incident even laughed looking at Hafsah who was still sitting while cleaning his hands.

" Don't laugh at you! " Hafsah was increasingly upset by what the Mufti was doing.

Though still laughing, Mufti got up from his motorbike to approach Hafsah and help him stand up.

" Here, I help, "Mufti.

Hafsah looked up at the Mufti's palm that was given to him. After a long time, the Mufti was very impatient and immediately woke up Hafsah.

" Come, we need to hurry to the boarding school to get the Syubban team home." The mufti.

" Yes, come on, " Hafsah.

Finally the Mufti wants to shake Hafsah to go to the boarding school Nurul Qadim immediately.

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The day of return that all the santri had been waiting for had finally arrived. The happy faces were clearly visible to the santri who were ready to go home.

All of Ustadz and Kyai are also happy to see their very happy students. One by one the vehicles get into the boarding school to pick up their son.

The pesantren yard began to be crowded filled with vehicles.

The santri whose house is near and still around east Java were picked up by their parents. And for santri-santri whose residence is far away has been provided buses that are deliberately ordered to deliver them safely.

Azmi was ready with her black suitcase, a clean white peci with a santri coat and a maroon jacket slightly combined with black and wearing a dark brown glove. Azmi still looked at the santri-santri who were hugging their parents.

It was a very exciting sight especially when Azmi saw Aban and who was hugging her father tightly. Likewise when he saw Rifki who was kissed on his forehead by his father. A small smile on Azmi's face saw her friends reunited with their parents.

The big buses came in and were ready to take the students home. The shouts of the bus driver were heard by Azmi and made her turn towards the driver. With his slow steps Azmi walked alone approaching the bus that had been parked in the pesantren yard next to the cars that were none other than the family vehicles of the students.

" Where are you going, deck? " ask the driver to Azmi who is standing in front of him.

" To Blitar, sir," Azmi replied with hospitality.

" Away too, huh? Great of you, if that's good. I'll escort you safely to your destination, please board, "driver.

Azmi smiled and nodded her head her footsteps suddenly came to a halt as she heard the Mufti's cry calling her name.

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