We are Santri Not Artists

Episodes 159. Nginap First.

After the problems that have haunted the Syubban team and Nurul Qadim boarding school on a meaningful night and will always be remembered by members of Syubban. Their faces looked extremely exhausted with tired bodies walking in slow footsteps. They all walked together towards Kyai's car and Ustadz Mustafa's.

Some worshippers had given praise to them and apologies were heard many times on the ears of all members of the Syrian who had stood near the car Kyai and Ustadz Mustafa who were next to prepare to return to the boarding house.

The Shubban team could only smile and nod at the worshippers who were endlessly giving them praise and apologizing to them until Kyai, Ustadz Mustafa, Hamdi, Hafsah and the Mufti came to their aid from the crowd.

" Assalamualaikum, "Kyai approached the worshippers.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, "answer everything.

" This why haven't you come home yet? Please everyone come home soon because it is getting late and my students are also willing to rest" explained Kyai.

" Kyai, I want that song who made it, huh? Very good I like, I have also uploaded in my stroy, a lot of comments, they all like." jama'ah 1.

" Yes, banar. Well, prepare the Muslim prophet to be famous, "jama'ah 2.

All worshippers commended members of the Syubban. While Hafsah and the Mufti who stood next to each other could not speak to see the members of the Syubban who were again mobbed by residents. Hamdi and Ustadz Mustafa also tried to appease worshippers.

" Thank God, it's all because of their hard work. I ask you to give them a break, we want to go home." said Kyai.

Finally, all the pilgrims would step aside to give way so that they could all go home.

...*****...

Arrived at a very quiet boarding school. Everyone went to the mosque to sit down and talk for a while.

Their faces did look dull because they were so tired of seeing the right wall clock at 12 hours less.

Azmi rubbed her face and saw her reddened eyes and she yawned covering her mouth with her right hand. Azmi was very tired and leaned his head against Aban's shoulder next to her.

Aban received the head of Azmi who leaned on his shoulder to see the eyes of Azmi who was not strong enough to be literate.

" Thank God, our team is finally back to what it used to be, " Ahkam.

" Yes, mas. After receiving many insults, the Muslim Syubbanul returned to jaya," Udin continued.

" We have to thank Azmi a lot, if there is no him, will not be rich gini us tonight, "Ali.

" Eh, no, mas. It's my job to solve this team problem. This is not because of me, because because of the hard work of all of us, "obviously Azmi raised her head from the shoulder of Aban to make everyone more amazed and proud of Azmi.

Kyai and Ustadz Mustafa came with the Mufti, Hafsah and Hamdi who brought water for the members of the Shubban. Seeing that there was Kyai, all the members of the Syubban allowed their seats and bowed their heads.

The Mufti and Hafsah both distributed water to the members of the Shubban. Azmi smiled as the Mufti gave her some water.

" Thank you, mas. " said Azmi.

" Yoi, Mi" replied the Mufti.

" I am very proud of you, this problem can be solved because you all never give up whatever the circumstances are. " Kyeah.

" I'm also very amazed, moreover your song is very good and it's very different from the others. " Ustadz Mustafa's.

" Yes, lo. I love the song you guys sang, who did it? " ask Hamdi.

" Am Ahkam, mas." Azmi replied pointing at Ahkam.

" Well, great you are, Kam. That's great, go on, yeah! You guys can make a lot of songs like that, "Hamdi.

" Actually it's just the words in my Diary book, continue Azmi kepo and take my book that way. Azmi says it's good for the song, and we work together for the tone because I, Azmi and Aban quite understand about music and the whole team hasroh already proficient playing the song, " explained Ahkam.

" Well, steady you guys. I always use other people's songs never mind for your rich song, "praise Mufti.

" Thank God, this is all thanks to our hard work, yes, mas, "Azmi turned towards Ahkam.

" Yes, thank God, " Ahkam.

" It's a lonely boarding school, huh? You guys want to sleep here? Seriously, you look. " Hafsah holding his neck shows he was creepy to see the atmosphere of the pesantren which is very quiet and dark.

" If so I just do it here, brother we sleep here, yes. Same them. " Muftis.

" Emmm, "Ustadz Mustafa still thinks.

" Well, if you want Mufti and Ustadz Mustafa can stay here, me and the driver will sleep here, too" Kyai.

" I am the same as Hafsah pamit Kyai, everyone. It's been a really good night, "Hamdi.

" Good, careful Hamdi, "Kyai.

Hamdi nodded and immediately reached Kyai with Hafsah to return home. The Mufti's sharp gaze on Hafsah made Hafsah look nervous.

" Keep the eyes of the mas, worried about him until rich so, "the reprimand of Azmi who is next to him.

" huh? Yes, yes, "The Mufti immediately turned his face away.

" Be careful, Mr. Hamdi, " said Ahkam followed by several other members.

Because Hamdi was already in his car with Hafsah he only replied with a smile and a nod as well as a thumbs up he was pointing.

Hamdi started walking out of the pesantren which was very quiet and a little dark.

" Yes, now that you rest, no one talking should go straight to sleep." Kyai.

" Good Kyai" replied the Syrian.

" Where are Mustafa and Mufti going to sleep? Would you like to accompany me or with them?" ask Kyai.

" I'm the same as them Kyai, let my brother accompany Kyai, right, Brother? " Muftis.

" It's okay, it's up to you me, Mus. Where do I want the same driver, "Kyai.

" I was in the room of Ustadz Abdullah only Kyai, the room was also close to the room of Kyai, "Ustadz Mustafa.

" All right then, come on. You remember going straight to bed, "Kyai.

" Good Kyai, " replied the Syrian.

" Assalamualaikum, " Kyai followed by Ustadz Mustafa.

" Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, "reply to all members of the Shubban.

" Come, you're the same. We're just four of us in the room" Ahkam asked.

" Oh, okay, come on, "Mufti.

They all started to step towards their rooms leaving the very quiet and sudden boarding road.

Bruackk....

The voice greatly shocked all of them and instantly their steps came to a halt.

" I'm opo, man? I was goosebumps, "Udin approached the Word his expression was very frightened.

" Ih, I'm also suddenly not good at gini, huh? Lest this dipesantren have ghosts, "The Word even more afraid.

" Have not been afraid of being rich, maybe it's a ghost. We are positive thinking." said Ali.

" Read the prayer, let there be no ghosts. You see, I hear this, that, ex.. " Muhklis made matters even more sinister with his flat and serious expression.

" What was it, mas? " ask Aban enthusiastically.

" Hushhh, don't talk rich. I'm afraid, don't believe the same. " Muftis.

" Don't be afraid of ghosts, mas. We can read the Quran anyways in our pesantren it is protected." Azchem.

" That's right, Azmi. Come on, let's go to the room, " Ahkam.

They all started to step back into their rooms and immediately went to sleep remembering the increasingly night time.

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