We are Santri Not Artists

Episodes 178. The Terrible Accident

Ba'da maghrib was already reverberating, Azmi along with her family immediately canceled the fast with a cold and sweet drink that is ice fruit that is given sweetened condensed milk. One by one Ummi gave the ice to Abah and her three children.

" Alhamdulillah, suun Ummi, " said Azmi received the fruit ice with both hands.

" Nggih, let's eat this first continue to pray Maghrib congregation just eat rice, " Ummi.

" Ummi, don't eat rice just pray, "Naufal.

" Eat this alone, end this is already full, if too full of prayer so not especially later, " replied Ummi.

" Yes le, the sunnya kanjeng the prophet of opo? Eat before hunger and stop before fullness, " continued Abah.

" When Deck, Naufal is different. Eat when not hungry and stop when the stomach bloated and not strong enter again, "Azmi speech that makes everyone laugh except Naufal.

" It was not me, Mas Azmi himself at most, "Naufal did not accept.

" Mas Azmi was following najeng nabi'e, "Azmi replied scooping the fruit ice.

" Already, if you eat can not say, " said Rara who was tired of seeing the two Masnya arguing.

" Hear that, Rara's deck is smart, "Ummi.

Azmi and Naufal smiled and went back to eating the delicious, cold, and sweet ice fruit together.

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Not with the Azmi family full of joy like a house of heaven, the house of Ustadz Musfafa is very quiet there is only him and his aides who are preparing food for him.

" Let's eat, Den." maid.

" Yes, Bi. Auntie ate here too, yeah. Follow me, "Ustadz Mustafa.

" But Den, this is the dining table, Den. Aunty has no right to eat at her employer's dining table Auntie, "maid.

" What's wrong, Bi? My aunt already thinks of me as my own mother, let's have a meal with me, "Ustadz Mustafa.

" Yes already, Den. Aunty eats here, "Ustadz's maid finally opens with him.

" Mufti, Mufti, why hasn't he come home yet? Where did the boy open? " Ustadz Mustafa was worried about his sister who never came home.

" Where did Den Mufti go, Den? Sorry if I was presumptuous, Auntie didn't mean to interfere, "maid.

Ustadz Mustafa chuckled softly at his maid.

" No papa, Bi. I'm sorry for what the Mufti said to Aunt, she's angry and I don't know where she's going either" Ustadz Mustafa.

" Yes, God. Den Mufti ran away, where will he open? Poor Den Mufti, Den must immediately find him, "helper.

" Yes Bi, later I immediately find him I have also asked my friends for help. May the Mufti be well" Ustadz Mustafa.

" Aamiin, yes, Den. Hopefully Den Mufti is also open now, "helper.

" Aamiin, "Ustadz Mustafa nodded and smiled he very much wished the Mufti well and could break his fast somewhere he was now, Ustadz Mustafa just kept praying he always wanted the best for his only brother.

Mufti turned out to have broken open at the food stall that looks a lot of people also choose to open there.

" Good thing I bring money, if I don't want to go home? Want to put where my face, "the Mufti's ringing after paying for his food now he just thinks where he should be now in the atmosphere of breaking the fast is very crowded.

Mufti's eyes focused on seeing the many people who eat with their family, friends or even their partners, unlike him, who was hanging out walking alone.

The mufti kept going until he sat on his cool ninja bike holding his black bag.

" Gini is my fate, almost 6 years old my parents were never on my side to eat one rich table they. I'm so sorry to see them, my life is rich is useless, " Mufti said his eyes began to glaze over after looking down for a while.

" Guranghhh!!" The mufti shouted while putting both hands on his face and facing back to the front.

" I cried, "The Mufti sighed loudly.

" Here it is, there is no point in me being sad rich gini," Mufti finally he put on his helmet, turned on his motorbike and began to drive even though he did not know where to go.

The mufti continued to drive his motorcycle until he reached a mosque even though he thought for a moment the Mufti finally chose to pray and rest there.

After the prayers of taraweh and tadarus Azmi surrounded by many pilgrims who want to take pictures with him. Azmi kindly gave her smile and wanted to take pictures with the citizens both young and parents, Azmi still keep her adab and she also keep her eyes from the non-mahram.

When everyone went to Azmi hysterically far away as Aisyah who had seen the incident where Azmi was praised by many people.

" Shah, we're taking pictures too, yuk." asked Fitri.

" Heh, Aisha. Realize, he has gone viral, many people who already know him. Azmi is handsome, the voice is Masya Allah again, come on, Shah. Moreover, he's our friend, surely he wants." invite again Fitri he looks very eager to join asking for photos with Azmi.

" No, no. Your friend only once," Aisyah remained tight-lipped by turning her face away.

" That's enough, come on, Bah." Azmi takes Abah and her sister home.

" Well, Azmi, once again dong, " shouted one of the women pilgrims who was not satisfied with the results of his photo.

But Azmi was tired he did not want to linger mobbed by many people like this. By continuing to step, Azmi ignored the speech of people who were excited with her, especially women worshipers. Azmi continued walking with her head slightly lowered guarded by the young Masjid who was ready to keep Azmi, Abah and Naufal up to the car.

Azmi did not see Aisyah's presence at that time because of the large number of people until she got into her car and left from there.

" So arrogant, he is." Aisha.

" Compenseful? What's so arrogant, huh? Ooo I know for sure because you're not called, huh? Hahahah, ngaku deh, "Fitri mocked her best friend who began to show her pouting face.

" gushh! Ngaur. Yes, no, "answer Aisyah glanced at Fitri and turned her face back.

" But I noticed Azmi the more the day, the more handsome, the more shining, the more O Allah, the servant could not speak. Anyway he's the best of the other guys. " Fitri with both hands that he cupped in front of the chest of his face was very radiant as if he was imagining Azmi.

Aisyah who saw the behavior of her best friend immediately reprimanded.

" Fit, you don't have to overdo it, many more than Azmi, "Aisyah.

" who? Although there are yes, rarely, Shah. Azmi is the dream of all mothers, "Fitr.

" Mothers? " Aisyah was shocked and confused to hear Fitri's words.

" Yes, I mean, the future daughter-in-law of every mother, " replied Fitri.

" Sok tempe you, it's not good to fantasize rich that. Come home. " Aisyah invites Fitri who continues to daydream Azmi by pulling her hand to bring her home.

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The mufti got off the mosque and returned to his motorcycle accidentally he saw Doni was about to go to his motorcycle before Doni was seen talking to a young man.

" Rich Doni, Don! " the Mufti shouted to approach Doni.

Doni turned his head he was shocked to see the Mufti who stepped up to get close to him whatever he thought, Doni immediately got on his bike and avoided the Mufti by advancing his motorbike.

" Don, Doni! Kok ran away anyway, "Mufti he decided to chase Doni with his motorcycle.

A chase happens between the two of them. Mufti's shout did not make Doni stop but he even more advanced his sport bike. Not to be outdone, the Mufti is getting louder and pushing his bike to get to his best friend.

But the crash of a speeding car did not see the Mufti who continued to drive. Both were speeding, the car hit hard Mufti until Mufti's body bounced from his motorbike.

Instantly Mufti's life was as if he were drifting his blurry eyes still saw Doni who finally stopped after hearing the violent collision the Mufti had experienced.

Blood continued to flow from the mouth and part of the Mufti's body, fortunately the Mufti's head was wearing a helmet because the Mufti's hard hit was not strong enough to withstand the pain and close his eyes.

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