We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 195 Her response was Directly Aja

Tonight just finished taraweh, The Mufti stepped together with three friends and bandmates but he stopped stepping when he saw Hafsah who was sitting relaxing talking with 2 women maybe they are friends of Hafsah.

" Emmm, you guys go first, yeah. I have business, "Mufti.

" Affairs? What business? " ask Doni.

" Ah, you don't need to know. Go home, gih." The mufti asked his friends to go home first.

" Ceileh, the Mufti. Kaya wants to meet the girls, rush to tell us to go home. Let's not think I'm right" said a friend of the Mufti Band.

Doni's eyes also lead to Hafsah who was busy talking while occasionally laughing he finally understood the Mufti's behavior like this while smiling and nodding back to set his eyes on the Mufti.

" Guys, let us follow her will, yuk, go. I want to buy you guys some snacks." Doni.

" Well, go with Doni Jajan." The mufti.

" Oh yeah, mending we go with Doni, come on." Another bandmate.

" Muf, go first. Bye, "Doni he embraces his two friends to leave in the presence of the Mufti immediately with a small smile staring at the Mufti.

" Assalamualaikum should!" mufti shouted to his friends who had stepped up.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, "the three Mufti friends said compactly after turning back to look at the Mufti.

" Daa, Muf." Band Mufti's friend gave a wave of his hand to the Mufti.

" Yes, "the Mufti replied without replying with a wave of his hand.

Finally the three friends of the Mufti had gone and left the Mufti alone, without a second thought the Mufti immediately stepped foot to Hafsah who had just finished talking and the two friends of Hafsah were also about to leave.

" We go first, yes, Hafsah. Assalamualaikum, "woman 1 along with woman 2 who say hello.

Hafsah stood up as his two friends stood up.

" Oh, yes, yes. Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, "Hafsah.

" Daa, come, mas." woman 2 he also took a goodbye to the Mufti who stood behind Hafsah which made Hafsah also turned to him at once Hafsah's expression was shocked and astonished when he saw the face of the Mufti who smiled sweetly at him.

" Ciee, Hafsah. I've got a guy, don't say the same to us, "woman 1.

" Yes, nih. Maybe because the guy is handsome, yes "woman 2.

" It could be, Hafsah is afraid we take. Yeah, well, we don't do that, Haf." continued woman 1.

" Yushhh! What are you guys talking about, anyway? He's not my girlfriend, he's just a friend. After all, dating is haram, a sin. How, anyway? " Hafsah he was really upset by all the words of his two friends.

" Yes, sorry. If so we go home, assalamualaikum, "woman 1 is also woman 2 who said hello afterwards.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, " Hafsah.

" First, yes." the 2nd woman who again waved her hand at the Mufti.

The Mufti only smiled and nodded in response to the greeting in a small tone to the friends of Hafsah until they left Hafsah and Mufti both.

" Ishi! Why do you want me to suddenly get rich?" Hafsah turned his body so that he could speak and look at the Mufti.

" Ashalamualaikum, "Mufti.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, yes, what is the Mufti?" Hafsah while holding back his anger.

" I'm here because of you... Gara lo's... " The mufti was nervous and spoke stammeringly he also turned his face away while scratching the back of his neck.

" Why am I? Oh, by the way, cepetan! Not good both-duan rich gini especially gini nights, "Hafsah a little high tone because annoyed with Mufti who never talk.

" Why are you angry, anyway? I should be angry with you, because you do not reply to my chat," explained Mufti with his inner gaze on Hafsah.

" What? Deterrent, so just because of that you come and keep getting angry rich gini?" Hafsah asked with his shocked expression and slightly laughed to the Mufti.

" Yes... Yeah, that's it, um why? Wrong, can't you? Just so you know, yeah. Many girls who want me to reply chatnya and you know only you girls that I chat first." The mufti.

Hafsah laughed instead after hearing all the Mufti's passionate expressions filled with serious emotion and his sharp gaze on Hafsah.

" hey! How about laughing, anyway? " The mufti is confused.

" Fine, O God. You're a full-on, confident person, anyway. How many girls who have aspirations reciprocated chatannya same you? " Hafsah he spoke with laughter as if mocking the Mufti while covering his mouth when he was very engrossed in laughing at the Mufti.

" Yes, a lot of it. I'm a school idol first and you should know that, "Mufti.

" Yes, yeah, it's. If so I apologize yes, a handsome school idol and believes himself exorbitant. Just so you know, yeah. I was from morning until afternoon busy taking care of patients, I was busy working. What are you doing, anyway? Shorty, yeah." Hafsah he had a smile looking at Mufti until he took his phone to see what message Mufti sent.

Hafsah smiled even more after seeing and reading the message sent by the Mufti himself and Hafsah turned his gaze back to the Mufti who briefly turned his gaze and looked back at Hafsah.

" If so I answer directly, wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, Mufti." Hafsa.

The mufti smiled at the answer coming straight out of Hafsah's mouth.

" Us, right. Now I want to go home" Hafsah.

" Oh, wait a minute!" The Mufti made Hafsah again set his sights on the Mufti.

" What else? " Hafsa.

" Eeeee... When do you rest, anyway? Your time of continuous work? You have absolutely no time to relax, or sit down?" ask Mufti.

" Emmm, it depends, anyway. But my rest time is, sublime. If the time of prayer, I must also pray first because the busyness of man if he is a Muslim should he perform prayer 5 time as it is the duty of Muslims, but.... If the patient is a lot plus the nurse in absentia, I have to work continuously, just break for prayer continue to work again. Why, is it so rich? " Hafsa.

" No papa, anyway. It's just that, yeah, if that's it." The mufti.

Hafsah nodded slowly several times in understanding.

" Okay, I'm home, assalamualaikum." Hafsa.

" Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, "The mufti he looked at the steps of Hafsah which was getting further and further up to his motor.

Hafsah who knew that the Mufti had been watching himself gave a wave of his hand to the Mufti.

The mufti did not immediately reply as if awkward and finally he began to raise his hand and reply to the wave of Hafsah's hand slowly.

Hafsah had gone home and the Mufti lowered his hand he smiled to himself with his face radiant in the cold of the late night.

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