We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 199 Storm With Fans

After the event, the children of Syubban sat together, joking, their tiredness felt lost when Udin began to laugh making everyone laugh out loud including Azmi who was so unable to hold his laughter he beat up the tambourine and covered his mouth when laughing constantly as a result of Udin.

" Okaya Allah, Azmi. The laugh was so sweet that sugar was insecure" said the 1st woman who peeked at the members of the Syubban from behind the wall behind the stage.

" Aaaa, a great gibberish, O Allah. I'm willing, so the bamboo shoots," lady 2.

Hamdi who heard all that from behind was really disappointed with the expression of annoyance and indignation he immediately stepped foot toward the worshipers who instead of going home but instead peeked at the members of the Shubban.

" Astagfirullahal'adzim, instead of going home you are expecting these children of Shubban, I ask you to go home immediately." Hamdi ordered firmly to the girls.

" Whose brother, anyway? Does your sister know them? "

" Hmmm, at most just envy them for being idols of young people."

" Right, right."

" Uuuu."

They all ignored Hamdi's orders and kept looking at the members of the Shubban.

" La'ilahail, you do not believe in me, I am among those who contribute to their success, now I beg you to go here. As long as you know the children of Shubban including Azmi it is not at all like your excessive behavior like this." He asked the girls back home.

Although Hamdi had asked in a good and subtle way but they even mengeyel and kekeh to remain there do not believe that Hamdi is a manager and a person who is very meritorious for the success of members of the Shubban.

Hearing that there was a commotion made all the members of Syubban stop laughing and set their eyes on the scene of the commotion.

" What's up, huh? It was a storm, "ask the Word.

" Biasa, it must be the fans who are excessive. Look, they're debating the same as Hamdi, "Ali replied.

" Astagfirullah, can not be let go, we samperin yuk, mas. Poor Hamdi alone." Azchem.

" yes, yes. We better go together there," continued Aban.

" Come on rek, if so." take Ahkam.

With a compact all members of the Syubban wake up together and step foot toward Hamdi who is still arguing with fans Azmi, Aban, Ahkam and other members of the Syubban.

" Mas Hamdi, "call Azmi makes Hamdi immediately turn to her.

" Azmi, O Allah, if near the gini is very handsome, "

" Such a sweet smile, Aban, ask for a photo, yes."

" It's true, ask for photos dong, "

The girls were getting noisier than before even adding to Hamdi's hard work to deter the worshippers who were becoming increasingly hysterical and their hands were about to touch the members of the Shubban.

" Please calm down, "Ahkam with his voice starting to hoarse yell snapped up the commotion but they were all nobody listening.

Azmi is increasingly disappointed by the attitude of the girls who are her own fans. Azmi tries to think until she sees a microphone that is not far from where she is standing immediately Azmi takes the microphone to turn it on and tries it first.

After being proven that the microphone is still functioning Azmi immediately stepped back to the place where the commotion occurred.

" Ahem, please stop, calm down!" azmi's strict orders to the fans.

Hearing the orders from Azmi made everyone speechless and now set all their sights on Azmi.

" I'm sorry for everything, I'm very sorry to you, everyone to go home. Acting like this, overdoing it, it makes us uncomfortable students, we apologize once again to everyone, and please go home, appreciate us and please cooperate for our convenience. " azmi said solidly, clearly, firmly and concisely.

Azmi's words like that made the girls finally start to think of each other after a few seconds finally they want to listen and go home one by one but still took the time to look at Azmi and farewell to him.

" Assalamualaikum, "the girls finally resigned they were all willing to listen to go home.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, "answer everything.

" Bye, Azmi!" and there were still girls who turned to just wave to Azmi making Azmi shake her head.

" Thank God, finally. They want to go home too, "Hamdi while rubbing his face he really looks tired with the attitude of the girls who are fans of the members of Syubban.

" Tau, tuh. Only Azmi told them all to shut up and listen" Ali.

" Ebu, they're crazy and this is because of Azmi," said Firman.

" Gushhh!" Udin who was next to him directly hit hard the shoulder of the Word made the Word shocked and held his shoulder while staring at Udin.

" Why did you hit me, anyway? " ask Firman with the right hand still holding his shoulder that Udin had just hit.

" Already, already. Do not make a fuss, it should be Alhamdulillah, because Azmi has stopped this commotion, " Ahkam.

" Mas Ahkam was right, they all immediately heard Azmi because Azmi used the microphone her voice so much louder than our screams, "defa Aban made Azmi nod at a glance to look at her and back to sit her head.

Aban's words that have the truth make the other members of Syubban silent assies.

" Oh yes, come on, let's go to Kyai, "Hamdi.

With a compact members of Syubban nodded and stepped together to approach Kyai, Ustadz Mustafa and Syafiq.

...**...

Fitri got word from one of the residents that the Syrian team would fill the event at the mosque which is where Aisyah and Fitri are in charge of filling the event.

Azmi's poster along with his hadrah team has also been installed with his standing everywhere making Fitri increasingly worried to make sure that Fitri continues to step up and ask a father who is working there.

" Assalamualaikum, sir." Fitris.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, uh son, Fitri. What's up, son? " answer that father.

" I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you, sir. Here, Fitri want this why there is a poster of members of the Muslim Syrian Arab Republic, yeah? " ask Fitri.

" Oohh, here. When you don't know, Azmi, Aban continues who the other vocal is, huh?" ask the man with a face that looks like he is thinking.

" Emmm, um Ahkam? " Fitr.

" Nah, yes, yes. They all want to perform later tonight but you are calm, you are the same Aisyah also perform together with them," father.

" huh? That's right, sir? " ask Fitri who was so shocked.

" Lho, yes, yes. Your time has not been told, if so let me tell you, you are the same friend you are the contents of the event after the taraweh prayer and before the members of Syubban appear." explained the father.

Fitri who still seems to not believe can only nod to the father.

" Oh, yeah. Well, thank you, sir. I say goodbye, assalamualaikum, "Fitri.

" Everyone, son. Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, "father.

Fitri turned around to step away, his eyes still pointing at posters of members of Syubban that are so large and visible in various places.

" Duh, what, huh? If Aisyah knows Azmi also filled the event with me as well as she kept her mind again the incident, then how should I go? I can't possibly tell Aisyah, that she won't come later for the show." Fitri continued to wonder he was confused what should his expression and gestures look very agitated while stepping slowly.

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