We are Santri Not Artists

215 Fitri Shame

Azmi with her family have been visiting Aisyah's house for quite a while and now it is getting late there are still many people who they have not visited and there are still many jobs that have not been done. It was time for Azmi with her family to return home.

" Thank you for visiting here, Ma'am." Mother Aisyah.

" No need to say thank you, this is indeed an obligation on the day." replied Umm Azmi.

" Right, we should be the ones to thank for the food wuenak-wuenak tenan'e." continued Abah Azmi.

Then everyone laughed a little after hearing Abah Azmi's words that also made both Aisyah's parents happy.

" Thank God, thank God that you all love my cooking and Ayesha, "Mother Ayesha.

" Yes, we go home first. Don't forget to come by the house. The door of our house is always open to you, "Ummi Azmi.

" Yes, Ma'am. God willing, I will be there." replied Aisha's mother.

They all greet each other, Azmi along with her two sisters greet the hands of Aisyah's parents immediately alternately.

" Aisha, baby! Here, Son. Salim used to be the same Ummi as Abahah Azmi! " shouted Mother Aisyah.

" Yes, Ummi! " ansaid Aisyah too with a slight cry as she stepped up and Fitri also followed behind

Aisyah along with Fitri began one by one kissing the hands of Abah and also Ummi Azmi.

" Aisyah is getting more beautiful, so the child who sholeha yes, son." Umm Azmi's.

" Aamiin, thank you Ummi" Aisyah said in her soft voice.

" Ummi, what a beautiful Aisyah? Me?" said Fitri with a pouting face.

Making everyone laugh, including Azmi who stood together with her two sisters.

" Yes, Fitri is also very beautiful. This is a little for you, "Ummi Azmi he immediately gave a sum of money that can not be seen because his hand immediately grasped the hands of Fitri and Aisyah.

Aisyah turned her head towards her Mother and her mother nodded her head lightly while smiling at her.

" Thank you, Ummi." said Aisyah.

" Ummi, thank you very much. You know if I haven't got THR," continued Fitri with a small laugh at the end of his sentence he looks very happy after receiving money from Umm Azmi.

" Yes, equally. We say, assalamualaikum, "Ummi Azmi along with Abah, Azmi, Rara and Naufal who say hello.

Fitri continued to code Aisyah but Aisyah did not understand what Fitri said. And when Azmi passed in front of them with his head still bowed Fitri immediately took a chance in that.

" Azmi, "call Fitri in a soft voice like a whisper makes Azmi stop stepping and turn towards the two of them.

Aisyah was so shocked that she pulled Fitri's hand to stop what she wanted to do. But Fitri laughed trying to keep talking to Azmi.

" What's up? " ask Azmi who is still standing in front of Aisyah and Fitri.

" Aisyah wants to talk, Shah, let's talk!" fitri's orders that made Aisyah shocked by his words.

" Ishh, what are you talking about, anyway? No, Mi. You go home, don't beat him up!" said Aisyah she was a little rushed and hastened when talking.

" Aisyah, why, anyway? It's a feast you have to clean your heart and apologize to Azmi. Go, hurry!" force Fitri.

" No, you go there. It was my time to apologize, "answered Aisyah.

" What do you whisper, anyway? Tell me if I'll be left with my family again." Azchem.

" Aisyah wants to apologize he said, Mi.. " Fitri spoke spontaneously which made Aisyah shocked and spontaneously stomped her feet and closed her best friend's mouth to stop talking.

Azmi was confused, she raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly, briefly turning her face away.

" Azmi, you go home quickly. Entar was left again," said Aisyah.

" Emmmm, "Fitri tried to talk and her hand gave the code to keep Azmi here.

This made Azmi even more confused by what Fitri did.

" Here, don't listen to him, "Ayesha.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, " replied Aisyah who was still closing her mouth.

When Azmi was gone and no longer visible, Aisyah released her hand from Fitri's mouth.

" Aisha, why did you shut me up?" asked Fitri with her annoyed face.

" Your fault, what were you talking about trying to do with Azmi?" answer Aisyah.

" What's the matter, anyway? Shah, this is a feast day so you must clear your hateful thoughts are the same Azmi. He's good, you know. Handsome again, what's the trouble, sorry for him?" fitri.

" It's not as easy as you think, Fitri. He's the one who should apologize, not me." Aisha.

" But you're wrong, Shah. You've been thinking negatively about her." Fitris.

" Azmi who has abused me." said Aisyah.

" Yes, but, Aisyah, "Fitri has not finished talking yet but Aisyah has just left herself alone.

" Ayes, Aisyah! Habit, always go that way when I haven't finished talking. Not very polite, Ayesha! I'm not finished talking! " shouted Fitri he immediately stepped up to pursue Aisyah's steps.

...***...

On this feast day, the luxurious and magnificent home of Ustadz Mustafa and Mufti even looks so quiet there are only two of them who are engrossed in their respective activities.

Clothes that are still with clean white cocoa with cool motifs uniform Ustadz Mustafa looks busy cleaning their house precisely in the guest room.

Mufti who had just come out of his room wearing the same clothes as his brother but without peci immediately fell silent and looked at the corner of his house without anyone missing a bit and his sharp eyes looked at his brother who was just finished all his work.

The mufti smiled slightly and immediately approached his brother.

" Wishhh, the master also cleans up the same as all this food. "praise Mufti to his smiling Brother when he sees the Mufti approaching him.

" You can do it, you should not help Brother, " said Ustadz Mustafa.

" I'm sorry, I have a lot of business. Young man," replied the Mufti taking a snack that had just been prepared and sitting on the sofa at his leisure.

Ustadz Mustafa returned to painting his sweet smile and stepped up to sit next to his sister.

" Sister isn't young, what? " Ustadz Mustafa's.

His brother's question made the Mufti turned to look at his brother and laughed at it.

" A laugh, is there something funny?" ask Ustadz Mustafa.

" A young one, anyway. But baby, the brother was too focused on cooperation so never thought about love. So it looks a little old, " said the Mufti.

" What the hell, you? If the soul mate is not going anywhere, now Brother is more focused on your school. Most importantly you, you must be a successful person beyond Brother, "answered Ustadz Mustafa where the answer made the Mufti speechless, his gaze so deep and his facial expression was immediately sad.

" Thank you, yes, Brother. All this time Brother has been a big brother and a good parent with me." The mufti.

Ustadz Mustafa immediately embraced his younger brother with a smile.

" Together, it's Brother's duty to take care of you." Ustadz Mustafa's.

The downcast Mufti held back the grief he himself was unwilling to show his sorrow to his Sister who was always there for him could only nod small a few times.

" Oh yeah, no ketupat, now. Well, what brother, anyway? Eid time there is no ketupat same opor chicken." Mufti he immediately switched the conversation so as not to dissolve in his sadness.

" It's easy to buy, later." replied Ustadz Mustafa briefly while releasing his embrace slowly.

" Well, so different flavors and concepts. Hence Brother quickly marry let someone make a ketupat." The mufti.

" You what the fuck, anyway? I really want to marry my sister just for ketupat. Ask for the same ketupat Hafsah, tuh." ledek Ustadz Mustafa he stood up to take a snack that had been opened the jar and immediately stepped slowly leaving the Mufti who was still busy sitting on the sofa.

Mufti was instantly speechless with his brother's words and could only laugh a little while shaking his head he also immediately opened his phone.

Seriate....