We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 224 Failed to Focus.

The mufti rode his motorbike in anger because the words of Doni were still ringing in his mind. Mufti also expressed his frustration by hitting the head of his motorbike while shouting.

" Aghhhh! "

And his annoyance made the Mufti fail to focus, The mufti did not see any children crossing by running when he found out that the Mufti immediately swerved to avoid the child who crossed this until he fell and hit his head on the sidewalk.

Mufti had seen a child who survived and he was grateful for it but he felt pain in his body that was overstressed by the motor. On the deserted village road there was no one who could help him.

And coincidentally, Hafsah passed by the same street as the Mufti from a distance Hafsah saw a man who had fallen and was trying to get up with the pain.

" Astagfirullah, what's the man?" said Hafsah immediately approached the man whom he did not know was the Mufti.

Hafsah immediately parked his motorcycle not far from where the Mufti fell. Without lingering Hafsah went straight to the Mufti to help him wake up.

" Okay, Mas. Why did you fall rich in gini? Even though the road was quiet, "Hafsah he approached the Mufti from behind and did not directly help Hafsah instead asked why the Mufti could fall.

The mufti who had been upset grew even more upset when Hafsah spoke to him like that but he did not immediately turn his head.

Knowing the man he helped did not answer, Hafsah immediately woke up first the Mufti motor that was quite heavy how not the Mufti motor is a ninja motor that is certainly very heavy.

" Duh, that's heavy, yeah." Hafsa.

Mufti raised his head and he was immediately stunned when he saw the Hafsah in front of him and was trying to lift the motorbike.

Hafsah managed to lift a little with all his might even though he had not yet stepped away from the Mufti completely.

" Can you help, right? I am not strong" Hafsah asked the Mufti to help him and Hafsah was also shocked when he saw the Mufti.

" O Allah, it is you, Muf. Daritadi has no voice," Hafsah.

" Yes, why the hell? " answered the Mufti ketus.

" Ih, aidedin even rich so he said. Come on, try to get up, this bike's been lifted a little bit." Hafsa.

Mufti did not immediately move his face looks lethargic and limp.

" Muftis! Scribbles! This is no one here, you want the bike to fall again nimpa you! Cepetan, my hands are very sick, this "said Hafsah he was not strong enough to hold the Mufti motorbike and asked the Mufti to help him.

" yes, yes. Very weak, you." Mufti slowly he woke up and to help Hafsah lift his motorbike.

Finally, the Mufti motorbike can stand slowly Mufti assisted by Hafsah using a fairly heavy ninja motor.

Mufti's body was so limp because he had fallen, especially he did not wear a helmet, his head was hit, making Mufti feel pain in his head.

Suddenly his gaze upon Hafsah slowly blurred and grew black, the Mufti fell in the arms of Hafsah who quickly sustained him.

" Loh, loh, loh. Muf, Mufti wake up! The mufti! Well, how, huh? Where there's no one else. Mufti, "Hafsah he still tightly hugs the body of the Mufti who fainted.

Slowly, Hafsah brought the Mufti to his side he saw a bench there and slowly Hafsah brought the Mufti there.

" Mufti, Muf! Wake up, "Hafsah he patted the Mufti's cheek but the Mufti still did not get up.

Hafsah continued to try to wake the Mufti but somehow the Mufti was difficult to get up plus the atmosphere of a quiet road there were some passing by.

Finally Hafsah took the initiative to wake the Mufti with drinking water that he brought several times he sprayed and it is true that the efforts made by Hafsah finally bear fruit as well, it didn't take long for the Mufti to wake up and be startled.

" Heh, what are you doing, anyway? I use water, " said the Mufti who just realized while waking up and rubbing his face.

" So you fainted you know, thankfully there was me. Not thanks either, " Hafsah.

" Yes, equally. " Mufti with his leisure.

" O Allah grant the servant patience to this rich man, " Hafsah he tried to be patient because of the Mufti's attitude which was completely indifferent even though Hafsah had worked hard to help him from lifting his heavy motorbike to carrying the Mufti who fainted and woke him up.

" Alay lo, so people." Mufti he who looked annoyed immediately woke up and was about to leave just like that.

Hafsah who saw him was certainly upset and he immediately woke up to follow the Mufti.

The mufti held his head and tried to endure the pain but as he stepped, the Mufti's footsteps could not walk straight. His body shakes when he walks.

Seeing that, Hafsah immediately approached the Mufti to help him spontaneously with Hafsah holding the body of the Mufti.

" Uh, uh. Mufti, you don't papa? You're sick, aren't you?" ask Hafsah.

" No, I don't know. Suddenly I'm dizzy" Mufti.

" Astagfirullah, yes we have been to the hospital, yes, let me anther you, " Hafsah.

" Eh, no, no need. I'm not papa, just a regular headache. This is common times. Don't be happy, "Mufti.

" Not Lebay, Mufti. I'm just afraid you're okay, "Hafsah.

Hafsah's words made the Mufti speechless, his soft voice moved the Mufti's heart and made the Mufti smile.

" It turns out, girls can also pay attention to me. Hmmmh, lest he secretly have a taste of me too. But... Argh, I'm not her type. I do not have to hope for my own shortness anymore" said Mufti in the Mufti's heart he looked at Hafsah also so deeply and his expression seemed to change from smiling to flat at the end he muttered.

" Heh, Mufti. What do you think, anyway? If you don't want to go to the hospital. Sit here until your dizziness is gone I want to continue the way first, "Hafsah he was about to leave but the Mufti did not accept and immediately pulled Hafsah's hand immediately made Hafsah step stopped.

" Hafsah, you don't go, yeah. You know I live here myself. Temenin I was, "Mufti.

Hafsah turned his body and looked at the Mufti.

" Mufti, you're the better one. You're just a regular dizzy, right? Yes, sit down until your dizziness heals, "Hafsah.

" Well, where are you going, Haf.emang lo, anyway? Work? It's sunday." The mufti of his pale face and his soft tone of voice made Hafsah feel sorry for him.

" Pity you too, Mufti. His face was pale, besides I just wanted to go for a walk. Did I get him first, yeah." thought Hafsah.

" But if you want to walk. Yes, "The Mufti took off his hand which was holding Hafsah's hand.

" Mufti, okay. I want to get you. I'm not working either, but this is until your dizziness goes away. " Hafsa.

" Yes, bawel. Come, "Mufti he drew Hafsah's hand and invited him to sit with him.

They finally sat together, Hafsah began to look tense and confused what to start talking about.

The Mufti is seen massaging his head.

" Oh, yeah. Muf, why did you fall? " ask Hafsah who made the Mufti stop his massage and focus on looking at Hafsah.

" I actually had a storm with my friends earlier. I thought and did not focus the same way there was a little boy who crossed and almost I hit him. But, fortunately I was able to avoid uh, even hit the pavement apes again I do not use hlem anymore." The mufti.

" O God, have great pity on you. But, your head is not papa, Muf? " ask Hafsah.

" Gak papa, just a little bump is still safe" replied the Mufti.

" But why are you making a fuss again, anyway? Yes, if I may know, if not yes gk papa lupain aja, " Hafsah.

" They are mocking the son of Syubband. I don't know what's on my friends' minds, especially the Doni, until he thinks I'm changing because of the Syubband kids. It's weird, right? " Muftis.

" Doni's power is just envy, maybe your attention may be reduced to them." Hafsa.

" No, Hafsah. Doni is too happy, I haven't changed. I just want to take them down the right path slowly. After I became friends with the Syubband kids, I frowned. I don't know why, I saw their faces. I have a surprise for them. " Muftis.

Hafsah nodded in understanding.

" You have patience, Muf. You also have to remember that they are your friends from the past, from you difficult. Yes, maybe they still behave like this because their insight has not been much about religion. You have to be patient with the key. Do not be easily emotional, slowly they must be better and will not be envious of Syubband children. " Hafsa.

The mufti nodded slowly several times to Hafsah's words.

" Yes, thank you for your advice." The mufti gave a sweet smile to Hafsah and Hafsah also gave a sweet smile to the Mufti. The looks of them both seemed so deep.

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