We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 231 Only Aunty

" Please drink and eat first, Hafsah." Ustadz Mustafa sat before Hafsah.

" Yes, brother, thank you. " Hafsah smiled and slowly began to take the water.

Ustadz Mustafa nodded with a smile at Hafsah who was not shy about immediately drinking and eating what Ustadz Mustafa treats.

" Oh, yeah. What do you want to talk about? Is there an important problem?" ask Ustadz Mustafa.

Hafsah lowered the glass and placed it on the table and turned to Ustadz Mustafa to answer his question.

" There really isn't a problem, brother." Hafsa.

" What's going on? " question back Ustadz Mustafa who put on a facial expression was so curious.

Hafsah first saw the situation he did not want the Mufti to suddenly appear and know everything.

" Emmm, Brother. We can talk outside, right?" Hafsa.

" Why should I go out, Hafsah?" Ustadz Mustafa's.

" But don't be surprised, brother. So actually the thing that the Mufti was looking for was on me." Hafsah he whispered began to tell the truth.

" Is it in you? But, why didn't you tell me to go to the Mufti? He's been looking for that stuff from last night so he can't sleep." Ustadz Mustafa's.

" Yes, sorry, Brother. I have a plan and a surprise for the Mufti, if I talk here with Brother, may Mufti hear again. Please, Brother. My sister would be very excited if she knew everything. I beg you very much Brother, this is for the happiness of a Mufti." said Hafsah he continued to beg Ustadz Mustafa to grant what he wanted.

Before Ustadz Mustafa was still thinking until he saw sincerity in the face of Hafsah who begged like this.

Ustadz Mustafa began to nod slowly.

" Good, Hafsah. Let's talk outside." Ustadz Mustafa's.

" Thank God, thank you very much, brother. Come, brother, spit." invite Hafsah who is so rushed and very excited to invite Ustadz Mustafa to talk outside.

" Okay, yeah, yeah. I told the Mufti first." Ustadz Mustafa's.

" Uyeah, Brother. No need, the Mufti is also big, there are helpers too, right? " Hafsa.

" Yes, but Bibi's still at the market." Ustadz Mustafa's.

" Entar again also go home, come on, brother. We must hurry, and the Mufti will know and suspect again, "Hafsah.

" Yes, yeah." Ustadz Mustafa was forced to follow all that Hafsah said in order to know what a Mufti's possessions were so important to the Mufti.

" Hafsa, Hafsah. Just use the car, your motorbike is here first," Ustadz Mustafa.

" It's not worth it, brother. I follow behind on the bike, " replied Hafsah.

Ustadz Mustafa nodded.

" Well, "Ustadz Mustafa.

They began to leave the Mufti alone at home.

Mufti had just finished his bath and fresh-looking clothes also looked very cool and matched him.

After combing his hair, Mufti exited his room and saw that his house was already very quiet, only he was alone.

" Okay, miss Mustafa, the time to go does not say anything. I'm left alone here" Mufti.

Suddenly there was a hand holding his shoulder made the Mufti reveal a fearful expression he ventured to look back slowly.

" Ben, "

Aunty's voice and Aunt's face made the Mufti so shocked that he saw the face of his maid who was standing before him with a smile.

" Astagfirullah, Auntie ngaggetin me, anyway. It should be said greetings first, not even directly hold my shoulders rich earlier," Mufti who was upset while rubbing his face he then spoke to his assistant with an annoyed expression.

" Hey, Den Mufti, who's Aunt? Den, Mufti's scared, huh? Handsome times are afraid of ghosts, "Aunty.

" huh? Yeah, don't. When I'm afraid of ghosts, don't be. Mufti is just shocked, if there are criminals, how? Who wants responsibility? The mufti was just afraid that, because Kak Mustafa did not know where," Mufti avoided having a glance at his face.

" Oalah, yeah, sorry, Den. Now Aunt make breakfast. Den Mufti please sit down sweetly, wait for Aunt to cook, "Aunty.

" yes, yes. Right, mending Aunty cook fast. I'm hungry, baby, Bi. Good cooking," Mufti.

" Ready, Den. Auntie cook first, "Aunty.

The mufti nodded, he held his forehead while sighing.

" Huft, Auntie made me hang. But I can't be afraid of ghosts. Mufti, coward? Hmh, it won't happen. Mending waited for Aunt to cook," Mufti after talking to himself stepped leisurely towards the living room.

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Hafsah and Ustadz Mustafa had found a place to talk about something and it was also included in the Mufti's happiness.

" So Hafsah, what is the Mufti's most important thing?" ask Ustadz Mustafa.

Hafsah nodded and he began to take the Mufti book from his bag and showed it to Ustadz Mustafa.

" This, Brother. It's a Mufti book from her little one, here she wrote all her sadness and happiness." explained Hafsah giving the tome to Ustadz Mustafa.

Ustadz Mustafa was still a little confused while observing the book held by Hafsah, a very thick book and seemed familiar to Ustadz Mustafa.

" This, Brother. Brother must read so that Brother knows, how Brother Sister feels all this time, " Hafsah.

Ustadz Mustafa raised his head, his eyes fixed on Hafsah. Ustadz Mustafa nodded and slowly his hand began to grasp the book that Hafsah had given him.

Ustadz Mustafa began to open the book and read the contents of every leaf, every handwritten Mufti that was very written from the little heart of the Mufti.

Ustadz Mustafa's face seemed to show different expressions when reading one page from the book, his face looked sad and began to realize the feeling of the Mufti all this time and behind his stubborn and difficult attitude to obey him.

" O Allah, so the Mufti has been lacking in affection. I also realized that my brother treated him very hard. The Mufti needs my attention. I regret not being able to be a good Brother to the Mufti." Ustadz Mustafa's.

" Already, Brother. Brother does not have to regret and blame himself Brother, Mufti behaved like that only to vent indirectly his sadness that he had been alone. I know Brother feels the same way but, Brother is more mature than Mufti even when Brother's parents choose to work, Brother has graduated from the pesantren while Mufti is still a child and he is not ready to accept this all, Brother " explained Hafsah.

Ustadz Mustafa who was moved after seeing the Mufti book, nodded slowly a few times.

" Hafsah, what are your plans for the Mufti? " ask Ustadz Mustafa.

Hafsah who looked towards Ustadz Mustafa smiled as he nodded preparing to say all his plans to Ustadz Mustafa.

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