We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 232 New Works

Azmi's journey is long, Azmi just arrived before Maghrib. Azmi invites Pak driver to pray at the mosque that has been and almost arrived at the pesantrennya in a moment.

Azmi did not want to leave her prayer, after all was finished then the journey back in the beginning.

The journey now is not far enough because there is already in the village where the Azmi boarding school is located.

Meanwhile, the Syrian team had also gathered at the pesantren after the maghrib prayer, they immediately stepped together to the training ground.

Ahkam and Ali who were in charge of preparing food and drinks for Kyai, Ustadz Mustafa, Hamdi, Syafiq and also friends of Syubban quickly completed their tasks with the initiative of other friends also helped.

While the others were busy, Udin and Firman were even engrossed in talking while laughing, making Ali who was watching them could only shake their heads to see the two friends.

" You are from saying thok, not helping." reprimanded Ali after his work was finished and he sat next to Firman and Udin.

" I'm sorry, Li. I was busy chatting, the same as the jawir." said Firman who even blamed Udin who seemed relaxed to take food provided by Ahkam.

" Heh, kok, i'e. Koe also heard me laughing, "Udin.

" Now, don't make a fuss." Ali was tired of listening to his two friends who were always arguing.

" Heh, Din. Even eating, it is not nolongin either." scolded the Word when he saw Udin with pleasure constantly taking food that has a cake lined in front of him.

" Sweet iki lo, try not papa, this is also to be eaten," Udin.

" Time, anyway, is good? " say the Word with his hands reaching for the cake and trying it.

" Hmmmm, yes, yes, yes, yes." The word he even followed the same eating as Udin did.

" Hadeh, Udin is not the same word." Ali sighed while shaking his head.

" Eh, Mas. Azmi is really long, huh? " ask Aban to Ahkam who was sitting quietly in front of him.

" At this soon, Ban. You calm down, " Ahkam.

Tit.. Tit...

The sound of the car horn sounded loud and shocked the members of Syubban. Their eyes were all fixed on the car that was getting closer and parked in front of the training ground.

Because they knew it wasn't Kyai's or Ustadz Mustafa's car and it looked foreign to the Syubban team, they just sat there and waited for who got out of it.

And...

Assisted by a driver who took Azmi's goods, Azmi got out of the car and shocked all her friends.

" hey! How bengong, Azmi. Come, help, "Ahkam to his friends who still look at Azmi.

After Ahkam reprimanded, all the Syrian team, especially Aban, immediately rushed to Azmi and helped her carry Azmi's belongings which were certainly very much than others because Azmi would immediately return the cottage.

Azmi looks happy when she sees all her friends swiftly approaching and helping her. A sweet smile was painted on the handsome face of Azmi who at that time looked very tired while carrying her stuff into the training ground.

" The suwun matur is very, sir. In my opinion, you should rest here first, sir." take Azmi.

" Yes, Sir. Sleep in the boarding school first, tomorrow just leave, " added Muhklis.

" Oh, how's it, le?" said the driver who is still hesitant and confused should immediately return or stay put first.

" This is what you used to be, sir. You can sleep in my room with other friends. Later you can also eat here, rather than later you carelessly on the road, it can be a danger to the safety of the Father." explained Azmi.

After thinking enough, finally Mr. who has delivered Azmi safely, nodded and willing to accept Azmi's request that he want to stay in the boarding school until tomorrow morning.

The father smiled and nodded.

" All right, I'm staying here. I'm tired of it too. " The Driver.

" Come, Sir. I take you, there is a security guard here too. So, you're not alone when we practice." Ahkams.

Azmi smiled at the words of the Father and everyone blushed in shame with a small smile of praise from the driver.

Very timely, when Azmi's goods have been lifted into her room. The driver was also in the room accompanied by the boarding school security guard who was there.

All the members of Syubban walked out again and when they arrived, Kyai, Ustadz Mustafa along with Hamdi and Shafiq came in turn.

At once all the members of the Syubban stood up as Kyai came in neatly lined up, bowed head, and polite hand form.

Everything was there, already sitting neatly with the previous Kyai sitting in front and followed by Ustadz Mustafa, Hamdi, and Syafiq then the members of the Syubban who sat down.

" Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, " Kyai said with a sharp eye to everyone who was there.

" Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, "reply to everything.

" Thank God, thank God. Thanks to the grace of God we are all reunited in this training place with a healthy and happy condition. How was the holiday, satisfied?" ask Kyai.

" Alhamdulillah, Kyai," answered everyone, they had exchanged lyrics and did not immediately answer in a soft voice then they replied in an uncompressed voice.

" Yo, I'm being honest, less'e." whispered Udin to Firman and Ali on his right and left.

" Udin is not satisfied, still want to be home? " ask Kyai who heard Udin's words when everyone heard no exception to the Word and Ali.

The three of them were shocked at Kyai's question, especially Udin who immediately sat up straight and began to be nervous not daring to wrap around Kyai.

" Thank God, Kyai. I'm satisfied, really. Heheh " said Udin in a stammered voice and occasionally raised his head to speak.

Kyai gave a small laugh hearing Udin's reply.

" No papa, really. Better be honest, right, Udin? " Kyeah.

" Nggih Kyai," answered Udin spontaneously who made everyone startled and set their sights on Udin.

" Opo, how can I watch kabeh? It would be better to be honest, yes indeed Kyai, I am not satisfied with the holiday but I also have to be ready to return to the boarding school." Udin.

Everyone laughed a little while shaking their heads, Udin replied, inviting laughter to see his funny expression and Javanese accent Udin. Kyai also nodded slowly and said what Udin said.

Allah Akbar... Allah Akbar...

Adhan reverberated simultaneously they all fell silent to answer the Adhan.

After the adhan, Kyai ordered all his students to take ablution and immediately perform prayers of prayer isya' congregation in the Mosque.

The driver and also the security guard also participated in prayers together at the pesantren Mosque.

Isya' prayer has been carried out, then all members of the Syubban return to the training ground to talk about their new work that they will bring tomorrow.

" Azmi, Ahkam, Aban. Go ahead," commanded Ustadz Mustafa in such a serious tone.

The three vocals immediately stood up and sat down next to Ustadz.

" These three vocals who have managed to create a new work that I think is very good. Assisted with Syafiq and Hamdi who understand about music lyrics, tone and rhythm. We're all here to create a masterpiece that will thrill all sholawat lovers, "Ustadz Mustafa.

Everyone's gaze leads to the three vocals who certainly have the talent in sholawat and invite everyone to love with sholawat in their way.

That very night they all began training to form a new work and of course with the cohesiveness of the members of the increasingly smoldering Syubban.

Everything was prepared that very night, tired of having to be detained for the success of the members of the Syubban and for the sake of their work on this one.

Hamdi and Shafiq help in tone and justification of lyrics. While Ustadz Mustafa trained the hadroh teams to form a melodious rhythm.

Kyai painted a smile on her face. Although he looks lethargic, but he is very happy and proud to see the spirit of his students.

Seriate....