We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 234 Splits For Azmi And Mufti

" Aisha, let's go!" fitri shouted that was ready to continue shouting Aisyah from the front gate of Aisyah's door that had opened and Aisyah's parents also stood there to wait for her daughter to retire.

" Yes, I'm ready. Mom, Dad I'm leaving first, yeah." Aisha.

Aisyah's mother immediately embraced her daughter's body affectionately.

" Yes, son. Studying hard at the pesantren. I'll always doain you here, son." Mother Aisyah.

Aisyah nodded.

" Dad, Aisha pamit." He also kissed his father's hand.

Aisyah's father nodded as she kissed her daughter's head and stroked her daughter's shoulders.

" Ashalamualaikum, "Aisha.

" Wa'alaimumussalam, " answered Aisha's parents.

Fitri also said goodbye to both Aisyah's parents. This morning they left accompanied by Father and Mother Fitri.

On the other hand, the Azmi family is also preparing to go to the Azmi boarding school and so is the case with Zakir, Zakir's parents also had time to not believe in his son's behavior that suddenly changed like this but, instead, they were able to, on the other hand, they are also happy about Zakir's attitude that changed for the better and polite, and Zakir also asked this time to immediately return to the pesantren even though he had told the truth about Azmi.

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Pesantren Nurul Qadim looks crowded from morning to afternoon today. How not? Sholawat echo festive event will be held tonight and only a few hours left.

The many residents who helped as well as young people or teenagers around the mosque who are happy to participate in the event.

The luxury stage is located right on the spacious pesantren, the limits of men and women also do not forget to be installed. A variety of drinks and drinks are also available.

Muslim Syrian photo posters are also plastered large and wide at various angles near the gate which is most clearly located on the top of the gate pole.

The Syubban team is also ready with their uniforms, fresh faces look after the bath, all the members of Syubban look cool and handsome with their respective charms.

Azmi sat pensively as everyone laughed happily gathered together. Not with Azmi who this time looked sad sitting alone looking down where many people were helping with the preparation of the event.

Aban who saw it immediately stopped his laughter and told Ahkam, they were seen whispering until then Aban woke up to approach Azmi.

" Aren't you hanging out with the kids, Mi? " ask Aban who was standing next to Azmi with both hands that follow him on the bench on the wall.

Azmi instantly turned her head while trying to hold back her sorrow trying to stay strong.

" Yes, again want to be alone, Ban." replied Azmi who previously laughed a little and turned her face back to look down.

" Want to be alone or not to be disturbed? " question back to Aban which makes Azmi confused to answer.

Azmi was silent until she turned her head towards Aban turning her body and the hand she put down.

" No, Ban. Every day I'm bullied by you, "Azmi.

Aban smiled slightly as he lowered his hand, turning his body face to face with Azmi.

" Why are you here alone? Think of something again?" Abans.

Azmi looked down and nodded then her teary eyes looked back at Aban.

" I just want Abah to come with Ummi, Ban. Yeah, I didn't expect much, anyway. But I heard all your parents are coming here for this show so, I want to, too, Ban. But, yeah, it's. No papa, no matter what happens later I have to be strong and anyways soon we will enter Abah's pity cabin with Ummi if it's only a short time here." explained Azmi.

Aban understood with Azmi's feeling, he put his right hand on Azmi's left shoulder to pat her gently several times.

" I understand, Mi. Hmmm, but later there will be Abah same Ummiku also who was very familiar with you at that time. Rich is with his own son. Bring me happy, Mi. I'm sure you're the strong one." Abans.

" Aamin, thank you, Ban." Azchem.

Aban smiled and nodded he looked back where all the Syubband team was still busy talking while laughing, they really look happy.

" Get together again yok, Mi." take Aban.

Azmi chuckles and nods, they set foot back to their senior friends who every day there are no sad words for those who can always paint a smile on their faces.

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Tonight, Ustadz Mustafa and Hafsah had also prepared all and amazingly again, the Mufti had no idea about this at all.

Ustadz Mustafa's car was parked very compact or coincidentally, Hafsah with Hamdi and Syafiq also came with a luxury car owned by Hamdi.

But, Mufti's face was not at all happy he looked still sad, still thinking about where the book was.

" Mufti, let's go down. Why you? The spirit of dong, he said to meet the children of Syubband" said Ustadz Mustafa who had gone down and saw the Mufti who was still daydreaming.

" Yes, Brother." replied the Mufti with a nod and with a voice so limp and not at all excited.

Mufti exited, Hafsah also went out and opened his car door. They passed each other and looked at each other with their eyes so deep.

" Muftis. Hi, " said Hafsah who tried to greet the Mufti.

But, unlike usual Mufti looks so limp not excited even he went without answering the greeting from Hafsah.

Hafsah could only look at the Mufti until he stepped in with Ustadz Mustafa at the same time.

Hafsah was sad to see the attitude of the Mufti like that when he really wanted to see the Mufti happy tonight along with the appearance of members of the Syubban with his new work.

" Dek, kok daydreaming. Wh why? " ask Hamdi he immediately approached his brother when he saw Hafsah sad like this.

" huh? Eeee.. No, Brother. I'm not papa" replied Hafsah, turning his eyes away from his brother.

" Mamma, Hafsah. Come inside!" shouts the conscious Shafiq has been waiting for them.

" Come, Deck." take Hamdi.

Hafsah nodded, and they stepped together immediately to approach Hamdi to enter to meet the Syubband team.

The Mufti's sorrow was further broken when he saw all members of the Syubband met their parents. They seem happy and happy. Cuddled and kissed by their parents, feeling the warmth of their parents' affection.

" The Assalamualaikum, Ustadz, Mas Mufti. Let's go in, " said Azmi whose parents have not come and welcome the arrival of Ustadz Mustafa and Mufti.

" Wa'alaikumussalam, Azmi. Your parents didn't come? " ask Ustadz Mustafa.

Azmi instantly fell silent, she could not answer because she could not contact their parents at all.

Mufti is still silent with a pale and limp face, longing for his parents and friends more haunting and making himself chaotic.

He could not think anymore and immediately left that place.

" Mas Mufti, "said Azmi who consciously lowered his head in shock as the Mufti left just like that.

" Where is your mufti going? Azmi wait yes, "Ustadz Mustafa.

" Good Ustadz, "Azmi replied as she nodded her head as she was also confused by what happened.

With such a quick step so hastily made the Mufti hit Hafsah who was stepping with Hamdi and Syafiq.

" Astagfirullah, " said Hafsah he was shocked when the Mufti hit him.

The mufti glanced at Hafsah with a chaotic mind.

" What are you doing, Muf? Hurry up, " asked Hamdi.

The mufti again did not reply and immediately left so chaotic.

" Why is that kid, anyway? " ask Syafiq who looks upset to see the behavior of the Mufti who thinks arrogant.

" Mufti!" yelled Ustadz Mustafa who kept chasing after his sister.

" Sister, let me go after you." Hafsa.

" Hafsah, you don't want to go in first, "Hamdi.

" Yes, justin. Most rich children are just capers, the usual style of child mode now." continued Syafiq.

" No, Sister Syafiq. The mufti is not rich. I pursued the Mufti first, assalamualaikum, "Hafsah he was in a hurry to immediately pursue the Mufti's steps.

Everything no one was struggling and could only nod handing everything to Hafsah.

" Wa'alaikumussalam." everyone answered.

Seriate....