We are Santri Not Artists
Episodes 30. Patience.
Aban tried to perform at his best with other Syubban groups even though he was still thinking about Azmi's condition . While Akmal glanced at the agitated Aban he felt very guilty for what he did to Azmi. The pilgrims who came to enjoy the sholawat brought by members of Syubban.Ustadz Mustafa smiled happily to see his students were able to display the best.
While on the other hand, the security guard brought Azmi to Ustadz Abdullah who was talking with Kyai. It was seen that the security guard embracing Azmi who was very weak his nose was still bleeding.
"Assalamualaikum. "said the security guard in front of the open office door.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." said Kyai and ustadz Abdullah. They saw the extremely weak Azmi and immediately approached her.
"Astagfirullah, this is why somat." Kyai said to the security guard while helping hold Azmi.
"I don't know Kyai, I saw this kid like this, either. "the security guard.
"Yes, take the four to sit down first." said ustadz Abdullah.
Slowly, the security guard brought Azmi to a chair .Azmi tried to cover her nose which was bleeding. Immediately ustadz Abdullah took the red medicine, cotton and hansaplas available in the health room.When ustadz Abdullah wanted to treat Azmi Kyai stopped the hand of ustadz Abdullah.
"Have let me just. "said Kyai gave her smile.
"Let me just Kyai."ustadz Abdullah.
"It's okay, here's the cure."Kyai.
Kyai slowly treats Azmi. Azmi felt very uneasy and lowered her head.
The passing Santri stopped when he saw Kyai treating Azmi's wounds.
"That's Azmi, not very polite anyway.Masa Kyai ngobatin his wound. "santri 1.
"Yes right, you have no manners."Santri 2.
"Don't have that guilt kid, he knows how to fight again."Santri 3.
They continued to speak ill of Azmi on the doorstep of the office. Ustadz Abdullah who knew immediately sent the three santri away. They left on the orders of Ustadz Abdullah. Ustadz Abdullah stepped in.
Azmi is done. Azmi kisses Kyai's hand for a long time and apologizes.
"It's all right, "kyai said to Azmi.
Azmi is very unpleasant to Kyai she keeps her head down.
"Well, what exactly happened to you."saturpam.
"Yes Azmi, let's tell you why you got battered that."ustadz Abdullah.
Azmi was silent as if afraid to tell her such a terrible thing.
"Let's go, kid, just tell me. "Kyeai.
Finally Azmi wanted to tell what happened even though his voice shook and endured the pain.Everybody was shocked after hearing Azmi's confession.
"Who dares to attack you like Azmi?" asked Ustadz Abdullah.
"People wear ustadz masks, so I don't know who they are" Azmi replied.
"Did you have to announce this to all students, the danger if something like this happens again.If it has been found out who the person told me."Kyai.
"Good Kyai. "ustadz Abdullah.
"Yes, Azmi, you can rest."Kyai.
"Good Kyai."Azchem.
"Let's go, I interracede. "sat security guard.
"Yes sir. "Azmu.
Azmi pamit kissed Kyai's hand and also ustadz Abdullah. He stepped out of the office. In the middle of the journey many students who talk about Azmi.
"Azmi, you don't have the same manners as Kyai. "santri .
"Yes, he said he wanted to be a vocal but his job was fighting mulu, sook a hotshot."the other Santri.
Azmi could only quietly listen while the security guard continued to lead Azmi towards her room.
"scream sir, I'm willing to call me."Azmi kisses the security guard's hand.
"Sama-sama, yes you have rested father wants to continue to guard. "saturgery officer.
"Yes, sir, thank you again for helping me."Azchem.
"Yes, yes, you go in there."the security guard.
Azmi smiled and nodded.
The security guard stepped away from Azmi.
Azmi walks into her quiet room, she looks at her face in the mirror and recalls the incident.
"Who is that guy?. "Azmi while looking at his face in the mirror and holding his chin.
Sound of car horn .The members of the Syrian army have arrived. The security guard opened the gate immediately. Azmi steps out of the room and smilingly looks at the members of the Syubban who are starting to get off the pick-up.
Azmi immediately approached the members of Syubban.Aban who had worried about Azmi immediately stood in front of Azmi.
"Azmi you have been there, Zakir must have known you again, "asked Aban full of worries.
"Azmi is why the forehead is the same as your chin in the hansaplas that is."Ahkams.
"Yes Mi, why are you?" asked Ali who got off the pick-up.
Not only did Azmi answer all her friends' questions. Ustadz Mustafa immediately approached Azmi.
"Azmu. Where have you been? .You can be disciplined, you know what you did wrong. If not the intention of studying in the Syubban said, not even run away like that. "soon ustadz Mustafa to Azmi whose face was pale. The other friends could only quietly look at Azmi.
"Sorry ustadz, just now... "Azmi
"Ah already, if you are not disciplined anymore, ustadz will expel you, understand. "ustadz Mustafa.
"Understanding ustadz, I apologize once again. "Azmi.
"Okay, now you can rest. Remember yes, Azmi."ustadz Mustafa, he went to the office.
Aban, Ahkam, and Muhklis approached Azmi. Ahkam patted Azmi's shoulder .
"Azmi, what the hell is it?."Ahkams.
"Mas Ahkam, there was someone who attacked me mas, I was trying to volunteer but could not mas ,he was very sick serem." said Azmi
All Azmi's friends were shocked to hear Azmi's words whereas, Akmal could only turn his face away.
"Who dares to attack you Mi?."Abans.
"I don't know if the person is wearing a mask, but calm ustadz Abdullah and Kyai already know this incident. "Azmu.
"Thank God that's it."Muhklists.
"Wicked is right that man, you patient Mi,"Ali.
At once all the members of the Syubban encouraged Azmi and told Azmi to be patient except Akmal who had been restless. The Word who saw Akmal immediately called him.
"Akmal, how quiet is that?."The Word.
"Let's go, Azmi's got your accident."Udin.
"Usually you care the most about Azmi."Ali's.
"Yes, Azmi you're patient... Emm..I hope that person meets soon."Akmal, once he turned his eyes away.
"Yes mas. "Azmu.
Ali and Firman looked at each other and began to be suspicious of Akmal's restless facial features.
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