We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 47's. The band members came again.

The members of the Shubban are very eager to train for the prophet's maulid event tomorrow, guided by Ustadz Mustafa and also Kyai who helped see how the members of Syybban practice.

Azmi, Aban, Ahkam and Akmal practiced with compactness and vigor, they chanted the sholawat that Mustafa ustadz taught with their own distinctive voices.

In the middle of the training suddenly came the band members while playing their musical instruments that are much louder and noisy than the tambourine horn of the members of the Syubban.

As all the members of Syubban stopped their tambourine splinters, the vocalists also stopped sholawat.

"Why did they come again?. " Ahkam with a sharp gaze looked at the band members.

" Yes, there's no end to them bothering us. " Akmall.

" Kyai, we have to stop them. "ustadz Mustafa.

"Prophey, let's see what they will do after this" said Kyai pacifying ustadz Mustafa.

"Good Kyai. "ustadz Mustafa.

"Whispering his voice, my ear hurts." The Word.

"Is there a problem are we with them?." Azmi looked towards Ahkam.

" I don't know, it's not clear to them. " Akmall.

After quite a while the band members finally stopped their loud music and stepped forward.

"Where?, more slang our music right, "the two band members arrogantly looked at the members of the Syubban.

"You're heard from far away, our music is more qualified than them, right not guys." one of the members.

"True, what is tambourine music like?, kampungan. "other band members.

All the band members laughed at the members of the Syrian army.

Azmi and Aban looked at each other, the members of the Syubban had started to get angry.

"You don't need emotions, and listen to them, let's practice again" said Kyai, who saw the anger of the members of the Syrian government.

"Yes kids, let's practice again. "ustadz Mustafa.

The members of Syubban began to calm down, Azmi began to read his sholawat, Ahkam, Akmal, and Aban followed Azmi.

The members of the Shubban returned to the tambourine with great enthusiasm to show their abilities to the members of the riot band.

"Kok they're not angry anyway, "the two band members.

"Ah, we've been talking about no one nganggepin dong, "one of the band members.

"Eh but, their voice is good as well yes, adem, "the band members who really enjoy the sholawat of the members of Syubban.

"Hushh, this can't be allowed we have to make them all stop sholawat." the band's leader.

" We're going, "one of the band members.

"Let's go. "the other band members invited the Band's chairman.

The spirit of the members of the Syubban, making Kyai and Mustafa ustadz very happy and smiling looking at the members of the Syubban.

Until finally adzan maghrib reverberated...

" There is enough practice, replied Adhan first. "ustadz Mustafa.

The members of Syubban stopped beating the tambourine and sholawat, they all answered the adhan heard from the pesantren Mosque.

Adhan Maghrib complete.....

"Yes, you go ablution, remember tomorrow wearing the uniform that Kyai gave to ustadz Abdullah, later you will get. "ustadz Mustafa.

" Good ustadz," all members.

" Yes already, you immediately wudhu and perform maghrib prayers bersama'ah." Kyai.

" Both Kyai. "all the members of the Syubban, one by one they greet ustadz and Kyai while saying greetings.

The members of Syubban began to step into the pesantren. Kyai and ustadz smilingly looked at their steps.

" I am very happy with their spirit, hopefully they can all be successful and always Istiqomah. " Kyeah.

" Aamiin, yes Kyai, I see they are all getting better, "ustadz Mustafa.

" Thank God, I want you to train them patiently and vigorously so that they do not give up because of the words of the Band's children. " Kyeah.

"Okay Kyai, I will definitely continue to train them and bring them to win in every race, "ustadz Mustafa.

Kyai nodded and smiled.

The members of the Syubban....

They are very excited while joking around to the ablution place.Their happiness makes Zakir who runs into them annoyed and envious. Zakir looked back at the members of the syubban and finally continued his steps.

" Thank you Udin. " Azmir.

" Aban's voice is also adem, good Ban." The Word.

" Thank you, '" Aban.

" Yes, which is praised by Azmi and Akmal doang, I am the same as Ahkam, "Akmal is jealous.

"Yes, my voice is not good. " ahkams.

The members of Syria looked at each other and smiled.

" Mal, mas Ahkam, you have often been praised, so now Azmi is the same Aban that we praise. "one of the members of the Syubban.

"Tuh, "Udin.

The members of Syubban chuckled and Akmal and Ahkam laughed.

" It can be, "Akmal.

They continued their steps towards the ablution.

After their ablution they returned to their respective rooms.

Azmi was very happy, a sweet smile she always painted on her handsome face.Azmi was preparing to go to the Mosque, she combed her hair and put up her thief.

" Mi, where are your drinks?. " Muhklis.

" That's been out, from now on. " Azmir.

"Bang, ask to have Aban aja, here. " Aban gave me the bottle.

" You know Ban, thank you, "Muhklis.

" Hey bang, I don't really like that drink. " Aban's.

" okay. " Muhklis.

" Come, go. " ahkams.

Azmi nodded. Muhklis quickly finished his drink and went with his friend to the Mosque.

Arriving at the mosque, the santri have closed their prayers and prepared for prayer.

Azmi, Aban, Ahkam, and Muhklis immediately marched and tightened their shaf.

The santri pray very fervently. As usual after the Maghrib prayers they rote in the Mosque, listening to the lectures of ustadz Abdullah until the time of isya' arrived.

The congregational prayers are over, the santri crowd down from the mosque.

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In room......

Azmi sat down to put the prayer rug and the Qur'an as well as that done by Aban.

" Assalamualaikum." said Ahkam and Muhklis simultaneously.

" Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh " replied Azmi and Aban.

" This is Azmi's uniform, this is Aban's. " Ahkam gave them their Syrian uniforms.

" Thank God, so too. " Azmir.

" Thank God. " Aban's.

"Tomorrow the uniform, Mi, Ban. " Muhklis.

" Yes bang, I must be getting handsome wearing this." Azchem.

" Yes Mi, " replied Ahkam.

Aban and Muhklis laughed.

Azmi looks at the wall clock that shows at 08:00 p.m.

Teng... Teng... Teng.....

The book reading bell reads, the santri are ready to go to the mosque to bring us them.

" Let's go. " Azmir.

" Yes Mi, " Ahkam.

In their spirit they went together to the Mosque to teach the book taught directly by Kyai.Azmi,Aban ,Ahkam and Muhklis were very serious about listening to Kiai and interpreting their book.

Seriate.....