We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 55's. The Spirit of Sholawat.

Sihin smiled and looked at Azmi, seeing that it made Zakir and Helmi upset.

" Yes Azmi, I don't want to keep hugging you, I want to be a friend....

" No, it can't happen" said Zakir, who was standing next to Sihin.

Helmi releases Azmi's hand from Sihin's.

" Zakir, what's wrong?." Azchem.

" Why?, listen to Azmi, Sihin is my best friend from SD and now you want to call my best friend.I became more sure that you are sneaky Mi," said Zakir very angry.

" Eh Kir, instead of you who are cunning, Azmi never tuh, memgebales your evil deeds." said Aban defending Azmi and standing beside Azmi, Rifki also stood up.

" No, no, Sihin can't win with you, "Zakir.

" Kir, you can also be my best friend, mending now we do not need to hate each other or become enemies, we are better. " Azmi gives her handwriting while smiling.

" Don't dream of you Mi, your kayak people are not worthy to be friends, Alban, your Rifki was fooled by the appearance of Azmi who is holy-spirited, come on Hin, Hel, Hel, we're goin. " Zakir laughed cunningly and pulled Sihin's hand to take her away.

" Here you are, be patient" Rifki.

" Yes Mi, let's eat yuk first, "Aban.

" You eat, I don't lust." Azmi, he just left Aban and Rifki.

" Azmi," Aban was about to follow Azmi but Rifki held Aban's hand stopping Aban's steps.

" Don't Ban, we give Azmi ourselves. " Riffis.

" But Ki, Azmi was sad again. " Aban's.

" Yes, I know, but Azmi can do all this, we know how Azmi. " Riffis.

Aban was silent and wanted to follow Rifki's words not to disturb Azmi.

While Azmi herself was in the classroom feeling very sad.

" What's wrong with me?, why can Zakir hate me so much?. " said Azmi in a classroom that no one at all until Rifki and Aban had arrived.

" Azmi, you don't papa. " Aban's.

" Yes Ban, I'm not papa. " Azmi smiled.

" Udah Mi, Zakir is just jealous of you, you do not have to terrorize people like him. " Riffis.

" Yes Ki, "Azmi, Rifki gave her smile to Azmi who looked at her.So that the class bell rang, the students rushed towards their class and continued their second lesson.

The students studied diligently, but Zakir continued to stare at Azmi cynically even though Azmi had no problem with her and seriously wrote. Zakir will never stop to harm Azmi who has always been patient about his actions, whether what makes Zakir hate Azmi.

Ba'da duhur, ustadz Mustafa came and entered the pesantren, as usual he always looked simple with a blue beat motor.

Ustadz Mustafa looked at Akmal who was walking while coughing.

" Akmal, " cried ustadz to Akmal, Akmal stopped his steps and immediately approached ustadz.

Akmal immediately put his hands in his ustadz, Mustafa smilingly looked at Akmal.

"Akmal, you why?, you are sick huh, hm,ayo said the same ustadz, "ustadz Mustafa worried about Akmal whose face was very pale and coughing many times.

"if I say the same ustadz, surely ustadz will be worried and tell me not to take part in training.... No, I don't have to tell you what the truth is. " Akmal in the heart while looking down.

" Akmal, ustadz nanya like you, you are not papa?. "ustadz Mustafa holding Akmal's shoulder.

" Emmm, no papa kok ustadz, see ,Akmal can still make exercises. " Akmall.

" Yes already then, you call the others, I wait at the training ground. "ustadz Mustafa.

" Good ustadz, if that's what I call friends first, assalamualaikum." Akmals.

Akmal went out to call the members of the Shubban, while Ustadz Mustafa went to the training ground to wait for the members of the Syubban.

Not long after Akmal came with the other members of the Shubban, they immediately approached the ustadz Mustafa and one by one of them touched the hands of the ustadz.

" Why on all limp, have not eaten?. "ask ustadz Mustafa to members of the Syubban who do look limp.

" Not really ustadz, we all eat. " ali.

" Yeah, we're all excited. " Word.

" Yes ustadz, we are excited. "reply to all the members of Syubban in a compact manner.

Hearing that Mustafa ustadz was happy and smiling.

" All right, let's start the exercise. "ustadz Mustafa.

" Good ustadz. "all members of the Syubban.

Start them sitting in a row, as usual the hadrahs began to take musical instruments according to their culture.There are those who take tambourines there are also those who take like a big barrel named jidur which produces a loud and loud sound.

" Azmi, vocal 1 yes, you read the first first, Ahkam and Akmal the second you read simultaneously continue Aban, read the last one, then repeated again and read it together, understand. " ustadz Mustafa's.

" Understand ustadz. "answer Azmi ,Ahkam, Akmal and Aban.

" The hadrah team has memorized the tone, which is yes," ustadz Mustafa pointed to the board that had written the tambourine.

" And for the jidur, this one. "ustadz Mustafa shows the tone for the jidur.

They all began to understand and nodded their heads.

" Okay, it's ready. "ustadz Mustafa.

" God willing, ready ustadz. "the members of the Shubban.

" Bismillah, let's start, Azmi." ustadz Mustafa.

Start Azmi reading sholawat entitled "the moonlight" lyrics first. By using the microphone that has been provided, although Azmi is not used and a little awkward but ustadz told Azmi to calm down and relax.

" Stop . Azmi, take a breath first, don't strain, understand. "ustadz Mustafa.

" Understood ustadz. " Azmir.

" Well, start Azmi. "ustadz Mustafa.

" Bismillah" said Azmi and began to read her sholawat quietly and unhurriedly.

Until the time Ahkam and Akmal were reading sholawat lyrics 2 simultaneously, because they were seniors they could compact and read sholawat with their beautiful voices. When Akmal and Ahkam read their sholawat, then the hadroh team to cut their tambourine very compact.

Azmi and Aban begin to learn how Akmal and Ahkam chant sholawat calmly and unhurriedly. Until Aban began to read the last lyrics calmly Aban can chant his sholawat with no hurry and a very beautiful voice.

Ustadz Mustafa smiled looking at Aban who was able to sing his sholawat very well.

" Now, let's read together, remember Azmi who is calm yes, must be compact and no one is too slow or too fast in order to go hand in hand. "ustadz Mustafa.

" Good ustadz. " Azmir.

" Let's Start. "ustadz Mustafa.

Although Azmi is often wrong, because it is too fast but Mustafa ustadz patiently taught Azmi and others to compact and produce sholawat very beautiful. When it was the third time they could sholawat in a compact, the team hadrah who were already proficient was also very excited to cut their tambourine.

On the other hand, the Mufti was with only one friend closest to him peering at the members of the training camp.

" That's your brother Muf, why is he?, more martial pesholawat whose dreams are very high. "said Mufti friend looked at the members of the Syubban who are very excited.

" Be calm, I will not make the team sholawatan succeed and be proud of everyone, you see later. " the Mufti clasped his hands and looked at the members of the Syrian government with a sharp and hateful look.

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