We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 57's. He's Taking It to the Hospital.

The santri crowded down from the pesantren Mosque. Azmi and Aban walk together down from the boarding school they meet with Zakir, Helmi and Sihin who cross paths with them.

" Azmi, "said Sihin greeting Azmi.

" Yes Hin. " Azmi replied to Sihin's greeting.

" Hin, don't fuck her, come on. " Zakir kept pulling Sihin's hand away from there.

" Heh Mi, don't dream that Sihin is your friend" said Helmi and left.

" What is it about people?, not very clear. " Aban was very upset.

" Here are the tires, justin. " Azmir.

They continued their steps to his room. The person in the room saw Ahkam and Muhklis who showed a sad expression.

" Assalamualaikum" said Azmi and Aban.

" Wa'alaikumsalam." replied Ahkam and Muhklis limp.

" On why all?, " asked Azmi confusedly.

" Azmi, Aban, Akmal were taken to the hospital." Muhklis was very sad.

" Akmal, why Akmal?." Azmi was worried.

" Akmal is sick what?. " Aban's.

" We also do not know, we had seen ustadz Abdullah and other friends who brought Akmal, said Ali from earlier Akmal cough and when he wanted to go to the Akmal Mosque fainted,the same nose with his mouth is a lot of blood" said Ahkam.

" If Akmal is still like this, he can't come tomorrow. " Muhklis.

" O Allah, Akmal. "Aban.

" No bang, we must pray for Akmal mas, hopefully Akmal quickly healed and hopefully nothing happened as Akmal mas. " Azmir.

" Aamiin's. " Akham, Muhklis and Aban.

Everyone looks very sad and hopes Akmal can participate in the event tomorrow .

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

The bell naji book reads.

" Let's get Mi, Ban. "Ahkams.

" Yes, come on Mi. " Aban's.

Azmi nodded her head.

They went together to the pesantren mosque to teach the book. With slow and limp footsteps due to worry about Akmal.

Once there Kyai also asked for prayers for Akmal to be cured of his illness.

" Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. " Kyeah.

" Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. "answered all santri including the princess who listened with at the boundary of the pesantren wall.

" I was told that a santri named Muhammad Akmal Kholilul Rahman was taken to the hospital due to severe illness, Akmal bleed a lot from his nose and mouth.Because of fear of anything happened ustadz Abdullah immediately took him to the hospital. I ask all of us to pray for Akmal's son, that nothing happens." Kyai.

" Aamiin's. " All santri.

Hearing the name Akmal made the princess named Aisyah tremble in her heart and feel very sad.

Aisha shed tears as Kyai recited prayers.All the santri guaranteed prayers from Kyai and continued their book lessons.

......At the Hospital.. ......

The doctor came out of the hospital and approached ustadz Abdullah and ustadz Ridwan who helped deliver Akmal.

" How is the Doctor my santri?." ustadz Abdullah was very worried.

" Akmal's brother has a very dangerous disease, Pneumonia or pneumonia, which can lead to death." The doctor.

" Athaghfirullah, "ustadz Abdullah and ustadz Ridwan simultaneously and look at each other.

" But Akmal can still be cured, Doctor." ustadz Abdullah.

" I can't be sure, but I will give him the medicine he has to take every day, Akmal should not be too tired or in a cold place, this can make his condition worse. " Doctor.

" Good Doc, thank you." ustadz Abdullah.

" Together, come. " The doctor walked away.

" Yes Dok, mari." ustadz Abdullah and ustadz Ridwan.

" We should tell when Akmal conditions are good enough . "ustadz Ridwan.

" Yes, you're right, let's go in. "ustadz Abdullah.

Ustadz Ridwan nodded his head. Akmal who has not yet opened his eyes is attached to oxygen in his nose and infusion in his hands. The eyes of ustadz Abdullah and ustadz Ridwan glazed because they could not bear to see the condition of Akmal very limp.

" Pity Akmal, he's a very good boy. "ustadz Abdullah.

" Yes mas, I also know this child very well, he is a very talented child." Ustadz Ridwan.

Slowly Akmal opened his eyes and saw the ustadz Ridwan and the ustadz Abdullah before him.

" Ustadz" said Akmal in a trembling voice.

" Akmal, how?, is anyone sick?." ustadz Abdullah.

" No ustadz, ustadz, Akmal is sick what?." asked Akmal.

" Emm, you.

" Akmal, you rest first yes, you are fine, oh yes, you have to drink a lot. Come on son, wake up first. "ustadz Ridwan cut off the talk of ustadz Abdullah.

Ustadz Abdullah looked at ustadz Ridwan, ustadz Ridwan nodded his head and smiled while helping Akmal sit down and release the oxygen in Akmal's nose. Ustadz Abdullah immediately took a bottle of water he had just given and gave it to ustadz Ridwan.

" Come on Akmal, drink a lot first" ustadz Ridwan.

"Ustadz, my throat hurts so much, I don't speak strong ustadz." Akmal said with a trembling voice.

Ustadz Abdullah and ustadz Ridwan looked at each other and felt sorry for Akmal.

" Now, therefore you drink a lot of it. "ustadz Abdullah.

Akmal nodded his head, he received a bottle of water that had been opened from the hands of Ustadz Ridwan. Akmal started drinking enough water.

The doctor came to check on Akmal again.

" So soon, I'll check again. " Doctor.

" Good Doc. "ustadz Abdullah.

The doctor began to examine Akmal, he also told Akmal to open his mouth.

" Well, here's the cure, remember to drink it twice a day exactly after eating, and son Akmal, you can't go to the bottom. " Doctor.

" Good Doc. "ustadz Abdullah received the medicine given by the Doctor.

" I'll excuse you. " Doctor.

" Yes Dok, thank you. "ustadz Abdullah.

" Ustadz, why did the doctor tell me to take medicine?, Akmal does not hurt anything. " Akmall.

Ustadz Abdullah and ustadz Ridwan looked at each other.

" Em, Akmal, you have to take medicine, so that such an event does not happen again and your condition can improve" ustadz Ridwan.

" Yes Akmal, you must take medicine, "ustadz Abdullah.

" Good ustadz. " Akmall.

" Come, the doctor has let you go home. "ustadz Ridwan.

Akmal nodded his head. Slowly they walked to the car to get home.

...Pesantren......

The book teaching lesson is over. Azmi and Aban came down from the Mosque and were suddenly stopped by Zakir.

" Azmi, the cause of Akmal mas is you" said Zakir.

" Eh Kir, what the hell are you talking about? , what does that have to do with Azmi?. " Aban's.

" Yes, I know, Akmal was sick because of you Mi, "Zakir is increasingly speaking that is not clear to make Azmi and Aban confused.

" Not Azmi Kir, Akmal is already sick, why are you talking about it?, sleepy? 9. " Ali heard it all.

" Ustadzah, I want to meet my sister, she is sick." said Aisyah from the gate near the boarding school who insisted that she could enter the place where the son santri.

Hearing the sound of crying made Azmi, Aban, Zakir and Ali speechless and looked towards the gate.

Seriate.....