We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 68's. Fire Jealousy.

Azmi, Aban and Rifki were having a conversation after finishing their meal.

" Wishhh, great you were chosen for the representative of our pesantren, passion for you." Rifki excitedly excited Azmi and the smiling Aban looked at Rifki.

" Yes Ki, thank you, "Azmi.

" Thank you Ki, our doain is Ki," Aban.

" Together, I will doain that you may win. " Riffis.

" Aamiin's. " Azmi and Aban.

" Oh yeah Ki, how is Akmal doing?. " Azmi is reminded of Akmal.

" Today he coughed loudly and Abdullah ustadz came for the love of medicine. " Riffis.

" Pity me Akmal, "Aban.

" But he doesn't know the disease in his body. " Azmir.

" I don't think Akmal knows yet, because he's still that ordinary. " Riffis.

" O Allah, may Akmal be cured of his illness. " Azmir.

" Aamiin's. " Aban and Rifki.

Azmi begins to take her drink and drink suddenly comes Dimas, Zakir, Helmi and Sihin who are sitting right behind the Azmi dining table. Dimas with a facial expression that showed hatred plus anger looked at Azmi sharply.

Rifki who knows about it wants to tell Azmi.

" Mi, " whispered Rifki.

" Hmmm," Azmi replied while still gulping down her drink.

Rifki waits for Azmi to finish her drink.

" Why Ki?, "Azmi who finished drinking and threw away the bottle.

" Try me, you look back like his brother Zakir worried about you continue to ." Riffis.

Azmi started to look back and sure enough Dimas still looked at Azmi. Seeing that Azmi tried to calm down and smiled at Dimas.

" Why did you?, I didn't see me that way?." Azchem.

Hearing Azmi's words, Dimas turned his face away.

" Mas Dimas, mas can not be silent.This is a chance mas, make Azmi embarrassed, let's mas. " whispered Zakir to Dimas.

Dimas smiled cunningly because he had thought of something to humiliate Azmi in front of the many santri who were eating in the cafeteria.

" You're right Kir, I have to make Azmi know if you dare to call the title of exemplary santri, she is not at all worthy. " Dimase.

Dimas stepped forward and approached Azmi who was laughing because of Rifki's cuteness.

Seeing Dimas coming, Rifki stopped his laughter and painted a frightened face trying to tell Azmi and Aban by using the code through his eyes.

" What the hell Ki?, pack the eye code all. " Azmi who does not understand with Rifki's eye code.

" Why Ki?, "Aban.

Not knowing quickly, Dimas pulled Azmi's collar from behind until Azmi stood in front of Dimas.Zakir ,Helmi, and Sihin began to stand looking at the incident.

" Astagfirullah, mas Dimas ngagetin aja, what is it?. " Azmi who tries to calm down and hold back her emotions.

" Hey everyone, look who do you know?, "Dimas.

All the santri who were enjoying their food began to turn to Azmi who was just down .

" That's a son of Shubban, "santri 1.

" Yes, he was already a vocal of Syubban. "santri 2.

"He's a pretentious person, "Dimas is very upset and looks at Azmi while continuing to stare at Azmi's collar. Azmi looked calm and not angry at all.

" Mas Dimas, detin Azmi mas," said Aban who did not have the heart to see Azmi noticed by many students.

" Look at his best friend who believes, heh.Who is your name?, listen yes, you have misjudged Azmi, I will tell you if people like him just want to win the hearts of all ustadz . " Dimase.

Aban wanted to go forward and release Azmi but was stopped by Azmi who blocked Aban's steps with her hands.Aban looked at Azmi who only gave a slow nod while smiling.

" Mi, Azmi, sholawatan dong, pack your cloves, "one of the santri.

" Dimas, you have just become jealous of Azmi's fire. " Farist came to appease Dimas.

" What the hell are you guys?, kok even martial Azmi. " Dimas is upset.

" Emang mas Dimas want to do Azmi anyway?, here no one digbebela mas Dimas, all support Azmi, is it all. " Riffis.

" Yes right" replied the santri who was in the canton.

Hearing that Dimas felt increasingly envious of Azmi and increasingly hated the figure of Azmi who did not commit any crime to her.

" You all have to beat me up, Azmi has no talent, she just won handsome, at most mediocre voice. " Dimase.

" Dimas, you don't know Azmi's voice yet, eat it now love her . " Farist.

" Here, I don't want to hear his voice, it doesn't matter.You see, I'll prove the true nature of Azmi ." Dimas, he just left.

Zakir who saw Dimas leave also followed him before Zakir stepped he stood right in front of Azmi just giving a face of hatred without speaking anything.

" What is Kir?. " said Azmi casually.

Zakir just kept quiet and took Helmi and Sihin away.

" Come Hel, Hin, let's go. " Zakir, he went with his two friends following Dimas who had gone far.

" Mi, why the hell were you just silent?, usually you directly emotional. " Aban's.

" You calm down Ban, I don't papa really, I know that Dimas mas is like that because it's been heated up with Zakir.Lagain all support me really. " azmi said in a soft voice explaining to Aban put his hand on Aban's shoulder.

Aban smiled and nodded.

Farist who was still there smiled at Azmi's words and approached Azmi.

" Your great Mi, can hold emotions. " Farist.

" Ordinary as well. " Azmi turned towards Farist.

" O ye knowin, Farits, I am the son of ustadz Fathur, perhaps you do not know me yet" said Farist gave his handwriting.

" Azmi mas, yes I already know the name of the mas from Ahkam. " Azmir.

" Azmi, he said he wanted sholawatan. "santri 1.

" Yes Mi, come on, go ahead and get the bell in. "santri 2.

" but.... " Azmir.

" Home, sholawatan. " Farist.

" Sama Aban is also, "one of the students.

" Yes, I want to. " Age .

" This is Mi, the microphone, I'll take it from the office" Rifki.

" Iki', you're so good, "the Azmi monster.

" Come aki, start. "one of the santri.

Finally Azmi wanted to chant sholawat "O Messenger, Yes habiballah" in front of many people with Aban even though only sholawat in front of the canteen all look very enjoy the beautiful voice of Azmi and Aban.

Azmi was also happy to get to know the Farist mas who is the son of Ustadz Fathur despite just watching, Farist continued to support Azmi and Aban.

On the other hand......

Zakir and his two friends finally found Dimas sitting on a bench with an angry expression. Zakir immediately approached Dimas.

" Gawat mas, all the other students heard Azmi and Aban's mediocre voice. " Zakir.

Dimas was silent.

" It can't be ignored, we have to make new plans. " Helmet.

While Sihin was just speechless and lazy to follow along.

" The next 2 days, we have to make Azmi laugh on stage later." Zakirs.

" You guys just calm down, I already have a plan to guess Azmi so that she can not join the race and she will be angry with all ustadz. " Dimas stands up and has found a sinister plan for Azmi.

Seriate.....