We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 7's. The lies were finally revealed.

 

Zakir starts to sweat cold once in a while he notices Azmi and the wall clock .Azmi who felt innocent just relax and watch Zakir who began to fidget until finally the bell home from school rang. The santri were allowed to go home except Azmi and Zakir.

 

"Aban, Helmi, the same Sihin want to wait too."ustadz Ridwan who saw them still sitting on their respective benches.

"Yes, I'm Azmi's best friend, so wait for her."Abans.

"True ustadz, I'm the same Sihin also want to wait for Zakir."Helmets.

"Well, my dear friends, you are all good, Azmi, Zakir now ustadz ask you to write your full name in your respective books later ustadz will match the writing in your pr book."ustadz.

"Good ustadz."Azchem.

Zakir did not answer he just nodded his head and began to write in his book.Similarly Azmi hoped the truth would be revealed.

"Ustadz, my pen ink's gone out of here."Zakir lied.

"Relax Kir, I don't tell you that this is over and this is just bought."Azchem.

Zakir took the Azmi pen with a cynical look whereas, Azmi gave a smile to Zakir.

"Azmi, you're done try ustadz look at your writing."ustadz.

"Ready oustadz."Azmi advanced ustadz shirt gives the result of his writing.

"Eh Kir, long time ago. "Aban.

"Yeah, this is it. "Zakir, he went forward and gave his writing to ustadz trembling.

Ustadz began to match Azmi's and Zakir's writings and ustadz began to find out who was honest and who was guilty of ustadz smiled at Azmi and Zakir who stood waiting for the certainty of Ustadz.

"Nee Hin, surely Zakir's getting caught if he changed Azmi's book."Helmets.

"Yeah, Zakir can punish."Sihin's.

"Where is Ustadz, I prove that I'm honest."Azchem.

Ustadz nodded a few times.

"Zakir, ustadz want to ask why did you replace Azmi's book with yours?."ustadz.

"Emmm sorry ustadz, I just want my value to be good like Azmi, I envy ustadz the same Azmi who is always praised for good value while I keep bad value"said Zakir in a slow tone looking at Azmi and occasionally looking down.

"Astagfirullah Zakir, if you want good grades yes learn do not even replace your book with Azmi, this is your name you have lied the same ustadz ,ustadz ask you to learn as Azmi there is no harm right."ustadz.

"Yes Kir, I would love to teach you."Azchem.

"Well, Azmi wants to, now you're sorry Azmi let's hurry."ustadz.

"Ishhhhhh really did again ustadz asked me to apologize as Azmi was prestige."Zakir in the heart.

"Pocket Kir, I'm sorry. "Aban.

"Yeah, yeah.. Azmi I'm sorry."Zakir did not turn to Azmi and did not give his hand.

"Zakir, apologize for being right, time like that let's apologize."ustadz.

Zakir started to look at Azmi, he sighed at Azmi hatefully and began to give her hand.

"Azmi, I'm sorry."Zakirs.

Azmi accepted Zakir's hand office.

"I'm sorry."Azchem.

"Alhamdulillah the problem has been solved Azmi ,ustadz also apologized for misunderstanding you."ustadz.

"Yes ustadz, it's okay."Azchem.

"Yes already, you can go home. "ustadz.

Azmi and Zakir kiss the hands of the ustadz as well as Aban, Helmi, and Sihin who stand near the ustadz kiss the hands of the ustadz.

"Assalamualaik."Azmi, Zakir, Aban, Helmi and Sihin.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." replied ustadz Ridwan who was still sitting on his desk watching their steps while smiling.

"Heh Azmi, you don't be happy that I will never like you and I'm sorry that I'm not sincere to you.I also don't want to learn with you." said Zakir.

Azmi takes off Zakir's hand....

"Kir, why don't you like me?. If you want your grades to be good I want to teach you."Azchem.

Zakir laughed cunningly.

"Heh. No need to be arrogant, smart-about until whenever I will make you not feel at home from this cottage."Zakirs.

"Eh Kir, you are the same Azmi wrong Azmi what try?. He's always been good to you."Aban defends Azmi.

"Don't be pretentious nih nybela nih people, Azmi is a hypocrite you know, she's just pretending to be good, but inside it's evil just want to be praised, would Azmi Askandar."Zakirs.

Azmi began to get angry at Zakir's very spicy words, he approached Zakir even though he had been stopped by Aban.

"Kir, do you mean what does it say?.By the way it's true Kir, I've never asked to be praised by everyone."Azchem.

"Udah Mi, you do not need to be horrified Zakir, there will be no end to our silence cepet wudhu bentar again want to worship."Aban calms Azmi holding Azmi's shoulder.

Azmi turns to Aban who won Azmi, they begin to leave Zakir and his friends.

"Basar Azmi is a hypocrite." shouted Zakir smiling cunningly at Azmi and Aban cynically.

Helmi and Sihin could only follow Zakir.

Arriving in the room, Azmi immediately put down her book and sat beside Ahkam taking off her pecans, laying herself on Ahkam's bed.

"Why are those people ?.I hate it so much as me."Azchem.

Aban approached Azmi and stood before Ahkam.

"Ban, why Azmi?. "ask Ahkam.

"Disease is the ."Abans.

"Azmi, let's ablaze our congregation's prayers late."Abans.

"Sana Mi, wudhu first let you calm down."Ahkams.

Azmi immediately sat looking at the wall clock and put on her pecans.

"Let's get some tires."Azmi who stood in front of Aban invites to take ablution. Aban nodded and stood up. They went to ablution.

Azmi and Aban immediately wudhu the other santri have many who walked towards the mosque.

Sounded qhamat by one of the santri indicating the jam'ah will begin soon. Azmi and Aban hastened their steps towards the Mosque and indeed the prayers have begun Azmi and Aban late 1 rakaat .

"Well, it's late for me."Abans.

"Yes, we'll go with rakaat next."Azchem.

Azmi and Aban followed the second rakaat. When all the santri had finished Azmi and Aban stood up again continuing the last rakaat. Azmi and Aban followed the prayer led by the priest. Santri next to Azmi continued to look at Azmi while participating in recitation until it was finished and all the santri went down. Azmi looked at the santri which made her uncomfortable.

"Sorry, I'm worried about me, why?" asked Azmi.

"No, I see you're late."the Santri.

"Yes, we are too late ."Azchem.

"I just saw whose name are you?. You were the Adzan yesterday."the Santri.

"Yes mas, I was the one who made my name yesterday Azmi, my name is Azmi?."Azmi, while Aban eavesdropped sitting next to Azmi.

"I love your voice, your voice is so good."Santri.

"Thank you mas. "Azmu.

"Mi, go home and sleepy."Abans.

"Yeah...I said assalamualaikum."Azchem.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."the soldier noticed Azmi's steps.

"Eh, he said his name was earlier, but the child is indeed training in the Syubband dah, ah let it. "santri said while watching Azmi who had been away he did not go down immediately but took the Qur'an to teach.