We are Santri Not Artists

We are Santri Not Artists
Episode 76's. Here is the Winner.



Aban, Farist, Dimas and the others had already finished their meal but Azmi still had not come.


" Where is Azmi?. " Farist looked at each santri who passed by.


" Lelet is really a child, just take water for almost 1 hour." Dimas.


" Am I just taking it?." Aban was beginning to worry.


" No Ban, " said Azmi who just came and stepped closer to her friends.


" How long have you been, Where have you been?. " Aban's.


" I'm sorry, I had some business. " Azmir.


" It is expected for santriputra to soon gather at the Mosque." a very clear and loud voice made the santriputras immediately headed for the Mosque.


" Come, we'll go straight there. " Farist.


" Yes, "Azmi.


They also immediately stepped towards the mosque.Partyang pesantren do not want santriputri and santriputra meet, they have arranged everything and santriputri already gathered first in a large room where to practice hadroh.


The ustadz are encouraged to sit on the bench that has been provided near the stage that will be used for the students who managed to win from each race.


The magnificent pesantren mosque makes about 200 students fit to enter even they are very free.


Azmi and the others sat together on the red chair that was provided.


" May we all win yes, "one of the santri.


" Aamiin. "says everything.


Dimas who sat at the very corner between them could only remain silent while playing his fingers.


Santri from the Al-Hidayah pesantren who did not participate in the crowded race into the mosque wanted to know who won but it actually made other santri inconveniences because of their crowds.


" Rame so, why are they here?." Azmi who looked at the students who entered and sat filled the mosque.


" No really, they shouldn't be looking for a place. " Farist.


Before the commotion between the pesantren happened fortunately there was one of the ustadz who told the santri to leave and finally they wanted to leave without objection.


Seen ustadz who wear name necklaces, their sign is a jury or committee who is talking about something with a serious face.


" Oh I'm getting stern, "one of the students who is next to Azmi.


" Here you go, relax, the lomba is done too. Just wait for the result and the best is the winner. " Azmi to the santri while smiling.


" Yes mas, mending us a prayer just hope our pesantren the best." added Aban.


" Yes, you are right" said the santri while giving her smile.


" Alah's... So smart they are. " said Dimas.


" Dimas, you can't be like that" said Farist.


" Why?, I'm right, they're just capers saying that, right, I mean. " Dimase.


" Dimas, why are you?, than I didn't like it with them" said one of the students.


" Yes, I don't like them, holy sook tau no, " Dimas.


" Astagfirullah, though,...... " Farist who disliked Dimas' behavior and wanted to reprimand him but Azmi managed to stop Farist by holding Farist's hand.


" Udah mas, I don't papa kok digituin, I'm the same Aban can accept, it's common, yes Ban. " Azmir.


" Yes, we don't have papa. " Aban's.


" The announcement of the winner will begin soon, hope the students do not make a fuss and listen carefully" said someone who was already on stage talking to his microphone.


Simultaneously all the santri who had been noisy became quiet.


Farist began to calm down as he took a breath looking back at the extremely indifferent Dimas.


Azmi sat back down properly and tidied up the pecans.


There was an old man who climbed very carefully onto the stage. Mc gave him a microphone very politely.


" Please Kyai" said Mc after giving his microphone and back down.


"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. "answers all santri, para ustadz and the judges.


" Thank God, thank God we say because the event can run smoothly. I also want to thank the 20 pesantren who have participated in this race. I see the ability of all of you in all competitions.There are good at reading the Qur'an there are good at Arabic there is anything ...


" Arab poetry Kyai." said one of the santri.


" Yes right, there are those who are good at drawing calligraphy as well, and there are also those who are good at bringing proselytizing,Masya Allah .I am very proud of all of you santri who have shown your ability, the spirit continues to tholabul ilmi (seeking knowledge). Because you are the younger generation who must make the country proud.Well just immediately the announcement of the winners. " Kyeah.


Mc immediately went on stage and received a microphone from Kyai with both hands.


The students are excited to await the announcement of the winners.


" All right everyone, I as the host will read the names of the santri who managed to bring home trophies from various competitions. Immediately I read for the Arabic poetry competition the winner of 3 is....


All were very focused on listening to the winners of the 3rd and 2nd champions on the call to take their trophies and prizes.


This is what is most awaited is the winner of the 1st champion.


" Out next, the winner of champion 1 is......


Farist who became a participant was very enthusiastic waiting he hoped his name was called with both hands that he put in his nose and mouth.


" To Ahmad Farist from the pesantren Nurul Qadim allowed to go up on stage. " Annuire.


Applause welcomes Farist.


" Great mas, let's go forward." Azchem.


" Thank God, "Farist, he stepped forward to the stage.


Farist managed to receive the trophies and rewards.


" God, clap your hands again." The host.


All gave Farist a very lively applause. Ustadz Abdullah and ustadz Ridwan are very proud of Farist


" Hopefully the winner stands on the left, "the host.


The winners retreat and shift to the left to give the next winner a place.


" You don't go down first yeah, "host to the three winners.


" Well, "answer the three winners.


One-by-one winners were announced and took to the stage Aban won the 1st place and Dimas was also called the 2nd place.


" Happy mas, "Azmi to Dimas.


Dimas did not return Azmi's congratulations and just went to the stage.


" Excellent Dimas." said one of Azmi's friends.


" Udah Mi, you don't have to bother people like him." added another santri.


" Yes, " said Azmi while smiling at the two students who did not win.


Dimas stood right next to Aban who was carrying his only trophy.


The applause is getting lively for all the students who managed to win. Dimas had also gotten a trophy but he did not look at Aban who had just looked at him.


" Congratulations, "Aban.


" Don't be pretentious, " said Dimas so spicy but Aban just smiled and looked back to the front to see Azmi who gave both thumbs.


" Well, here's the long-awaited winner of the da'wah race I will read.." the host.


Azmi refocused on listening he really hoped his name would be called.


" Azmi will win" said one of Azmi's friends.


" Aamiin's. " Azmi rubbed both of her faces.


" For a santri who won first place in the da'wah race he is....."


The silence made the atmosphere even more tense.


Ustadz Abdullah hopes Azmi's name will be called.