We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 85's. Noble Plan.

When the break arrived Azmi and Aban sat in a bag while waiting for Rifki who was still waiting in line to order his food.

" Tires" Azmi told Aban, who was cleaning his hands with a tissue.

" Yes Mi, what is it?. " asked Aban turned towards Azmi seeing that Azmi painted her sweet smile.

" I really want to make the community love the same sholawat, but how to do it?"." asked Azmi.

" Hmmmm, I think it's hard Mi, especially now many are afraid of being left behind in this day and age people prefer to hear what music is.. Mmmm... Dj, well that and maybe who likes the same sholawat just among santri or parents. " Aban's.

" In this world there is nothing that is impossible Ban, including for everyone to love the same sholawat yes not all of the hell, but at least thousands of people Ban, Ban,I really want everyone to sing their sholawat for the prophet Muhammad. " Azmir.

" Hey, haven't you guys eaten yet?. " The new Rifki came with his food.

" Not Ki yet, we're both waiting for you." Azchem.

" Wishh is very loyal to you, "Rifki while positioning himself to sit beside Azmi and Aban.

" Sholawatan era now Mi, so different from others" said Aban after thinking long enough.

" What the hell are you guys talking about?" asked Rifki with a confused face.

" That Azmi wants to make a lot of people love sholawat. " Aban's.

" Oooo, easy it's mah, Azmi stay in tv teru sholawatan I'm sure everyone will love sholawat. " Rifki was very confident.

" Why are you so sure, why?. " Azmir.

" Yeah Mi, you are so innocent, yes you are handsome Mi, I am sure all women if you see you must be in love. " Rifki while chewing his food heard that Azmi who was eating slowly suddenly coughed and immediately drank water.

" Astagfirullah Ki, that's not what I meant. " Azmir.

" Tau nih Rifki, it is not clear, Mi, you just eat first, then we think again. " Aban's.

" I'm wrong, right, Aban, I'm right. " Riffis.

" Have eaten first Ki, that's lupain only the point is you are wrong. " Azmir.

Rifki was silent and turned to Azmi and Aban who enjoyed the food so much Rifki again scooped up his food.

" Alhamdulillah, "Azmi after drinking and finishing her meal.

" Mi, I want it ." Riffis.

" What's it? ." Azchem.

" Have you memorized the book yet?." Riffis.

" It's the same with Aban, why?. " Azmir.

" Oh yes, there's Mi's camp, "Aban.

" Seriously?, when?. "asked Azmi enthusiastically.

" I was horrified from the same Akmal mas Ali was 3 weeks away, well in the camp there will be memorization of the book. " Riffis.

" 3 weeks is still a long time, is it almost back?." Azchem.

" Azmi, Azmi, have you ever calculated the date of fasting?, "Rifki.

" Every once, but in the past now it was not, said mas Ahkam if calculating the date that there later we do not feel at home in pesantren as well as not focusing on knowledge." Azchem.

" Yes anyway, said mas Akmal that too, end I want to cepet-cepet home Mi, "Rifki.

"Rifki, santri emang must be able to miss, we must focus on science and make our parents proud." explained Azmi to Rifki.

" Mmm, really Azmi, do not count the return of mulu Ki, just calm down to go home really." added Aban.

" You guys really, if that's what I'll focus on finding science and won't be counting dates again. " Riffis.

" Nah, that dong Ki, anyway we have to spirit to learn in this pesantren. " Azmir.

" Yes, thank you, you all know me. " Riffis.

" Together Ki, this is our duty to teach kindness to others, yes Mi," Aban turned to Azmi.

" Yes Ban, really," Azmi smiled.

The school bell rang very loudly, Azmi, Aban and Rifki started to get up and step towards the classroom.

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After ablution and changing his uniform with a brown cocoa shirt that is very cool, Azmi sat in her bed while wiping her face that is still a little wet because of the water.

" Yes Ban, " replied Azmi limp.

" You why the hell Mi?, I keep daydreaming." Ahkam who sat in his palace closed the Quran he had just read.

" No, who is dreaming?. " Azmir.

" Ordinary Azmi, secretly she must have thought of something, I mean. " Muhklis who walked over to Azmi and nudged Azmi.

" There is no bang, "Azmi replied with a small smile.

Instantly everyone looked at Azmi with a curious face.

" Oh yes, let's go, come on Ban, "get Azmi up from her bed standing in front of Aban.

" Come on, come on, bang. " Aban's.

" Yes, you guys go first. " ahkams.

Azmi started to walk first and saw a small rain trickle down the pesantren yard, Azmi was silent engrossed in staring at the rain stub.

" Rain again Mi, "Aban who stood beside Azmi.

" Yes Ban, no papa, just drizzle, come on, "Azmi.

" Mum, bang,ayo, drizzle this," Aban.

Qhamat began to sound Muhklis and Ahkam immediately stepped over to Aban and Azmi.

" Come Mi, Ban, "take Ahkam.

Azmi nodded her head and stepped with her roommate.When the prayers of the pilgrims began a very heavy rain came but did not reduce the khusyk'an of the santri in performing the prayers of the pilgrims .After reciting and praying, the rain has not yet subsided.

" For all you should be here first, the rain is still heavy just wait to subside. "ustadz Abdullah who became an imam.

" Good ustadz, " answered all the santri.

" Yes have been waiting for ya, please take the Qur'an to teach while waiting for the rain to subside. "ustadz Abdullah.

" Good ustadz, "all santri.

They had to stay in the mosque while waiting for the rain to stop.

Azmi rubbed her hands together she looked cold, Ahkam who was beside Azmi laughed a little at Azmi's expression.

" Cold you Mi, " Ahkam.

" Yes, the rain is heavy. " Azmi turned to Ahkam.

" Mi, how are your plans that want to make children today love the same sholawat?." Abans.

" Don't know Ban, "Azmi replied looking at Aban.

" Wishh is great, Mi, you have to be able to admit it." Muhklis was listening.

" Yes bang, but I'm confused about what to do." Azchem.

" Hmmm, I know Mi, " Ahkam.

" What did you do?" asked Azmi.

" We make a song about love but there are shades of sholawatnya I'm sure young people will definitely like tuh, " Ahkam.

" Sholawat about love, hmmmm, actually also mas Ahkam if the usual sholawat was already often in shenger if sholawatnya different would be many who like especially now the era of bucin. " Azmir.

" Bucin?, what is Mi?. "asked Aban.

" Bucin is a love slave like this Azmi Ban, "Ahkam while laughing and patting Azmi's shoulder.

" Kok me anyway, mas Ahkam tuh, "Azmi laughs a little.

" Want Azmi, want Ahkam just like you guys." Muhklists.

" No, I'm the son of the pious bang, "Azmi.

" See 'yeah, you are religious. " ahkams.

Azmi smiled as she looked at Ahkam, Aban, and Muhklis who also laughed a little.They look very cool talking so they do not recognize drowsiness while waiting for the rain to subside as well as the other santri.

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