We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 91's. Misjudging

The night was getting late and Mustafa ustadz came home with quiet road conditions there were only a few motorcycles and cars that still passed. Ustadz Mustafa looks agitated while focusing on looking at the road suddenly in the middle of the road precisely in a food stall that is still open he saw a bunch of young people who are still engrossed in laughter while talking. Ustadz Mustafa stopped his car and looked back at the young man.

At once Austadz Mustafa was shocked to see the Mufti who participated in the children's meal.Ustadz Mustafa immediately got out of his car and approached the Mufti.

" Mufti, let's go home!." orders ustadz Mustafa to the Mufti who also turned his head towards him.

" Muf, who is this?" asked one of the Mufti's friends beside him.

" Who is he?, I don't know him, " said the Mufti haughtily as he continued to eat.

On hearing this Mustafa felt very angry and immediately pulled the Mufti's hand and took him away from the place.

The mufti tried to resist so that his hand slipped from his brother's grasp.

" What the heck?, what's the tugging of my hand?, " Mufti.

" What do you say?, Muf, let's go home!, it's late at night, "ustadz Mustafa firmly.

" What do you care about, brother, huh?. Want me late at night or I don't go home even though, all this time brother never take care of it, why now even tell me to go home ?." Mufti .

" Quite Muf, all this time brother cared about you. Do you know?, what did you do at the venue?, it was not true at all and my sister was very disappointed with your behavior earlier, " ustadz Mustafa tried to explain to his sister who did not want to listen to him at all.

" Oh, so brother here just want to say that what I did was wrong and then brother was disappointed, so?. " The little laughing Mufti turned his face slightly and looked back at the exhausted-looking Ustadz Mustafa.

" Denger yes brother!, I did all that because of brother!. Because my brother never cared about me, my sister loved the children of the village santri, my sister never supported me at all, " the Mufti stared at ustadz Mustafa who was standing right in front of him trying to explain while continuing to shake his head.

" Muf, you have misjudged your own sister, do you not remember?, if all this time the brother who took care of your finances as long as our father and mother sent in work outside the city, we did not, for whom?, it's for your future, Muf!" explains ustadz Mustafa.

" Huwaaa, "The mufti yawned while turning his face away.

" I'm sleepy Brother, let's guys we'll unplug," Mufti who just left ustadz Mustafa.

" Mufti, Muf!." cried ustadz Mustafa continued to call the Mufti who was about to leave and had gone up to his motorbike.

" Sister, I'm sleepy, I'm going home first. Brother continue his talk tomorrow!." shouted Mufti who had turned on his motorbike preparing to leave.

While Ustadz Mustafa could only be silent and looked at the Mufti who had been speeding along with his friends.

" O God, why can't I educate my own sister?. In any case, I should be able to make the Mufti change!" said Ustadz Mustafa before stepping into his car and starting to continue his journey home.

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Azmi sits with Aban and Rifki in front of her room, flipping through her school books.

Seeing his two friends who are engrossed in their world, Rifki gets bored and tries to find a conversation while holding his chin.

Azmi who had just finished reading her school book looked at Rifki who was daydreaming and showing a serious expression.

" Why Ki?, how dumb is that?" asked Azmi.

" You guys, from earlier busy reading books, why the hell?, even after the holidays I tell you it has finished the test." said Rifki to Azmi who is still watching him.

" Iki', um what's wrong with reading a book even though it's finished the test? ." Azmi replied at a glance giving a sweet smile.

" Yes Ki, you have to read a lot of books to fill free time, the book is a window on the world. "add Aban close the book he just read.

" Yes, your panties are smart, her job is to read a mulu book," Rifki.

Azmi and Aban only replied with a small laugh while looking at Rifki and looking at each other until they finally shifted their eyes.

" It's true Ki, thank God, no one had to change it and fortunately the owner of the show was patient, "Azmi.

" Emang mas-mas Band is so outrageous, yes, why can they do it Mi?. "ask Rifki back to Azmi who is sitting next to him.

" Yes, what can they do Ki, it's all they don't like us," Azmi replied.

" Bener tuh Mi, we have to show them that we are not a village, we can really make people love the same sholawat." added Aban made Azmi look at him while smiling a little.

" You have to be passionate, I will always doain you to be the best, okay. " Riffis.

" Thank you Ki, " said Azmi and Aban.

" Together, "Rifki.

" Let's go" Azmi stood up to take her two friends to school.

Rifki and Aban stood up and nodded their heads. They stepped towards the Madrasah that was inside the pesantren.

Madrasah looks very crowded both SMP and SMA are adjacent. The scenery is very beautiful to see the children of students who go to school using a neat uniform and also peci which is the hallmark of a santri.

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The break bell rang, ustadz Ridwan had finished his lesson and allowed his students to rest.

" Please rest the children, assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh. "ustadz Ridwan.

" Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabaraktuh, " said all students.

After ustadz Ridwan left the class, the class began to bustle with the students who came out to rest and some were still sitting on their benches. Rifki approached Azmi and Aban who were still sitting on their bench while talking about something.

" Come Mi, Ban, I'm hungry, "Rifki is standing in front of Azmi and Aban is blocked by the table.

" Why the hell pack ngajak-ngajak Azmi all?, " said Zakir who is still an henchman on his bench with his two friends.

" Why Kir?, Azmi is my best friend" replied Rifki firmly.

" Friend?, people like him do not deserve to be made friends.Delingan y'all is righteously the same as us, "Zakir who immediately stood up to Azmi and stood beside Rifki.

" What does Kir mean?. " asked Azmi who stood before Zakir.

Aban also stood up and was afraid that Azmi could not hold back her emotions.

" Don't be pretentious deh Mi, this guy kayak he has two faces, Azmi just want to benefit you with his face that pretends to be good. " Zakir stared inside Azmi with a sharp look.

" Heh Kir!, can be guarded not your talk?, Azmi not like that!. "stomped noble Rifki annoyed with Zakir's spicy words.

" Liet Ki, okay, if you choose this Azmi, no papa. But look at it!, I will tell you all, how cunning an Azmi Askandar you are proud of is!, "Zakir turned his back on Azmi.

" Whatever you say Kir, I'm the same Rifki will still be Azmi's best friend until anytime!, come on Mi, Kir, we'll just go from this obscure person!, " Aban invited his two friends to leave.

Aban, Rifki, and Azmi immediately left Zakir before that with a sharp gaze Azmi watched Zakir at a glance and continued her footsteps.

" Kir, why do you want to say?. "ask Helmi to stand up and approach Zakir.

" Look at me later, "Zakir turned to Helmi with a sly smile.

Seriate......