We are Santri Not Artists

Episode 96's. There's Crime In The Ponpes

After finishing performing the congregational morning prayers imamated by ustadz Abdullah pesantren looks very crowded with santri who began to descend in crowds from the large pesantren Mosque. Azmi and Aban step together until their room, occasionally Azmi talks about Akmal on their way to the room.

Zakir, Helmi and Sihin who had stepped behind Azmi and Aban accidentally heard Azmi's words talking about Akmal disease.

" Akmal is sick again?" zakir asked his two friends.

" If what we heard from Azmi earlier is true Kir, Akmal mas was taken to the hospital last night. " Silhain.

" I'm so confused, actually what is Akmal mas sick, anyway? " ask Helmi while holding her chin.

" Akmal Mas kaya is sick, I really often hear, members of Syubband talking about Akmal mas disease." Zakirs.

" You're nagging, Kir? " Silhain.

" Oh no, it's just a coincidence that I keep on hearing." replied Zakir with his song.

" Same time, Kir. " Sihin with a lazy look looked at Zakir.

" Have, uh... Kir, how, plan to make Azmi, have you, not yet? " Helmet.

" Oh yeah, wait for you guys to pass the pesantren will also not find." Zakirs.

" What is the plan? " ask Helmi who is very curious.

" Later I will tell you, let's get ready to pay for the book first, "Zakir.

" Okay Kir, "Helmi.

While Sihin was just speechless he actually wanted to help Azmi but Sihin was completely helpless because he was Zakir's best friend from childhood, Zakir still did not want to listen and still wanted to trap Azmi.

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As Kyai said that he would call Akmal's parents after performing the dawn prayer. Kyai comes first to see Akmal because he does not know Akmal's parents' phone number. But after performing the morning prayers Akmal again limp and helpless he lay down again on his bed.

" Ustadz tau, old man's number, Akmal?" kyai asked ustadz Mustafa who was behind him.

" Wait Kyai, I keep all the numbers of parents and children of the members of Syubband.I see first, hopefully there is. "ustadz Mustafa.

" Okay, let's see. " Kyeah.

" Yes Kyai, briefly. "ustadz Mustafa began to pull out his phone and look for Akmal's parents' phone number.

While Kyai again stroked Akmal's head while praying for Akmal's recovery.

" Alhamdulillah, there is Kyai. "ustadz Mustafa.

" Thank God, let's talk to Akmal's parents. " Kyeah.

" Good Kyai, this is what I've contacted. "ustadz Mustafa gave his phone to Kyai with both hands showing the adab to Kyai.

...*Kyai's Speech...

...By Akmal*...

Akmal's mother was guarding her husband who was also lying weakly in the hospital suddenly heard the sound of his phone ringing and was on the table. Akmal's mother immediately received the call.

" Assalamualaikum, yes ustadz Mustafa, what's wrong? " ask Akmal's mother before she picks him up she reads the inscription that contains Mustafa's ustadz name.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, this is my mom, Kyai Hafidz." Kyai.

" Kyai, what's up, Kyai?" ask Akmal's mother who is getting restless.

" I'm sorry before ma'am, I want to tell you about Akmal's current condition....Eeeee.... Akmal is now hospitalized, so I asked my mother to come here to accompany Akmal. I know that mother's place is far away in Blitar, so I will send a driver who will come to mother's place soon, mother please tell my mother's address. " said Kyai who explained Akmal's situation and asked Akmal's mother to come here.

Hearing that, Akmal's mother felt very sad here her husband who was treated and there her son who was hospitalized. Akmal's mother looked at her frail husband helplessly lying while Kyai was still waiting for Akmal's mother's answer with her occasional glances at Akmal and Ustadz Mustafa.

" Mommy, how, mom? " ask Kyai who was waiting for Akmal's mother's answer.

" Same ma'am, well then I wait for the address later I will call my driver. " Kyeah.

" Yes Kyai, "Akmal's mother.

" Assalamualaikum." Kyai.

" Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatulli wabarakatuh. " Akmal's mother began to lower her hape and returned to her husband.

" O Allah awake the husband of the servant from the coma and heal the son of the servant O Allah, Aamiin. " Akmal's mother, holding up and wiping away the tears that kept flowing and soaking her cheeks.

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While in Pesantren, Zakir had planned something for Azmi who was playing ball with her friends because today is a sports lesson.

Sweat began to wet the face of Azmi who continued to dribble the ball.Seeing the conditions that had been safe Zakir immediately implement his plan.

" Come, let's go to the boarding school! " said Zakir who kept watching Azmi with a sharp look.

" But Kir, it's still lesson time, how do we ask permission?" Helmets.

" It's just calm, who comes with me just Sihin and you Hel, take care of the condition here if ustadz Fathur nanyain I say just go to the toilet, okay!" Zakirs.

" Kir, how come I come with you, Helmi aja deh. "refuse Sihin who refuses to commit crimes with Zakir.

" Sihin, come along, no one will know, come on! " Zakir he did not want to wait long and immediately pulled Sihin's hand to come with him.

" Hel, remember! " shouted Zakir who had stepped with Sihin.

" Yes!" yelled Helmi answered Zakir and again watched Azmi who was fun playing with the students.

The quiet atmosphere of the pesantren makes Zakir free to do the action, when the students are busy with their morning activities as well as Ahkam and Muhklis who are in school to become ustadz.

Zakir went to Rifki's room which was 1 room away with Azmi's room.

" Kir, what do we do to the room, Rifki? " ask the confused Sihin.

" You are silent! " said Zakir in a hurry.

" You wait here!" Zakirs.

Sihin just nodded her head.

Zakir looking for a closet owned by Rifki finally he found a closet Rifki name attached Rifki because every child must name any object that is not exchanged with other students.

Zakir immediately took some objects from there, namely a watch and some bracelets that Rifki stored not only belonged to Rifki Zakir also took other objects that he did not know who belonged.

" Maybe this has Ali mas, no papa more stuff, Azmi more and more who hate him." said Zakir while smiling cunningly.

" Well, come on Hin!, now we take some stuff in our room is our room closest to Azmi's room, come on!" ask Zakir to step into his room.

After taking some things Zakir went to Azmi's room there he looked for Azmi's closet. Zakir placed the precious things he stole in Azmi's closet.

" At last, we just wait for people to react when they see the items I put in Azmi's closet, " said Zakir as he looked at Azmi's closet.

" Let's Hin, before anyone knows we're here, we have to sneak away! " Zakir.

" Yes, come! " sihin said that he was actually afraid of what he had done.

Unbeknownst to them, Ahkam who was going to the room saw Zakir who had come out of his room.

" Lho!, is that Zakir the same Sihin why is he in my room?" ask the astonished Ahkam.

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