ENDLESS HALLWAY
CHAPTER 33: THE

An inter-provincial bus runs fast through gate after gate of the Lampung city toll road to the city of Jakarta through the port of Bakauheni anchored at Merak port, all seats full of passengers, and all seats are, of the many passengers, a plainly dressed young man sat by the window of the inter-provincial bus. His eyes looked out the window, his forehead creased, the panorama outside the inter-provincial bus window caused him to recall his mother's words.

"Farel, you're old enough, if you're not wrong now it's twenty years, then you'll have to look for an experience outside!" said mother. "You better go to Jakarta ..." It was in the ears of the young man.

"I don't want to leave my mother!" cut Farel. "I want to accompany my mother!" Farel.

"Soundless boy!" Mother smiled. "Isn't there still your brother Balqis accompanying you?" Said mother. His mother stroked Farel's hair. "You have to fight for your future!" Follow mother.

"I fought in the city of Lampung isn't it the same?" Farel looked at his mother. "Why go to Jakarta?" Ask Farel.

"You're not really our son!" His mother breathed.

"What?" surprised, he did not believe. "I'm not father and mother's son?" Farel's eyes glazed over. "Mother lied!" Farel continued to believe.

"No! I'm not lying!" His mother breathed. "Twenty years ago your mother and father Rangga lived in Jakarta." Mother says. "One afternoon, when we came home from the family home, seeing a boy crying in the yard, we hurriedly approached him, if it was not wrong that you were only half a year old, soon we took you into the house, at that time, your father immediately wanted to report to the authorities, but I kept him ...!" Obviously Farel's mother is none other than Cindy who married Rangga after an inconvenience in her hometown of Lampung with the death of her younger brother Zahra due to want separated by her two parents from the fadly's lover, whose plan to marry a rich man in their village, Mr. Ruslan, causes Zahra to take a shortcut away from this world forever. Finally Cindy and Rangga went from his hometown to the city of Jakarta, the story can not be changed with its own scenario, Rangga died faster because of the pain he suffered. This was despite Cindy's expectations, leaving behind two children, Farel and Balqis. Then Cindy married Deska, a man who was quite old but gave a lot of attention and affection to Cindy and her two children, Farel and Balqis until they grew up.

"Why did you arrest me for reporting to the authorities?" Farel widened his eyes.

"Because at that time, we still had no children!" Mother explained. "Mother has been married to your father for over a year and has no children, so I intend to take care of you as our son!" His mother stopped for a while, then he just continued, he said. "It turns out you brought us happiness, one year later, unexpectedly mother, mother was pregnant, so we loved you even more. After your sister was born and was two years old, unexpectedly, your father died of illness!" The half-old woman began to fall.

"Balqis' sister is seventeen, right?" Ask Farel.

"Yes! Your sister is seventeen." His mother replied with teary eyes.

"After your father Rangga died, my mother married your father Deska who you know yourself just left us one year ago because of his heart disease and fortunately the company still provides your father Deska's salary ration, so, we all have no trouble!" His mother looked at Farel. "Farel, I told you to go to Jakarta for two things!" Cindy said to Farel, who was not her real child.

"What two things mom?" Farel did not understand.

"The first thing is that you can find your father and mother, the second thing is that you look for a job and if you can get into University!" Cindy explained her goal.

"Can I find my father and birth mother, Mom?" Farel laughed sadly. "Where can I get into university?" Farel sighed.

"If you've got a job, chances are you can get into University!" Mother comforts. "After you arrive in Jakarta, while you're staying at your family's house first!" His mother gave him the address of his family and it was recorded by Farel.

"Farel, do you hate us?" Said mother. "For in the past we did not report to the authorities?" Cindy to her son.

"No! I thank my mom and dad who raised me. Until I grow up to be an adult!" Farel lowered his head.

"Before you leave, take along a picture of you as a child, who knows how much it might be worth to you!" Mother smiled. "On your shoulder is a sign ...!" Follow mother.

"What sign is mom?" Ask Farel.

"Black leather as big as marbles!" Definitely Cindy.

"Where is the sign?" Ask Farel.

"On the left!" Reply Cindy.

"Why don't I know?" Farel tried to tear it.

"You can't see it." Mother smiled. "What else tastes it." His mother said seriously. "That mark is your signature, it may be your identification." Cindy explained.

"Hopefully so!" Farel.

"If God wants to bring His servants together, it's not hard!" Said his mother "Mother's prayers are always with you!" Cindy continues.

"Thank you, mom!" Reply Farel.

"Oh yeah! Don't forget to send a letter to your mother and sister Balqis, she must be very lost!" His mother said: "Will you have your fare set." Definitely Cindy.

"Thank you, ma'am." Farel.

"Farel, once you get to Jakarta, you can hang out with people from all walks of life." His mother gave advice. "If it is right and good, it can set an example for you! If it's bad and ugly, it's an experience." His mother looked at her son. "If you know evil, you won't fall. Remember that! Do not harm others if you do not want to be harmed, besides, do not think too much about your own interests, think first before doing something!" Cindy's advice to her adopted son.

"Yes! Ma!" Farel nodded.

"Don't be influenced by something for your ambitions, it will endanger you. Remember that! The Almighty does not allow His servants to do anything unlawful and sinful!" Mother warned.

"Yes, mom." Farel nodded again, he was very grateful to his mother, although only a new foster mother he knew, the kindness and affection poured out by his adoptive father was unforgettable by Farel, Farel, in a small heart, he still considers his father and adoptive mother is his own father and mother, what else against his sister named Balqis, he loved him very much.

"Oh yeah! Once you get to mom's family home, you just call them om and aunty! Ommu's name is Ismo Harsoyo!" mother said.

"Good, mom!" Farel said back.

"Farel, you pack now, you can leave tomorrow morning!" Cindy continues.

"Yes! Ma!" Farel was ready to go into his room, and suddenly he said: "Mom, should I leave tomorrow?" Ask Farel.

"Yes, tomorrow you have to go!" His mother's face was a bit moody, it was heavy his little heart took off Farel however, he strengthened his heart, because he had to attach importance to the future of his adopted son. "Hopefully you'll get a good job and hopefully you'll meet your real mom and dad!" Cindy continues.

"Hopefully, ma'am !" Farel went into his room.

"Fight for your future and never do anything against the law!" Cindy's advice is back.

"Yes, mom!" Reply Farel.

"Sister Farel, if it works later do not forget to take Balqis for a walk to the city of Jakarta, huh?" Say beautiful girl' who is Farel's adopted sister with eyes that glisten.

"I won't forget, Balqis!" He embraced his still-childish sister. Farel recalled continuing to follow the inter-provincial bus slide that finished crossing the Sunda Strait contacting between the islands of Sumatra and Java began to enter the city of Jakarta. After getting off the inter-provincial bus and getting out of the terminal, Farel breathed a sigh of relief, he glanced over here and there while enjoying the beauty of Jakarta Metropolitan city. Next to her hand was an old suitcase. Suddenly he reached his hand, and a taxi stopped in front of him. The taxi driver's head was pushed out and asked: "Where are you going?"

"Do you know this address?" Farel asked while taking out a note of his om address, Ismo Harsoyo.

"Oh! Know, please go up!" Reply to the taxi driver.

"Thank you, sir!" Farel opened the car door, after being in the taxi car, he put his suitcase in the back seat.

"Where are you from?" Ask the driver.

"From Lampung, sir!" Answer Farel.

"How many times have you been to Jakarta?" Ask the taxi driver again.

"First time!" Farel replied briefly.

"Then you have to be careful!" Message from the driver. "For in this city there are many pickpockets and support!" Further.

"Thank you for your warning!" Farel said politely.

Farel's eyes looked out, he watched the beautiful garden and the multi-storey building and heard the noise of the slide of cars on the streets. Shortly afterwards, arriving at his om address named Ismo Harsoyo, after paying the taxi fare, he immediately plugged his old suitcase into an alley, he asked the people where he lived, until he finally arrived at his house. The house he was looking for was very simple, but clean, there was a little yard and planted several kinds of flowers.

A half-old woman opened the door, after Farel knocked on the door several times.

"Who are you looking for?" Ask the old woman.

"Sorry, auntie!" Andi. "Is this Om Ismo Harsoyo's house?"

"Yes!" Answer the old woman.

Then he asked with astonishment. "You who!" The half-old woman glanced towards Farel's old suitcase.

"I'm named Farel while my mother's name is Cindy ...!" Farel explained.

"Oh! May Miss Cindy's son, please come in!" Reply to the old woman again.

Farel went into the house, and he sat down. His suitcase was placed near his seat, he glanced briefly around the living room. In the living room there is a tivi and a display cabinet, not so large and simple the room, maybe this is what is called the living room. Farel thought in his heart.

The half-aged woman prepared a drink and said, "Will you drink!"

"Thank you aunt!" Farel.

"How are you doing with your mother's father?" Ask the woman. She wears an ordinary dress.

"My father died a long time ago, while my mother was in good health!" Answer Farel.

"What's? Mr Deska is dead? Why don't we know at all!" The woman breathed. "I am your wife!" The woman introduced herself. Quickly Andi bowed to his aunt, after which, he just sat back down.

"When did you just get home?" Ask Farel.

"Not necessarily!" Reply tantenya. "Sometimes late in the afternoon and often home late at night." Farel looked at his aunt as if he was asking what was the reason why he often went home at night? "Ommu pulled a dark taxi!" The tantenya gave an explanation. "Then we often go home at night!"

"Oh!" Farel just understood.

"If it's not wrong you have a sister, right?" Ask the tant suddenly.

"Yes, auntie!" Then Farel asked: "Where is the aunt going?"

"Go away!" The aunt said: "We have two children, a son and a daughter, a man only eleven years old and a woman fifteen years old!" Tanteanya.

"It's a big aunt too!" Farel smiled. "Is it still school?" Ask Farel.

"Still!" Tantenya. "The female is already third grade of First Middle School, while the new male is fifth grade of Elementary School!" Tantenya smile. "And you?" The aunt asked.

"Have High School Graduated!" Farel lowered his head.

"You mean come to Jakarta?" Ask the tant again.

"Searching for work!" Farel replied briefly.

"Searching for work?" The aunt frowned. "It is not easy to find a job in Jakarta, especially no connections or people who are willing to lend a hand to work!" The aunt shook her head.

"I will try as much as possible!" farel said firmly.