MILLINIUM-TRENDI GENERATION FHADLAN
Episode 19's

While living in the capital city of Fhadlan know the lives of difficult people, even though they do not understand religion in the age of those who are still classified as children, they have known the philosophy of life. Fhadlan was unaware of the philosophy of life from the caregivers and older brother. The understanding of the philosophy of life is increasingly pervasive in the soul of Fhadlan with the trials of severe trials in nature.

"We live to prepare for the things to come, whether tomorrow, tomorrow, or tomorrow, even tomorrow after death. If we do not have a plan about what we want to achieve, at least do not resign, but do something we can do with the best effort. Later along the way we find things that we need to prepare and need to reach. Do not be afraid of failure or fear of other bad things, Lha wong our way of life has been chosen the best by Allah SWT" said Maryani's mother to Satrio, who was the best choice for her, Rolan and Fhadlan each time they would go to the streets, ringing in Fhadlan's mind.

"O Allah, what kind of life have you prepared for Fhadlan!?" ask Fhadlan in his heart. For Fhadlan may no longer apply any philosophy of life. He felt like he was being forced into a very hard and difficult life.

When Om Nanak left, his last hope was lost. Fhadlan felt so pity that he did not realize Fhadlan had been crying for a while.

"Huuu huuuu huuu" Fhadlan's cries spilled as om Nanak disappeared from her sight, all Fhadlan could do was cry then return to her inpatient room.

One of the nurses saw Fhadlan who was feeling pity, then approached Fhadlan,

"Fhadlan don't you want to go back to your family?" the nurse who knew Fhadlan as the son of Cicilia.

Fhadlan was silent from her cries, the nurse's attention was enough to comfort her, her chest was cool again, Fhadlan was like finding new hope to gather with abi and uminya.

"Yes.... Fhadlan wants abi and umi" said Fhadlan expectantly.

Fhadlan wait here yes let the sisters take care of the administration of Fhadlan's care.

"Yes aunty" said Fhadlan.

Sisters who suspect Fhadlan family do not want to come to the hospital because of economic distress. Of course, Sister does not know the chronology of how Fhadlan has gone through various life journeys that are almost beyond healthy logic to become a hospital patient.

Not long after, the nurse followed the doctor who treated Fhadlan back to the place where Fhadlan was sitting waiting.

"This is a child dock victim of Mount Kawi accident whose mother died, until now his family side has never come to complete the hospital administration" said the nurse.

Doctor stroked Fhadlan's head.

"Uhhhh kasian.. How is Fhadlan healthy?" ask doctor.

Fhadlan just nodded

"Maybe his family includes people who are less able. Now let him go home later the hospital can contact the village, at least ask for a certificate of not being able from the village or the village head" said the doctor.

"Good doctor" said the nurse then cut the patient's ribbon bracelet on Fhadlan's hand.

"Now Fhadlan can go home to her exit" said the nurse.

"So this is just a fare for Fhadlan's son on the street" the doctor gave Fhadlan a white envelope.

After the doctor and nurse leave the hospital room. Fhadlan's sadness regained control of him, automatically Fhadlan felt himself expelled from the hospital where he was treated. In his camp, several pieces of je clothes in a bag that had been bought by Cicilia's mother when in Malang then with a move Gontai Fhadlan died of a hospital without a definite purpose.

"However Fhadlan will not be able to return to the past, crying will not fix the future, fhadlan must be steadfast to face the situation until time ends the journey of life" Fhadlan told himself.

Whether it had been how long Fhadlan had been walking, while walking through the quiet highway and no residential residents, he began to feel tired, the blazing sun made Fhadlan's feet hot as in the flow of electricity, he began to feel tired, the sun made the soles of his feet hot as in the flow of electricity, Fhadlan was no longer able to travel, when exploring the sugarcane plantations on the roadside his thirst was unbearable. In search of a shady place then Fhadlan dropped himself as if he did not want to move again.

Suddenly Fhadlan re-thought of her birth mother, even though she was not together after being born but Fhadlan felt the love of her biological parents. Fhadlan feels the real bond of unconditional love, which was awakened in the last two years during the care of her birth mother's umi sarah.

His name is instinct the child must really want to be close to his parents. Fhadlan recalls how difficult mother Gayatri and om Nanak when her son came to be sick.

"It must have been very painful for umi and abi to have lost their child" Fhadlan thought.

Fhadlan's mind was sometimes like an adult but still he was just a limited child. Thinking that his parents in Jakarta were difficult to find, making him resigned to living the life where he is now.

When Fhadlan lay unable to stand, where from the knee to the tip of his feet was hot he really gave up waiting for every possibility that would happen.

"This is where Fhadlan died" he murmured to himself and closed his eyes waiting for the angel of death to kill him.

A motorbike stopped not far from Fhadlan's position. Fhadlan opened his eyes and forced himself to sit down, he saw the biker down and approached him. Fhadlan was already wary of the bad possibility as the middle-aged man stood in front of her.

"You're Fhadlan, aren't you?" taya the man.

"Yes" said Fhadlan with a full view of search.

"You were treated with the arrival of his son, Mr. Nanak, right?" ask again.

"Yes" replied Fhadlan again.

"Ooooo walaaah.you really want to go alone anyway.om asked to pick up Fhadlan's son to be brought to his house" replied the man.

Hearing in his name om Nanak Fhadlan feeling back to be relieved.

"om has been around around nyari nak Fhadlan fortunately met here, son Fhadlan om Nanak you, another week just returned here, you for a week stay with the Sukarjan first yes" said the middle-aged man who turned out to be named Sukarjan.

"yes" said Fhadlan

Of course, Sukarjan's offer meant a lot to Fhadlan, like an infinite gift to him. Soon Fhadlan stood up following Sukarjan who had turned on his bike.

"Let's have Fhadlan sit behind me" pinta om Sukarjan.

with great difficulty Fhadlan who was very tired to climb the motorbike then sat behind Sukarjan.

"Sir Fhadlan Holds tight yeah" back om Sukarjan asked Fhadlan to hold, after Fhadlan sat behind him.