
"What is the mind of Fhadlan?" ask the teacher.
Fhadlan thought for a moment, suddenly he remembered Sukarjan sir's remark about King Titisan Dewa means that the Messenger of God attacked the Guardian of some kind of holy cleric in a religion.
"Because Wali. buk guru" replied Fhadlan.
The teacher was flabbergasted to hear Fhadlan's answer, the only one of his students who was thinking of becoming a Guardian.
"Know what Fhadlan... Mayor, or just a Class Guard like a teacher's mother?" ask the teacher again.
"God's guardian.buk guru" replied Fhadlan again.
Buk teacher was silent for a moment, more astonished by the way of Fhadlan's mind, rope he still gave a complimentary comment.
"That's good too.. Fhadlan must learn the science of religion so that his mind is granted" comments the teacher encouraged.
Until the break they still memorize the word Java for daily conversation. When the break bell rang Fhadlan and Tatang were still sitting on their bench, they were confused how in the meantime their classmates had scattered to storm the hawker place outside the classroom.
"Fhadlan ... Catch you guys not shit?" asked Andina who had just returned with ice cut in her hand.
Seeing Andina with ice cut snacks comes Fhadlan's taste for ice cut snacks. Ice cut is a snack in the form of a sweet drink that is wrapped in plastic after freezing the ice is cut into pieces according to the price request starting from Rp. 500, Rp 1000 to Rp 2000. ice cut is one of Fhadlan's paporit snacks when begging in the capital.
"Where's the buy, Dina?" ask Fhadlan.
"It was just outside the school gate" Andina said, pointing outside the front fence of the school.
"Come wait here yeah, let Fhadlan buyin" said Fhadlan had poured into the ice-cut wagon that ran out of the school fence.
"Es cut two thousand mang, but made two thousand thousand pieces" pinta Fhadlan.
"Yo wis, endi dhuite" said mamang iceman.
Fhadlan was in a daze to answer what, but he understood that the money meant by the ice mamang was money, immediately Fhadlan gave money two thousand on the ice mamang.
"This is mang" said Fhadlan gave money two thousand rupiah.
"Matur nuwun" said the ice mamang handed two pieces of ice that had been pierced as a handle.
When Fhadlan entered the classroom he saw the biggest student in their class trying to snatch a pencil from Tatang's hand.
"I'm my potlot" he said in Javanese.
"the kuring pencil" said tatang with sunda's accent, trying to maintain the pencil.
"My mother potlotku.. eta pencil kuring... iku potlotku. eta pencil kuring" Tatang and the student who tried to rob the pencil began a fierce fight.
Andina who was near them tried to break up.
"Eh Bram you yes. Every day make a rowdy, no kapoknya punished buk guru" said Andina.
Linggo Bramantio Kawisworo is the name of the boy who quarreled with Tatang, he was indeed known by way of wayward students in class. None of the disciples dared to him. Almost every day there are students who beat him.
"Look teacher.. Look at the evil bram" Andina shouted running out of the classroom in pursuit of Bramantio.
Bramantio stopped chasing Andina when he saw Fhadlan coming in with two pieces of ice in his hand.
"It's good to buy some ice for bram" Bram told Fhadlan.
"This is ice for tatang not to make you go broke" said Fhadlan then handed a piece of ice on the tatang.
"Eh little boy, you said Bram was a moron, try saying once again if you dare" Bram threatened.
"Fhadlan who has become accustomed to the harshness of the life of the street children of the capital is certainly not afraid of the threat of Bram.
"Lu think you're who.. goblok" challenged Fhadlan.
"Your little boy is brave" Bramantio, who has the character of Bringas, was challenged by Fhadlan, of course, would not accept, his fist that had been clenched had been drifting towards the face of Fhadlan.
Fhadlan is not a child that can be played like other children with the empty-handed style taught grandfather Ammar time in the village easily Fhadlan avoid every blow Bram, Bram, even a blow back Fhadlan decisively hit Bramantio's heart.
"Bruuuk" Bramantio fell hard.
"Aiiiih" Bramantio grimaced in pain all over his chest ached, his chest asphyxiation paused for a moment. But Bramantio's mentality is extraordinary even though his tears began to drip still held him to not cry.
"Not sick" said Bramantio wipe his tears, then rose again trying to attack Fhadlan.
With the magic eagle style back clouds Fhadlan dodged nimbly, then lifted a blow back towards the temple Bramantio.
"Duk" Fhadlan's straight fist came back with a crushing blow to Bramantio's temple, and Bramantio's body was blown away.
"Brukkk" Bramantio's body fell right in front of the incoming teacher's book after hearing there was a commotion in the classroom.
"Bram .. You don't inssyaf insyafnya every day fighting" said the mother teacher has lured Bramantio ears.
"Let's go with you both to the office" said the teacher to Fhadlan and Bram.
In the office of teachers Fhadlan and Bramantio in nasehati not to fight anymore. After they forgive each other they return to class continue the lesson. Since then Bramantio did not dare to disturb the arrival of my friend Fhadlan, although he still feels revenge on Fhadlan is still hidden but his heart has been shriveled since the fight with Fhadlan has turned into him in the face of Fhadlan.
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Three years Fhadlan with Mr. Sukarjan the love between them is getting stronger, they have a match in many ways, so they look very familiar. They were just as interested in the history of antiquity, so Fhadlan could quickly inherit Sukarjan's skill in reading ancient writings.
Mr. Sukarjan has also compiled several ancient language language dictionaries that are commonly used in various artifacts of antiquity. Mr. Sukarjan also asked Fhadlan to study the dictionary of his creation in translating various artifacts and books of ancient books.
It is not difficult for Fhadlan to learn the dictionary of Mr. Sukarjan because they directly practice by translating the ancient books in the workspace of Mr. Sukarjan.
Now Fhadlan could not only read the ancient books but he could also understand the various writings contained in the ancient books.
Sunday morning because Fhadlan's holiday is not school, Sukarjan sir who is also on holiday asked Fhadlan to clean his study, they are very familiar and compact working. It seems that Pak Sukarjan very carefully tidied up the book written on the palm leaves.
"Heart lan" said Pak sukarjan when he noticed Fhadlan was moving, an ancient book that was passed on a silk cloth that was given a kind of preservative like wax.