MILLINIUM-TRENDI GENERATION FHADLAN
Episode 30's

Indeed, lately emerged a variety of organizations that are very structured, even though each organization stands alone, but they all in the name of Queen Fair. Every organization has a leader who claims to be the Queen of Justice, every organization has smart people, there are martial arts, there are those who can double the money, there are also those from the religious experts, there are also those from the religious class, each of them has a great skill set beyond human logic can.

The latter organization is quite troubling, they do not hesitate to kill, to get the property and heirloom that they claim as an object inherited for the Queen of Fair. Not infrequently they clashed with each other even from organizations that declared themselves as an empire with their own government.

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Mr. Nanak was very surprised to hear the complaint of Fhadlan, earlier he had heard how many times there was an eruption, but he did not suspect, it is logically impossible for anyone to rob during the day.

Soon the neighbors were contacted, the police and the family of Mr. Sukarjan were contacted by phone. The news of Sukarjan's shooting immediately spread like a wind blowing, As soon as the house of Mr. Sukarjan was crowded by residents, then police sealed the scene. Police members immediately made contact to the kepanjen kaposek and the poor police.

Local police took security measures by placing personnel in the area of the incident.The bodies in the evacuation were taken to the Malang hospital.

When the police station was busy with the security of the location of the invasion of curious residents, a police officer approached with a cellphone still on.

"Sir Kapolsek.

"Yes here" said the police chief.

"Hello this is the Police Chief of Malang, can talk to Mr. Kapolsek Kepanjen" the voice of the Police Chief was heard on the phone.

"I sir, ready to take orders" said Kapolsek.

"According to informants at the scene of the incident there was a victim's foster child, the child was the target of many bounty hunters Queen Fair, immediately secure lest the syndicates find him. Escort until the police team Malang pick him up" ordered the police chief.

"Ready sir" replied Kapolsek.

The police chief hung up the phone, then took his personnel to Mr. Nanak's house to ask the whereabouts of Mr. Sukarjan's adopted son.

"Good day Mr. Nanak, what about Mr. Sukarjan's adopted son, is he okay?" ask Kapolsek.

"Alright sir, just he was too shaken from earlier his body was shaking, now again with my son in his room" said Mr. Nanak.

"You check" Mr. Kapolsek ordered the rest of the police.

Two police officers asked Mr. Nanak to see Fhadlan in the room. But they found a messy tatang room with window panes that had been broken into. While the whereabouts of Tatang and Fhadlan are not visible in his room.

"Coming... Fhadlan" shouted Mr. Nanak.

Many times Mr. Nanak called them but there was never an answer, Fhadlan and tatang like disappeared like in the swallow of the earth. Police officers inspecting the windows that were forcibly dismantled already knew that Fhadlan and tatang had been kidnapped.

"The commander's report .. The target and his friend have gone missing" one of the police officers said.

"Lost" cried the police chief in panic.

Soon they conducted a search, residents were deployed to search for the whereabouts of Fhadlan and Tatang, but until the accompaniment of the Malang Police arrived at the location where the two children were not known.

When several police service cars Malang Police accompanied by several patrol motorcycles and two trucks full of police officers and brimob in combat condition came to the scene led directly by the Malang Police.

"How is Sukarjan's adopted son?" ask the police officer after he was at the scene.

"Report, Mr. Sukarjan's adopted son disappeared with his friend mysteriously" Kapolsek reported.

"Apaa" shouted Mr. Capolres.

"You know the price of the child is my department and the post of Kapolsek sir. Someone was waiting for the child in Polda Jatim, understand" said Mr. Kapolres very scared.

"Find it out" the police chief ordered as very frightened.

So important was Fhadlan's life that someone ordered the Police Chief directly to pick him up and escort him. Of course, the person who gave the order was not a random person so that the Police Chief was very frightened after knowing Fhadlan had disappeared.

For several days the police chief led the investigation, searching for even the suspected perpetrators but Fhadlan and Tatang did not meet.

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What happened to Fhadlan and Tatang?, Where did they go?. When people scatter to the place where Sukarjan was killed, the existence of Fhadlan becomes forgotten. Tatang took Fhadlan to his room, in Fhadlan's room sitting on a bed with tears constantly flowing.

However steadfast Fhadlan faced the death of Mr. Sukarjan who had been considered as his parents is very sad. Fhadlan remembered Sukarjan's message when translating the last book.

"And If the father is no longer there, you try to find the instructions in the book about a place called a stone monument on a hill lined up, the location is called a hill of padang" said Mr. Sukarjan.

When Fhadlan reminisced about his memories with Mr. Sukarjan, the window of Tatang's room was broken from the outside.

"Shelf" the shutters following the rules in the betot out, then two shadows flashing in, their movement is very fast pheasant can not be followed by ordinary eyes, the next second Fhadlan felt his neck on tap as his body went limp.

Fhadlan only had time to see two thin men who had been chasing after Mr. Ismoyo, carrying the body of Tatang who also drooped and then returned to flashing very quickly out through where they entered.

Fhadlan tried to scream for help but his voice could not come out. He tried to stand up but his entire body was as if fixated unable to move in the slightest.

Arriving from outside the window again flashed one shadow, the next second Fhadlan's body was in the bopong brought out of the room running very fast towards a forest not far from the look of their residence.

"uh uh uh" complained Fhadlan in the support of a well-built man, with long hair.

As no matter the complaint Fhadlan the man continued to run, even though he already knew Fhadlan was free from his tootokannya.

Fhadlan watched the place they were passing through, entering the pine forest up the hill, sometimes down the hill jumping over the ravine, passing through the creeks until they entered very far in the depths of the forest.

The man lowered Fhadlan in a roomy and flat place.

"You're Cicilia's adopted son, right?" ask the man.

"Yes" said Fhadlan.

"Ha ha ha ha basic sustenance does not go where" the man's laughter pleased.

"Who's your name, son?" ask the man.

"Fhadlan" replied Fhadlan briefly.

"Ha ha ha ha is not wrong anymore, you are also the adopted son of Mr. Sukarjan who translated the ancient book yes, indeed the soul mate will not go anywhere" said the man again.

"Why was Fhadlan brought here?" ask Fhadlan.

The man held Fhadlan's punda while looking at Fhadlan sharply

"What did Cicilia give you?" ask the man again.

"Mom didn't give you anything" replied Fhadlan.

"Don't lie to you, or you I tie here, until a wild animal preys on you" the man threatened.