I MISS A SIMPLICITY
part 5's
Armed with the directions of the angkot route that I got from the campus people who before I telephone, I do not know what his position, the information section may be, as well as, this morning I visited two universities of my choice. As per Rizal's advice, I will see what the campus environment is like before making a choice. Hopefully not stray.
Mas Rizal was originally going to drive me. But Mba Endang forbid. He said I was a man. Let me do my own business. If not try it myself when I can. I know that the endang is hard on me, but it's just so I can be independent. Besides, I also do not want to trouble rizal mas. It's finally its own road.
After about an hour in the air, I finally arrived at the first campus. First of all I surrounded the entire corner of the campus which turned out not to be too broad. I pay attention to the environment, as well as all the facilities, including the canteen, because after all if the canteen is not comfortable, then my lunch on campus will also be uncomfortable, the ends of my lecture can also be uncomfortable, which could also affect the achievements of kun anti, hahaha, too long my analysis. And lastly I got some information to find out the ins and outs of the campus in more detail. And well, in the end I already know the picture directly and. Now it's time to slide to the second campus.
As soon as I arrived at the location, just like the first one, I saw the surrounding conditions. In general, not much different. It's just that here the atmosphere is calmer. I really think I. Go straight to the information and registration section.
When I entered the AC room, I saw there were several young people my age who seemed to be applicants as well.
"For me, can I help you?" greet an officer who is behind the desk. Very friendly people. Still young too.
"This is mas, uh sir, I want it to be about registration, all please explain also for the details of the tuition fee,” said me.
"Oh, so gini mas..."
The officer began to explain in detail. Starting from whatever conditions are needed, the cost of tuition, activities outside the lecture, to lecture hours. Everything is explained very clearly.
Once it was clear enough, the clerk told me to wait for a while because it happened to stock the registration form was up and he would take it back first. I walked to the bench to sit and wait. I threw my gaze to the neatly lined rows of benches that were provided to the touts of new students like me. Seen some people sitting there, both the age and the middle-aged, maybe they are the family of the prospective student.
Soon I'll be a college kid. Thought me in the heart. A little proud also because in my village there are only a few young people who can or want to continue college. Why would I say that? Because in addition to the cost, there are also some of my friends who actually can afford to go to college, although not on a bona fide campus, the problem is that most of them are lazy and reluctant to go to college. If it does not work directly, it is the most cultivated rice field. The most directly married girls. I now have both. Cost, ada. The spirit, thank God is still stirring. I have to make the best use of it.
I was long pensive too. She hasn't returned either. My gaze suddenly drew towards my side. A woman, a girl, a girl, whatever the term is, what is clear is that the man sitting next to me is his countryman who is able to attract my attention. Because if it were a man, I wouldn't care. I noticed him in more detail. At first he was unconscious. But for a long time it seemed like he was conscious and probably a bit uneasy as well. I open the conversation.
"You want a list too, huh mba?" ask me a bit hesitantly but I force it with as much confidence as possible.
He did not answer immediately but instead looked at me with a cynical look. His eyes bulged, his tongue sticking out, uh not wearing sticking out, very creepy, hehehe. But clearly his views were very unfriendly and did not like my pretentious attitude close to him. This mba-mba then slightly shifted her seat away.
"According to you?" answer him with a rude question to me.
Waduh.salah is the power of me. Or is it that all the city people are so? Sweet is the guy, but jutek is. Finally I can only grin, do not know what to answer. Back turned my gaze towards the front and hoped that the events of the past few moments had not actually happened.
Fortunately, not long after that the officer had returned and saved my fate from this unpleasant moment. While the mba-mba beside me earlier seemed to have also finished filling the paper I don't know what it was. Registration form? Might as well. He got up and left me, walking towards the officer. The town people. Don't have manners I thought. Pamit kek or something like that. Pamit? Who is Alfian, hahaha.
After that, the officer signaled me that the registration form was in place and ready for me to fill out. I filled it up carefully too. In that room there are actually still a few more prospective registrants. Girls or guys. But I don't care anymore. Besides being scared, I am also a very bodo. Than being rich again. Males thinks so much of me.
After I finished filling out the form, I handed it over to the officer. I was then given a small paper in the form of a test schedule to determine my grade which will affect the tuition later. In addition, I was also given a list of requirements that must be completed, copy ijaza, photo fitting, and temen temennya that I can bring after the test later.
After that, I went home because I didn't know where I was going. Friends don't have it either. But when I walked out of the campus area, I stopped by the stall to buy mineral water.
"The mineral water is one bang that is a medium bottle,”, I said as I reached into the pocket of pants
Then take one plus straw and a small plastic bag. But I turned down the bag and the sucker because I didn't need it. I used to buy something in a shop or anywhere as long as I could without a plastic bag, I never asked for a plastic bag. Because it will only increase plastic waste in my opinion. And it won't be good for the environment.
"Now we are."
"4 grand."
I then handed over 2 thousands of two pieces. His brother accepted it with a friendly smile.
"The new one's here?" her question arrived.
"Do you know bang?"
"Witness from his accent, hehe,” he replied.
"Newly listed?" ask again.
"How do you know again?" ask me innocently.
"Yes just saw this rich, I've been selling here for 15 years, so almost memorize the faces of students who pass by here," he continued.
"Owh that's it,” I then downed the mineral water in the bottle.
"What area is it from" he asked again. A lot of nanya ya think me. But it's okay, at least he's friendly to me.
"Jogja bang, brother? The power's not real here, is it?" I guessed the prank.
"Walaaah, lha gene tonggo. I'm sleman, tillyan jogjane pundi mas?"
(Life, it turns out to be a neighbor. I'm sleman, you jogjanya where mas?)
"Wonosari mas, sampeyan slemane pundi?" ask me back.
(Wonosari mas, where are you?)
"I nang maguwoharjo, dolano nek muleh village. Snooping no pack to salak, haha,” joking mas-mas it.
(I'm in maguwoharjo, play it when I go home, later I pick salak, haha)
It turns out that this mas-mas is a sleman. Pantes attitude is very typical of regional people. After a brief stale, I went home. We exchanged hp numbers before. He said if there's a problem or what's in the area, just tell him. Fellow overseas should help each other.
It's good to have a new acquaintance. Although at first it was able to get an unpleasant first impression from the mba-mba judes. It's nothing that the winner is the same mas-mas stallman. The important thing is that the person is kind, friendly and polite.
Long story short, I have arrived home. Although the trip was not short, very short. It's almost stuck from end to end. Can be long-term stress. It is the same in the village. But I can't complain, I have to stay up.
After eating and taking a short break, I then went to the side yard to continue my work. Creating hardcase. Thank God there are only one or two seeds. For a while it was enough to make the fare to campus and buy a pulse, I thought. Yes, I have to study independently. Whatever I'm gonna do. What matters is halal. O Lord, May You Wake the Efforts of Your Servant. The prayer I always pray.
