Me, Him, And God

4. The beginning of Alina

Today, is the schedule of the Prof campus. Wang Dhai Ning's.

He's been teaching for about four years as a psychology lecturer at my college.

She is from China (china), her age of 30 years is only 1 year adrift with my English lecturer, Mr. Tio.

His Indonesian language is quite fluent, because he has long lived in Indonesia.

Her tall body, and her somewhat mottled white skin, her black hair, were, as well as narrow-eyed and thin lips that make him look younger with his age that has stepped on 30 years.

I think it's pretty handsome.

But not as handsome as Mr. Tio.

I feel lucky and grateful to be able to take an education at Pradasibya University, because here I met a lot of knowledgeable people.

Especially to Mr. Tio, and also all my lecturers on campus.

I don't know why lately, I have become more familiar with Mr. Tio further.

Because of my closeness to him that began to open each personality - each.

I can learn a lot from him, especially for his attitude and life problems.

I felt so lonely when Dela was not with me.

Today, he did not enter the campus because there was a family event in Magelang to join Uncle Hasyid, his father Dela.

I occasionally looked to my right and left side while breathing heavily.

Fikri who was busy chatting with irsyad on the other side of my right also, he did not have time to greet me this morning.

"Good morning,"

I didn't realize Prof's arrival. Wang because my mind was not focused.

He walked to the front desk and put down his laptop bag and some books and files.

He looks so neat with a white shirt stellan combined with long black pants.

He smiled at me and my friends.

I immediately pulled out the book from my backpack, and turned my two position by sliding the chair forward.

I put my hands on the table with a few books under it.

Profs. Wang picked up the black marker and was about to scrape it on a white board in front.

'Who is your god?

and what moments you have spent with him!'

He wrote that sentence on the board.

I just scrunched my eyebrows and stared at him.

I understand the meaning of that sentence.

"Before the material, I will order you to write and fill in the question" he said, pointing to the blackboard.

I who was godless and did not know anything about it, when ordered to fill out such foolish questions, of course, greatly offended me, especially my personality.

I slightly hit my fist on the campus table, but at a low volume, so it didn't make a loud enough sound.

I was really confused by her, I didn't know what to fill that question with!.

Fate has ensnared me, and it seems to have blocked my path to keep living a quiet life without burden.

I had to write a question ordered by Prof. Wang was on a white sheet of paper without answering it.

"You need to know, God is the most important substance in a drama of life" he explained

'Most important zone?' My inner

"What God means is that the most important substance is that he is the central point of life in the universe.

He is the creator of everything, he governs every human destiny from birth to death.

He's the destiny-determining path of all human life,"

"Sorry Prof, zin asked.

If God is what the professor said.

then, where is his existence?

Does it not diminish a person's trust in him?" Ask enthusiastically.

All eyes were on me who was standing and asking the Professor a question. Money, including fikri and Irsyad.

Professors. Wang immediately looked at me.

I don't care about the few eyes that keep staring at me, I just hope Prof. Wang was silent and could not answer my question earlier.

Profs. Wang simply smiled, then answered my question calmly.

"Everything in this world was created because someone's hand made it.

Same thing with life.

And for his existence,

Why can't God be seen with the naked eye?

It was one of the ways God tested one's faith to be able to believe in the existence of his god." Prof wang explained calmly and very easily understood.

"But Prof, there are a lot of people out there who are godless.

That's because he doesn't have a special belief that can make him sure, that God is real isn't it?" I again asked my curiosity about God.

"Rubber.

But my faith says. Those who are godless, there can be two factors that cause it.

Among them, he did not have a single percent confidence in the existence of God.

And maybe, the pain through past events, becomes the main reference that causes a person to be reluctant to believe in his god" he explained again

How could he guess how I felt all along?

The statement he made was in line with my current heart feeling.

"Good Professor, I understand.

Thanks." Thanks."

I sat back down with embarrassment, and of course there was a bit of annoyance in my mind.

'Ah shit!' My soul is in my heart.

I just asked a stupid question about Prof. Wangs.

I don't think about the effect it had after I made that statement, and certainly..

Many people were suspicious of my question.

Ahhh really stupid!

Teaching time Prof. Wang is done.

I did not find myself in my room.

That means, he has returned to the Lecturer's special room.

At least, I'm a little more relieved by Prof's departure. Wangs.

I dropped my head on the table with the pads of both my hands as the base.

My blond hair strewn across the table almost covered my head.

"Aline?" The voice of a man calling my name from the right side.

I immediately turned to the source of the voice and did not forget I also tidied my hair quite messy.

The one who approached me turned out to be Irsyad, he was sitting in the usual seat that was located to my right.

"Why?" I asked Irsyad

"Alina you...."

"Ahh.my question was with Prof. Wang is only as a complement to today's material.

No other meaning. And.. I think, that's the way I appreciate the material he conveyed," I told Irsyad who tried to convince him.

I wish Irsyad hadn't asked any further because of my question earlier.

Irsyad only furrowed his brows and nodded while smiling forcefully.

"Alinea? that's. You're told to go to the prof's room. Wang now!" A female college friend of mine named Rania, told me that I was called to meet Professor Wang right now.

'Campus!

Was I called because I denied Prof's words. The wang?

But I guess...it's just a question that's common to say?' My inner.

"Oh yes thank you Ran, I'm leaving first," I immediately left Irsyad and Rania in my classroom.

I'll find Prof's room immediately. Wang by passing through several buildings at the university praadasibya.

I've reached the front door of Prof's room. Wangs.

I saw him busy with his work.

The transparent glass door that allowed me to see the activity that Prof was doing. Wangs.

I didn't enter the room right away, unless I thought for a moment first.

Tok tok tok tok

I knocked on the door of Prof's room. Wang and asked permission to enter his room.

He invited me to sit on a chair opposite his desk.

The room is quite modern, with the AC is lit and looks some books neatly arranged in the closet in particular, enough to make me stunned for a moment.

"Sorry Prof.

What did the Professor call me here?"

Ask me who opened the conversation with Prof. Wangs.

Profs. Wang just looked at me like he was guessing something.

He tilted his head a little.

I was only made tense by him, occasionally I gulped my saliva.

Profs. Wang took out a piece of paper from inside his desk drawer.

He handed the paper to me.

I received a paper stitch that Prof gave me. Money me.

I checked the paper I was holding.

and it turns..

"The task I gave you, still empty? is there a problem?" Ask Prof. Wang while slightly tilting his head.

I just bowed while trying to think of the right answer for her.

I didn't budge, my otaku was completely empty when I was talking to him.

Tok tok tok tok

Suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside.

Then enter Mr. Tio into the room where me and Prof. Wang is.

He brought a file and put it on Prof's desk. Wangs.

He talked to her, but only for a moment.

'Mr. Tio, help me..

Take me out, I can't stand this kind of situation' my inner self

"Let's Prof" said Mr. Tio.

He saw me and Prof. Wang alternately, then went back out of the room after laying the file.

Profs. Wang looked back at me in the hope that I could immediately answer his question.

"Sa. I deliberately didn't fill out Prof," I said nervously.

"Just write it down!

Don't empty like this. This is a picture of you who always leave problems when in trouble. Don't let it rule you" he replied.

Maybe it is Prof. Wang has known something about me?

I just nodded then asked for permission to borrow his pen.

Although I know, my questions and answers are very inappropriate and irregular.

I've handed the paper back to Prof. Wangs.

He was not surprised by what I just wrote.

"Oh yeah, yeah,

Why did you ask me that question when I was teaching?" That's right, Prof. Wang suddenly asked.

I thought he had forgotten it.

"Is something wrong, Prof?

Isn't that a reasonable question?"

"Indeed, but at least..

You don't ask that in front of everyone.

It's the same, you open a gap for everyone to know the truth about you"

Huh huh? so Prof. Wang really knows something about me?

But...how did he know? and I've never told it at all.

"But sorry Prof.

I do not intend to deny the Professor's statement.

To be honest, I really don't like it when someone tells me the truth about God,"

"But..

How did the Professor know I was an atheist?"

"Actually..

Your question was enough to make me think.

But I try to ignore it.

After that.I saw that your biodata paper is unfilled on Mr. Tio's desk.

My curiosity rose again, and by the time I looked carefully, my guess was finally a fact,"

"But... Why isn't the Professor surprised?".

"I've handled this case before"

I changed my dual position and became more and more interested in Prof's story. Wangs.

"He is my student.

She was so close to me, that she finally told me about her past.

Which led to him becoming an atheist, he never got proper education from both his parents.

His parents were treasure lovers.

Thus, he must be a victim of the greed of both his parents.

He was never introduced to God until he was an adult...

He does not believe in the existence of God.

His life was so unguided, it always followed an irregular wind."

I closed my mouth with both hands, a sign that I was very interested in Prof's story. Wangs.

"Mualaf?

That's mualaf..."

"People who have just converted to Islam" Frof. Wang interrupted my words.

"From those events, I learned a lot about real life.

That as bad as life is, is when a person does not believe in his god at all"

Degg

Like being hit by a giant mace, my heart is beating fast.

It was as if the phrase just Prof. Wang said, like the way destiny keeps reminding me of God.

"Is he still in college here, Prof?

Then where is he now?

Are both of her parents not looking for her whereabouts?" I keep raining question after question on prof. Wangs.

"He's still in college here.

For residence, he rented a boarding house to be able to stay in college at the university praadasibya to be able to reach his ideals.

I'm less informed about her parents' whereabouts now,"

"Ohhh..

Then, he himself asked to be a part of Islam?"

"Rubber.

He volunteered to ask me to guide him into Islam.

I am also happy to guide him.

Islam never teaches us about force. Therefore, I never forced my students to come with me to become a Muslim.

I can only hope that one day, in the way I gave him the basic material about Islam, he could be interested in knowing it further.

Moreover, it can be a Muslim.

Then, on that Friday..

I took him to the Baithul an' am mosque near the company WESTERNLY GROUP, to say two sentences of the creed,"

"Before Prof, two sentences of shahada?"

"Yes!

The main requirement to be a part of the Islamic religion is when a person has said two sentences of shahadah.

Since then, he has been a Muslim until now.

I think he became a devout Muslim.

And alhamdulilah, until now he always Istiqomah to carry out his duties as a Muslim."

I was quite stunned by Prof's explanation. Wang told the story of his student's life as an atheist just like me.

'Does God really exist?' My inner

Then I asked permission to leave the room and not to forget, I thanked him for his explanation which was enough to make me more curious about Islam.

'Oh ****!

I forgot.why don't I ask what the student's name is. I patted my forehead with my palm.

How could I forget to ask her what her name was? but it's obvious...

He's still in college here.

I intend to look for him.

I was wondering if I would see Prof again. Wang was just asking what was the name of the student?

Ahh it is

I undo my intentions for that, I could ask next time.

I walked and went to the cafeteria to order food.

Because from now on, my stomach has been coded to be filled immediately.

Suddenly, I saw Irsyad and Fikri walking towards me.

They invited me to lunch at the bag. And I can only accept their offer with pleasure.

Food and drink arrived at our table.

I ordered meatballs with my favorite cold lemon tea.

"Lin? where were you from?

I search in the room does not exist" said Irsyad who asked about my whereabouts earlier who did not have time with them.

"So I went to the prof's room. Wang," I reply to Irsyad.

Uhuk uhuk

Fikri who was drinking orange juice, suddenly choked and immediately put the glass containing orange juice back to the table.

"Don't you, Fik?" I'm a little worried about Fikri.

Fikri only hinted at 'O' his fingers.

A sign that he is okay.

"Some of the time the drinks aren't very relaxing!" Ledek Irsyad on Fikri.

"Yeuhhh, the throat of the cave is not fit for drinking Syad," replied Fikri

"La continues? what do you drink water through?"

I just laughed at the debate between Irsyad and Fikri which I thought was quite funny.

But I remembered what the name of the student was.

I wanted to tell these two.

But I didn't say it.

My little heart said, I shouldn't have to tell you this when we were joking.

I don't want to ruin the mood.Aware of that, I just prefer to be quiet.

I was back in my classroom.

Remembering the story of the students told by Prof. Wang earlier.

I'm really stupid! why did I forget to ask her what her name was?

I held my chin with my palm as my gaze pointed outwards.

Suddenly, I saw someone passing through the door and it was Mr. Tio.

He just glanced a little at me, and I just pretended not to see it.

I turned my face and..

"Did?" Fikri's voice surprised me enough, I just rubbed my chest while staring back at him.

"Just a day,"

Fikri suddenly sat in front of my chair.

"What the heck Fikri ngagetin aja!" Ketus.

"Hehe.

Btw pas you same sir tio in cafe farmala, again on what the hell?" Ask Fikri curiously.

"Ahh.. ohhh i. that I accidentally met Mr. Tio," I replied nervously.

Fikri just looked at me like she was investigating something.

"MM Fik?

How many days have you worked at my Papa's company?"

"Huh? how many days?

It's been a long time Lin.about.two years ago"

"Du..two years?"

"Fik, you're called Mr. Ferdian!" Shouted someone who was on the doorstep of the campus and told him that Fikri was called by Mr. Ferdian to meet him immediately.

"Oh okay," cried Fikri while raising his hand towards the man who was none other than his college friend.

I didn't really recognize the man's face, because it wasn't as familiar as mine.

"Behold Lin," he said as he moved and left me alone.

God is intangible but real, is one way he tests the strength of the faith of his servants.

Reassure that God is the best teacher for a life that deserves to be un`)