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Box 28: Melillitus Law

The word persecute refers to an arbitrary act. Some more specifically state acts of torture and hurt, as part of it. But as a peace-lover, of course it goes against my principles.

So, does the word actually refer to another action? Something approaching, or an expression of my actions?

To me, that word is still a mystery. But as a person who has studied basic social science, this problem should be solved.

Because something I've learned all my life and I've been brave enough to be accountable for is social science, of course the approach I'm going to take is sociology. But earlier, I reminded all of you not to apply this theory carelessly. There is no clear basic formulation, or qualified study that strengthens this law. All of this is just a theory of origin that I have put forward myself, without delving into any matter. In fact, even experts who support this idea, have a suspicious history.

An acrobatic gymnast named Hermanus Melillitus who retired early from squatting in a sitting toilet, once told me; a problem created by conflict.

The truth of his theory can never be proven because his book entitled, "How to / the Pecel" was never published. His own career was, fairly short, due to eating pecel catfish that had gone stale. Inadvertently, I found his rough writing that was rejected by the publisher, because the content was not quality.

Until here, you should increasingly understand that the formula I use, even found by creatures who are worried about determining the title of his own work, and far from his own field. But if you still apply it, please take the risk yourself.

Anyways, I agree. Problems are closely related to conflict. Social conflict also resulted in deviations as it currently occurs. In other words, the problem I am facing now also has a basic factor, namely conflict.

So where exactly is the conflict?

To answer that, we first have to find an interaction. Conflict will never arise without interaction. On page 8 of his never-published book, Titanus also mentions interactions that lead to conflict.

Like I said, there were three times that required me to have social interactions. First, lately. Redbox, as well as other issues that forced me to create a forum.

In that forum, I do a lot of cyber interaction. But I guess that interaction didn't lead to conflict leading to persecution, or anything close. If anything, it's just a small matter like sarcasm or my pragmatic views. My meeting with Gilang and Roni also took place at this time. However, once again there was no conflict leading to persecution.

Up here, I began to suspect another possibility, the transfer of the issue. With the topic of persecution raised, the existence of extortion cases that befell my family, will be vague.

Quite reasonable, but what if this word persecution is not something that leads, or just a diversion of issues like I thought? But something that has more literal meaning?

Back off to college and work, again social interaction must be done. As a servant, I was required to have adequate public service skills. Although never able to reach that criterion, still a lot of interaction that occurs.

However, most conflicts are academic, seniority, and hierarchical. Personal views, dissatisfaction, and complaints are part of it.

The only most dangerous products are anger and disbelief, which do not lead to acts of persecution.

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My stomach is ringing. Apparently, using that sense drains a lot of energy. While turning on the rice cooker, I opened my social media account and started looking for information about my school first. If there's somewhere else that forces me to interact, it's school. There, a lot of things have happened. Especially SMP.

You could say, it was the worst teenage delinquency in my life history. Many say that High School is the best time. But I didn't do much interaction in High School, so all I felt was like a drink ride.

The hardest conflict that occurred at that time was just disappointment and hard work like a horse. In other words, the only time that requires in-depth study is SMP.

I'm getting further and further checking. While grabbing instant noodles from the closet, I saw old photos of my first school year in Junior High. Class 7D with white-haired old man class representative. The photo was taken in front of the stairs, as well as being used as a backdrop for the annual calendar. Definitely page in October.

We were all neatly lined up without my presence then skipping school. In the photo, I see the figure of the tallest man.

Instantly, the instant noodles I was about to take fell down. The cells in my head suddenly reacted. A neuron sting snatches away old memories that are never used again. It's all buried with all the dark memories I've always tried to forget.

I tried to recall all the basic science I had learned, as well as Melillitus' legendary legal manual. Unfortunately, his work only contains catfish pecel feeding tutorials, and cannot be used to answer this serious problem. The basic steps written cannot be used as a reference at all.

All over the body began to tremble, stringing together the most terrifying possibilities. All this makes too much sense to deny. In fact, it is increasingly relevant when it is associated with Roni's behavior.

If he felt sympathy for Gilang and respected my rights, then he would never say, "you deserve it." The words were too provocative and seemed to trigger new problems.

He should have said, "it's just a trivial thing," or something that doesn't corner either side so visibly. Thus the possibility of avoiding the counterclaims that I might have imagined. As a result of the money 3 million requests for compensation to my family that does not make sense, it will be even greater.

On the contrary, saying something so provocative shows, how much part of his partisanship to Gilang. As well as being a clear yardstick, how uncaring he was to me. This parameter even seems to state, fuck me.

In a bad situation, I could have filed a lawsuit back then. But after seeing this photo, his impartiality became understandable. His words even, became very worthy of being spoken. At the same time, it became a very violent slap for me.

Actually, there's not a lot of wrongdoing I've done. That is directly proportional to the least virtue I do. But once it did, it became something that rolled like a ball of ice. The trivial thing that I had been looking at one eye, apparently incarnated into a problem of immeasurable magnitude.

The last page of Melillitus's law says that what we sow is what we reap. The parable really must be imbued and contemplated with the heart. Regrets will always come later, and never come back. If it is really too late, everything will not be repaired anymore.