Roller Coasters
Episodes 1. Gathering
July has arrived. Month in which there is a farewell as well as a meeting. Separate with old friends because they have to continue their studies in different places at that time also meet new friends from different regions. The meeting also took place in cyberspace. Facebook which was then the number one social media used to get to know each other or at least know anyone who will become friends tomorrow.
Oktia, who was still at home, enjoyed the euphoria of being accepted as a freshman at one of her chosen colleges and prepared for any new student including new boarding. Campus groups on Facebook become their meeting in cyberspace. Oktia got a lot of information and the ins and outs of the campus where Oktia studied. Not only that, Oktia can know the friends who will be her classmates. Oktia is not very active in the group. He only reads posts that he should know and his comments. Starting from the posts and comments, he knew who would be his classmates who were listed in the group.
“Yang will be my friend who is it? Search in Facebook group ah. Who knows your classmates.”
Oktia is still looking, looking at the profile on the facebook account. If there is a friend of the prodi then he adds as a friend. Starting from the facebook profile, Oktia can briefly know the character of her classmates. Oktia read a comment from a post stating that the account owner is a prodi with her.
“Eh, there is one prodi. Open the profile ah. Wow.. the name is good, islami baget. Dayat's calling. The quotes on her profile are also good. His Qoute of the prophet's hadith about alms. He must be good and sholeh. Curious
what is it like? Yeah! In relationship. Her boyfriend must be lucky to have a girlfriend like Dayat. Yaudah does not add anything. Tomorrow will be the same class as him. What was his girlfriend like? Curious then? Emmm... most also his schoolmate.”
Days change. Oktia keeps hearing in the group. Looking for news about what and how ospek will be. Notification on his facebook tells that Dayat has confirmed Oktia's friend request.
“Eh... already confirmed.”
Once confirmed by Dayat, Dayatpun status will definitely appear on the Oktia homepage.
“Eh, what the fuck is Dayat changing his relationship status to complicated? What's up with them? That's their business. I don't know them either.”
The day has changed. No matter what happened to Dayat, she changed her relationship status to single.
“Ha??? Replaced again? So they broke up? Masha Allah... Why am I this? How can you be happy over the sadness of people? I don't know him yet. I only know his profile. The guy is like what I am
haven't seen. 0.facebook.com cannot display images. Free sih.”
The day keeps rolling. Ospek, new boarding, new friends, a more independent life, far from parents, moving classes, and a new student view made him forget about Dayat. I don't think college has started. The college schedule has been announced. The first day of college, they get to know each other a lot of classmates make Oktia have trouble memorizing the names of her friends. There is one course, namely the general chemistry practicum that brings together Oktia and Dayat in a practicum group.
“Yey... one group equal Dayat. At first glance, he is a smart man. No, he's smart. Practicum problem is easy if there is him.” Inner Octia when reading the list of general chemical practicum groups in front of the chemical laboratory.
At that time, the general chemical practice was ordinary. What worries Oktia and her friends is how to create a practicum report to match the will of a practicum assistant who seems to ask them to make the report as perfect as possible.
must be collected within a week according to the criteria of practicum report in college.
Octia came early in the rectoral hall. He saw a man wearing a white helmet riding a blue motorcycle parked in the rector's courtyard.
“Eh? Who'sis that? Oh, new Dayat dateng.”
One by one Oktia's friends were one group of practicums coming. After the group's friends got together, they discussed the practicum report of the practicum that had been implemented. Oktia was carrying a general chemistry book. He had an opinion about the contents of the report from the book he brought. His friends agreed the basic theory used came from the book.
They had just known each other but they had joked a lot during the discussion. This is what makes them quickly get along with each other. They're not awkward anymore.
Since they were tired, they stopped discussing the practicum report. The main topic has been changed. This time, Dayat spoke. The story is about religion. It's basic that Dayat can tell stories like that. Whether introducing himself or just an outpouring of heart, in addition to talking about religion he told me that he went to school at MTs because of his father. This is considered a form of love of a father to his son so that his son has provisions in the afterlife. His father was one of the religious leaders in his area. He also told me that he was lacking in religious science. But, there are neighbors who say they should not behave like that,
because he could humiliate his father, then since then he began to study religion.
Oktia is enthusiastic about Dayat's story. Indeed, for a long time he had not heard the spiritual sirens delivered by his own friend since he went to class XII in High School. Moreover, Octia is indeed happy if the topic discussed is related to the verses of Allah. He feels peace.
“Wah, it is beautiful to live if I have a husband who knows religion. Can guide in the world also the afterlife.” Inner Octia when listening to the story of Dayat.
The night is getting late. Although the frenzy of the rectorate hall is still not reduced. The clock is 22:00. They disperse to rest.
General chemistry practicum lectures are still ongoing. This time, it was Octia's turn to make a temporary report as data to make an official report. Oktia wrote her group members. After he finished writing, Dayat was unknowingly standing next to him.
“The last name you wrote is wrong. Do not use ‘a’ but use ‘o’.” said Dayat with his trademark accent.
“Oh? Was she? Sorry, I changed it to ‘o’.” said Oktia.
“Well, it's new bener.” said Dayat.
“This is a very real person. Just a matter of name too.” Inner Octia while grumbling on Dayat who after that moved away.
