The Story of Sigma Men
20. Business and Energy
Zahid hurriedly squeezed out of the classroom, leaving the students still sitting, for he had to arrive at the park first, and with a breath he sat down on the cement bench of the park.
In the park there is no one, while the parking lot starts a little in the flood of students, ready to go home, or it could be a stop by the cafe first, or even coffee in the cafeteria.
Soon Devrieya arrived with an ice capucino for Zahid and an iced tea draw for him. Devrieya sat next to Zahid.
“Again?”
“Sedang inhales oxygen while watching nature show, a process of photosynthesis from these chlorophyllous creatures.”
“By dong join?”
“For vertebrate creatures of course dong can follow.”
“Cock specifications so. Find another one.”
“OK. Just use the test then. What is the Latin name of a rose?”
Devrieya poked at the top of her drink, then sucked it twice, continuing to answer, “Red roses. Rosa hybrids.”
“Sunflower?”
“Helianthus annuus.”
“Melati?”
“Jasminum.”
“Crubber flowers?”
“Amorphophallus..closeidung.”.
“Amorphophallus titanium! Okay enough. Next People Watching.” event
“Sip. I've already got one ingredient. Look and try to analyze why the guy who is walking looks weak! Choose one aspect, biological, psychic, technical, economical.”
“I'll answer from all aspects!”
“Passioned to brother Zahid gives his subjective view.”
“Biologically, it seems like he lacks fluids and minerals so his body looks lethargic and saggy. Psychically, the inner pressure of continuing to be interrogated boring lessons makes him so less passionate. Economically, it could be that he now does not have much money to meet his needs today so that his spirit is slack.”
“OK enough. Now take a look at the student who's running out of gas. At the time of pushing the motor, how much is the value of his effort?”
Zahid watched him from a distance and thought fast. “Not petrol. He broke the tire.”
“Serah!” sergeant Devrieya while sucking the ice. “How much is Joule worth?”
Zahid was serious. “Shortly. The work done fitting push the motor because it runs out of gasoline and because it breaks will be different.”
“Yes the tyre broke. Quick count!”
“Bebbhh. Has this case been discussed?”
Devrieya sucked her ice quickly due to growling. “Starting thinking weird again. Conscious Zahid, aware!”
Zahid is getting serious. “Massa and fixed motor weight. But the style to be given changed.”
“You're talking about what Zahid is? Quickly answer!”
“Propa. I have never seen this case. The weight of the object remains the same but the given force is different.”
Zahid is getting serious. Her chin is not itchy. “We can make it up by using a logical assumption, say F on a motor of 1000 N and s or displacement is 10 m. Then W or his business 10000 J.”
“Well it can!”
“Can't be so dong Bebbhh. Do not want to continue to check the curriculum. Don't just eat from food that has been served. Try to learn to cook, continue to eat alone and love people tuh our cuisine or sold. Word term, creative!”
“Do not accept raw. Look, I've never come across a case like this, either a lesson about style, effort, displacement. For now, the question is not answered perfectly. This matter I will understand more deeply. Let's get to the next topic.”
“About what are some interesting topics today that are good to discuss?”
Zahid sucked his drink while watching the students who flock back and forth from the school gates. He was looking for a topic and had no intention of hibah.
“Dev, Dev, that looks like your papa car well.”
“Mana?” Devrieya threw her gaze towards the school gate. “Oh yes. Papa tumben quickly pick him up. Zahid I'm sorry I went home first. I also didn't expect Papa to suddenly arrive early.”
“Ready!” The guy whose shirt has been taken out is respectful. “Today's quiz. What is the ratio between the amount of sugar and caffeine in this coffee?”
Devrieya moved from the park. “Count alone!”
***
Once at his house, Zahid immediately changed his clothes, prayed dzuhur, and ate lunch, then went into his bedroom. Zahid took two pieces of paper, each made a motor image, etched an arrow line, below which written formulas, letters and numbers.
Zahid continued to doodle. He immersed himself very deeply. He collected printed books and notebooks of his IPA Junior High School and High School, reading and flipping through them repeatedly. He's never been this serious.
The case pushes a motorcycle that runs out of gasoline and pushes the motorcycle due to a tire rupture. A new subject matter that will continue to haunt him for the next few years.
Heavy style? Keep on swipe style? Heavy thing? The mob? Gravity? Reactionary action? Acceleration? Distance? A speed? A time? What is known from the motor is mass, weight of the object, distance, time, effort, kinetic energy.
Aagghrej....
Zahid was dizzy thinking about that very basic physics!!! Now that we've discussed the speed of light and nuclear energy, why would Zahid still want to wrestle with that very basic classical physics?
Later I want to go to college, it's funny to fuss about the Law of Motion, the early Junior High School children's lesson. But Zahid is still being made mad. All day he immersed himself in the room and thought about the subject just now.
The key to the answer is still not found. Does he have to ask his physics teacher right in class? Does he need to discuss with Uzlah, because Uzlah understands the problems of science, especially classical physics is very basic?
Does he have to answer the question by himself, trying to find the answer himself without asking for help from others? Oh, Zahid added the dizzy he made. There are so many things that make him provoked to keep thinking and opening books, but for this time it is different.
The longer it gets harder. The longer the more challenged. The longer the more awkward. That is, Zahid really felt there was something strange about this case.
Books and the internet did not help him. Tomorrow or maybe at the right time he will ask Uzlah for help to solve this basic but complicated problem.
For days, weeks, months, years, the case has not been solved. Until a long time ago a Zahid still could not find the answer.
In the living room, one night, Zahid saw two helmets lying on the table. He watched those two things for a long time. The two helmets differ in size, shape, and mass. One is rather large and the other is small.
Think Zahid, automatically both have different weights, then both will provide different action styles on the table surface, and automatically also the table will provide a reaction force???
Oh, briefly.
The surface of the table will give a reaction force that is not the same, or in other words every second object or table surface has a lot of reaction force.
Zahid went into his room, put his body on his back on the bed, and darkened his gaze. Imagined. Thinking scientifically. Think freely.
There are two people who push the wall strongly, each person offers a different style of action, assuming A gives a style of 100 N and B gives a style of 150 N.
Of course, the wall will give a reaction force to A of 100 N and also to B of 150 N. The statement that can be drawn is that the wall has many styles to maintain its condition.
Take again the example of a large rock with a certain weight say X Newton. The stone will not move and undergo displacement as long as the force exerted does not exceed the weight on the stone.
Good idea!
Eureka!
Motorcycles, helmets, people pushing against walls, and rocks all become the cornerstones of thinking, and then there's all the relevance so just waiting for the final solution, waiting for the final answer.
Zahid continued to write down his ideas, imagination, analytical assumptions, and mathematical calculations in his scientific papers. Although not so neat, but one day these scientific papers will bring changes to his life, change his destiny and bring him to be a candidate for the great theoretical physicist of the 21st century and received nobel awards.
