"Sir, I want to answer your question," said Febrian, one of the students in the class.
"Fine. What's your name?" asked Professor Cokro.
"I am Febrian, sir," he replied.
"Yes, please answer," said Professor Cokro.
"The formula that you wrote is a translation of Newton's Law 2, which states that any object moving in a straight line will produce a resultant force (F) if there is a determining variable, namely the object's mass or (m) and the object's acceleration or (a)," he replied.
"That's right," replied Professor Cokro.
"Now, all of you have to do the questions on the slide. There are 5 questions. I will leave this class for a while because I have a guest in the office. Please keep quiet because the other rooms also have a class," said Professor Cokro that was agreed by the students.
Professor Cokro came out of the A1 room to go to his office, to meet Herman who had been waiting for him all this time.
"Professor Cokro, I am sorry for interrupting your activities," said Herman in a standing position.
"Mr. Herman, sorry to make you wait. Please sit back," said Professor Cokro.
"Fine, sir," said Herman.
The dialogue between the two continued after Dinda, Professor Cokro's personal assistant, put 2 cups of black coffee on the table. The Dean of the Faculty of Engineering invited Herman to drink his coffee first, then followed by himself.
"How is the coffee, sir? Isn't it good?" asked Professor Cokro.
"It's good, Prof. The aroma also suits my taste," said Herman.
"I always drink coffee between teaching breaks or doing any other tasks as Dean. Anyway, it is always good regarding any other activities," explained Professor Cokro.
"Even though our campus’ condition is still heating up like right now, right Prof?" Herman asked while trying to make him talk.
"Yes, you could say that, Mr. Herman. The condition is heating up because my students were demonstrating a few days ago, right?" said the Dean while giving answers to Herman’s questions.
"Ahh.... A demonstration is a common thing, in my opinion, sir. That is one way to convey student aspirations for fair leadership in this campus," Herman replied diplomatically.
"That’s true. But I am very sorry that they broke some of the windows in the rectorate building, so yesterday I was called by the Rector Deputy 3 who responsible for student affairs," said Professor Cokro.
"Did the Rectorate give your faculty some detention for that, sir?" Herman asked.
"No, sir. It's just that Rector Deputy 3 asked us to impose detention to our five students who are suspected of being the provocateurs of vandalism," replied Professor Cokro.
"I think there must be a reason for the protesting. One of them is the irregularity in the use of funds for new student activities in 2015, Prof," said Herman.
"To be honest, that's not the only reason, sir. The increase in tuition fees per semester, the purchase of new official cars for Rectorate staff, and the appointment of the host of the Siupala University Student Sports Olympiad in 2017 were also full of problems. Those three reasons made our students protest against the Rectorate." said Professor Cokro.
Herman drank his coffee again until there was only half a cup. He took out a piece of paper containing the Registration Form for the Rector Election for the 2017-2021 period. He put the paper in front of the Dean.
"Professor Cokro, I beg you, join us for a better and fairer future for this campus," said Herman.
"What do you mean Mr. Herman? by proposing me to be the Chair of the Rector election?" asked Professor Cokro.
"That's right, Prof. You will also accompany by me, Professor Sari, Professor Helmi from the Faculty of Law, and other colleagues in the Senate who also want rector renewal on our university, sir," said Herman.
"What if I refuse it, sir?" asked Professor Cokro, frowning.
"Do you want to keep injustice action on our campus, Prof?" Herman asked, again, more firmly.
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"Miss Eriska, have you eaten yet?" said Frans, during recess at the Campus News Media Office.
"I already ate. How about you?" said Eriska, asking back.
"I already ate too. Pablo won’t come today. So, our talk must be postponed until tomorrow morning at 9," explained Frans.
"Hmm. Is he sick?" Eriska asked.
"He said so. He needs to rest today," said Frans.
"Speaking of Siupala University, is it true that he will bring the case back to our newspaper report?" Eriska asked."That’s true Eriska. Is there something to worry about?" asked Frans.
"I am worried about the safety of Pablo and his family," said Eriska.
"What do you mean? Do you say that he can be threatened by people who don't want the case to be re-revealed?" asked Frans.
"Of course. It’s like what has been experienced by Mr. Sofyan, the previous Chief Editor," said Eriska.
"What happened to Mr. Sofyan at that time?" asked Frans.
"As far as I know, Mr. Sofyan was forced to accept bribe money from a staff of the Rectorate at Siupala University as a bribe to keep his mouth shut. Because if Mr. Sofyan refused it, he would be killed," said Eriska.
"So, what happened after he received the money?" Asked Frans.
"Pak Sofyan resigned from his position because he felt that he failed to maintain the vision and mission of this newspaper and protect us," said Eriska, sadly.
"And since then, our newspaper has stopped reporting on that case?" asked Frans.
"You already know the answer," said Eriska, bursting into tears.
Frans, who also felt Eriska's feelings, then gave a handkerchief that was in his shirt pocket, so that Eriska could wipe away the tears that had already flowed. In Frans's mind, Eriska's words were the same as what Pablo had said.
"They are jerks. Wait, we're going to drag you to jail!" said Frans to himself, clenching his right fist as if he was about to punch something.
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Seeing the response from Professor Cokro who was not interested in his offer, Herman asked permission to leave Professor Cokro's room. He didn’t want to waste his time by waiting for uncertain answer from Professor Cokro.
"Excuse me, Prof. I will leave for now," said Herman with a flat face, while hiding his disappointment with Professor Cokro's attitude.
In fact, Herman has spoken with Professor Cokro for almost 2 hours, providing arguments for his offer, but has not been able to win the heart of the Dean of the Faculty of Engineering.
At exactly 1 pm, Professor Cokro rushed to Room A2 in Building A, Faculty of Engineering, to fill the Research Methods lecture for 7th-semester students of the Chemical Engineering Department.
However, he briefly turned his eyes towards the Football Field belonging to the Faculty of Engineering, located behind Building A. He could see a group of students chanting resistance to the Rector.
"Get off ... get off ... get off Mirza. Get off Mirza right now. Get off ... down ... put down the Rector, send down the Rector right now!" loud voices from a group of students were being heard.
Shortly after that, a student who the leader of the crowd, came to the front row. Wearing a black headband and holding a loudspeaker, he stood up to deliver the speech confidently. He is Romi, Chief of the Faculty of Engineering Student Executive Board.
"For all of my engineering friends, do you agree that the policy from our university is unfair?" asked Romi.
"Agreed," said the crowd, which there were 165 people in total.
"Engineering friends, do you agree with the increase in tuition fees on our campus?" asked Romi.
"No," said the masses, simultaneously.
"Engineering friends, do you agree if we have to fight the injustice of the policy issued by the Rector?" asked Romi.
"Agreed. Mafia rectorate ... mafia rectorate ... mafia rectorate," said the mass of students who gathered while continuing to chant to get the Rector down.
Professor Cokro continued his steps towards Room A2. Entering the room, the students who will take part in the lecture have sat in their own chairs. Professor Cokro was so shocked to see the big writings on the blackboard who stated;
WE WANT THE RECTOR OF THE UNIVERSITY OF SIUPALA TO GET DOWN, MR. DEAN !
The class atmosphere became tense.
"Who wrote this?" Professor Cokro asked, but none of the students in the room responded to the Dean's question. Even though Professor Cokro felt annoyed at the attitude of his students, he still tried to be calm.
"I will ask again, who wrote this?" asked Professor Cokro.
"It’s me, sir," said Revaldo, one of the students in the room.
"Revaldo, please leave this class! The place to convey aspirations is not in the classroom during class hours," said Professor Cokro.
"Mr. Dean, if you tell our friends to leave, we will all come out! We don't want to be led by a rotten Rector!" said Aldi, other students.
"Agreed ... agreed ... agreed," said all the students in the room.
"Take it easy. Then, I will take my words to tell Revaldo out of the room. But please, erase the writing on the board, and we will start the class right now," said Professor Cokro to his students."Fine, sir. We will erase the writing on the board. But, we demand for one thing, sir. Please deliver our aspirations to the Rector! We as students of the Chemical Engineering Department are fed up with the Rector's policies!" said Aldi, the representation of Revaldo and others students."Yes. I, as the Head of the Faculty of Engineering, will deliver your aspirations, for the sake of transparency in our university," promised Professor Cokro."Fine, sir. Come on, friends, now we have to continue the class," said Aldi.Revaldo went to the blackboard and erased the writing that he wrote just before Professor Cokro entered the room. He apologized to Professor Cokro for his actions, while kissing the Dean's right palm."It's okay. Please sit down," said
The middle-aged man was still sitting in front of Deno. At this time, he tried lighting a cigarette that Deno had offered him."Creekk..Creekk..Crekkk", the sound of a match that lit a cigarette that was pushed between the two sides of the man's lips. The talk continued."Then, you must immediately persuade our rector candidate, Prof. Mirza! So that he can be the rector for one more period. If Mr. Mirza loses, we are finished," said the man."Fine, sir. I'll meet Prof. Ida at the Faculty of Mathematics and Technology tomorrow," said Deno."Good idea. She's still the dean of the faculty, right?" asked the man."Still, Sir. Prof. Ida has been respected by the other faculty’s dean who supported Mr. Mirza in the 2014 rector election," explained Deno."That's right. We have to maintain our solidity, Deno," said the man."Yes, sir. Moreover, the son-in-law of Mr. Mirza, Dirman, serves as Deputy Dean 5 at the Faculty of Mathematics an
On the morning of October 18th, 2016, after doing the Fajr prayer at the mosque of Hadiwijoyo Regional General Hospital Surabaya, Dirman returned to the room where Rivan was treated, his only son who suffered from lung cancer.Even though Rivan's condition began to improve, Rivan could not escape from his deep sleep because of the medicine given by the doctors. However, Dirman was getting ready to return to Malang to fulfill the invitation from Professor Ida."Are you going back to Malang this morning?" asked Lusi, Dirman's wife."I have to come to work because there are several tasks that have to be done immediately," said Dirman."Hmm. Does it mean that I have to accompany Rivan here by myself?" asked Lusi, a little sad.Seeing his wife who was shedding tears, Dirman immediately hugged Lusi's body and wiped the tears that came out of her eyes. While calming Lusi, who wearing a light blue hijab, Dirman promised to continue to always monit
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At 10.15 AM, Deno and Dirman left Professor Ida's office. Both of them headed to the senate secretariat of Siupala University, which was located on the 7th floor of the rectorate building.The senate committee of Siupala University consisted of 12 deans (officials who lead a faculty in higher education), 60 deputy deans, and 3 representatives from students so that the total senate members were 75 people.All members of the senate have the right to elect the chairman of the rector election committee and also a rector (a person who leads universities). In addition, the senate also has strategic authority mainly to supervise the rector and the rector's representatives in carrying out their duties and also awarding academic degrees to students.Therefore, the Senate of Siupala University is always a place for political elites to fight in the Science University. Now, Dirman had immersed himself in a tough political battle.Dirman and Deno kept walking, passing
At 12.15 WIB, after doing Zhuhur Prayer, Professor Sari went to the senate secretariat of Siupala University which accompanied by Herman who was also a senate member of the master students representative, and Aris Perdana, Professor Sari's personal assistant.The three of them went from the Faculty of Economics and Finance in a private sedan which was Herman's. The rectorate building was quiet when the three of them arrived, and they straightly headed to the senate secretariat office via the elevator."Ma'am, are you ready to become a candidate for chairman of the rector election committee this time?" Herman asked."I'm ready, sir. Whatever the risk," replied Professor Sari."Yes, ma'am. After this, I will fill out the form," said Herman."Moreover, I am even more determined because at the meeting of our side this morning, my colleagues agreed with one vote to support me as a candidate for chairman of the rector election committee. Even thoug
Aris Perdana and Herman were mad when they heard Deno's word, then both of them pushed Deno's body to the ground. They were furiously mad because Deno mocked Professor Sari who just ran for chairman of the rector election committee.Deno got up and stood back on his feet after his body got slammed into the floor, then he took a step to start the fight."Come on, come on!" challenged Deno."Okay, who's afraid! I'm not afraid against people like you!" said Aris."Let me fight this guy first, Aris," said Herman, starting to clench his fists.Seeing the three people in front of him who were about to start a fight, Professor Sari immediately intervened."It's ... it's done. Stop it! It's not the way that educated people to solve problems," said Professor Sari, in a loud screaming voice. The sound made the security officers of the rectorate building approach them."Mr. Deno, please return to your office. For Mrs. Sari and her colleagues, I expect
========== October 3rd, 2016 =========Sofina Nur Aina, walking towards Hamin Anata, M.Pd's office who was her thesis supervisor.The clock on Sofi's hand showed 4 PM in the afternoon which was too late for her to meet her 33-year-old lecturer.Arriving at the lecturer's office, Sofi stood in front of a room with an open door. "Just go in Sofi. Sit here," the lecturer asked him, then Sofina sat in front of her supervisor."How is the progress of your thesis proposal?" asked Hamin."Thank God, I have already revised it, sir. I have corrected the spelling which is still wrong," said Sofina."I'll check first," said Hamin."Alright, sir," Sofia said, quietly while giving his thesis research proposal manuscript.Hamin got up from his seat and flipped through the pages of Sofina's thesis proposal. Hamin closed the door in his office."Click," the sound that the door made when it was locked. Sofina, who started to feel somet