There used to drink alcohol on holiday and it surprised me a little at the beginning but after a long time I got used to it and sometimes when I was on holiday I went out with friends and had fun like a child at my age being able to watch concerts and play at the mall and nightclubs on holidays. At that time my parents did not monitor me like in Indonesia. For six months I just found out the outside world was more pleasant at that time. After returning from there, there was a strangeness in my life, the behavior of my friends and lecturers at the midwifery campus in Indonesia at that time was different. I felt the beginning of my suffering when I was 20 years old.
I feel there is something strange with the behavior of all my classmates, which are like:
1. On the first day I came to campus I was bullied like in front of the door of the class above, a bucket filled with flour was provided when I opened the door my body was full of flour and my clothes were dirty. By several rich children and his father an official. for there are six of my friends in class who help me lend clothes and I take a bath in their boarding house near campus.
2. On the second day, the lecturer saw that I was always cynical and also scolded me impolitely and hated me in class for no reason, even though I was not treated well.
3. I was always humiliated in class and looked down upon by lecturers and students because the son of a retired TNI officer with the rank of sergeant major. The average students there are children of the rich and officials.
4. I was ostracized and even in class I was often treated badly when I wanted to eat, I was bullied until the food box I was carrying fell and my food was not fit to eat. I'm still lucky 6 of my friends as well as nuns from NTT want to accommodate me every day to eat at a rented house they know I'm not a rich kid's pension my dad's salary is only 2 million rupiah but I excel so my school fees are light and it's a habit every time I come home from school do it with my friends so I got home I came home late at night. I earn money to pay for my college needs by singing and sometimes helping the nuns in the church to sing hymns and make up the Christmas tree even though I have a different religion, but I like to sing and help the nun. As a religious tolerance, when it's time for me to pray, I give permission to pray.