“The first person in the Oppenheimer Project was Robert Oppenheimer, Albert Einstein was the second and the third person in the project was Enrico Fermi.”
I began to understand my mother’s conversation.
“Enrico Fermi was an Italian nuclear physicist.” then she continued. “He graduated PhD from University of Pisa at the age of twenty-six years.”
“From his name was your name taken by Eyang Kakung, Mit.” so says my mother. Eyang Kakung are a common way to call grandfather in Javan family like us. There is something to prop my heart of this story.
“Why not be chosen the first man, Mom ?,” I asked the mother, “Why he chose the third person ?.”
Mother laughed at my silly question.
“So, are you always want to be the number one,aren’t you Mit ?.”
“The name of Fermy is really strange, do you want Oppenheimer name,” she said with a chuckle.
“Therr … therr,” the pedicab driver honking his rickshaw bell. He wanted a grannie who cross the road did it quickly in order not to get hit immediately with his pedicab. How embarrassed when up getting hit by a pedicab, more prestigious when hit by Mercy. Even though the consequences might be more severe if until hit by a Mercy.
After a holiday for two weeks, I entered the school again. This time, I was not alone. I accompanied by my number two sister. She entered the small zero this year. She attended TK-1 as me. I myself certainly have gone up to big zero class. Bu Tutik now taught small zero, while I in big zero returned held by Mrs. Yati.
There a bit noisy at the class that day because from Irvin and Nenen, we’ve got a story that Rudin had died due to his illness. At that time, we only have a vague concept of death. Friends grieving over the Rudin’s passed away, as well as me. Pictured in my eyes lame horse image made by Rudin when drawing lessons long time ago.
Mrs. Tutik and Mrs. Yati catched a different impression of us at that time. They tried to calm us. Bu Tutik talk to Siska and Vita, trying to explain as best as she could about where was Rudin. Siska could not understand how she could no longer possible to meet Rudin.
Mrs. Tutik told us to calm down and take the sweet posture. This was done without going through the ritual which we normally did. We all like an enchanted and followed Mrs. Tutik’s order. We sit tight and wait.
Mrs. Yati then spoke.
“Children, Rudin has been called by the Lord.”
“Rudin is no longer sick.”
“Rudin is already happy beside God.” said Mrs. Yati to us.
pict by Emile Seno Aji