Between Love and Corona
Zero Point

A few days after the meeting of the Moon and Stars, the situation in several major cities in Indonesia is increasingly gripping. The same is true with Jogjakarta City.

Rows of ambulances were heard everywhere, red flags were fluttering in the homes of residents (in Solo and Jogja, red flags were a sign of someone who died), the Covid surge rate is up significantly, even shopping malls are closed for a while.

The situation cannot be controlled. Many couples split up because one of them was infected with Corona, children separated from their mother and father, more and more workers are being kept at home, and the high death rate makes many children orphaned.

The earth is as if it were hit. The world is truly sad. One by one the victims fell, even medical personnel also died one by one. Many people seem to lose hope. Crying, moaning, even despair seemed to be a friend to humans.

In the midst of this gripping situation, inevitably the Moon family must also adapt. Along with the appeal of the local government, Beringharjo Market where his Father Moon scavenged windfall must also be closed.

"Today the Beringharjo Market began to close" said Mr. Hartono began his story to his wife, Ibu Sundari. Anxiety looks on his face.

Sundari's mother just sat down and sighed as if it felt heavy. "Already closed sir? Since when?" ask Mrs Sundari.

Hearing his parents talking on the porch of the house, Moon joined his parents. "Is the stall really closed, sir?" ask the Moon to his Father.

"Yes Nduk .. in the streets of Malioboro there are indeed a handful of traders who sell. But as a great pick a lid. The number of traders in Malioboro and Beringharjo Market, which has 6,000 merchants, will be closed. Not only Mr, all traders also complained of a decline in turnover. We're all really at ground zero because of Corona. Scoring Rupiah feels so heavy. Opening a stall all day long also can only be tired, because there are no buyers at all" said Mr. Hartono who looked more sluggish that morning.

The sluggishness was clearly imprinted on the middle-aged man's face. Not only Pak Hartono as one of the many Batik entrepreneurs in Beringharjo Market, his fellow batik entrepreneurs also experienced the same thing. Want to move the business sector it feels very heavy for Pak Hartono and other Batik merchant colleagues.

"We actually these sellers are also dilemma. The government appealed to all residents to reduce activity outside the home to minimize the number of spread of the Corona virus. However, we also have employees who depend on us for their lives. Employees also need salaries. Children and wives at home also need money for meals, school, and other necessities. The Beringharjo and Malioboro markets, once crowded with visitors, are now completely deserted. Guaranteed Kiosks at Beringharjo Market 100% closed. It is ironic, before the Corona area of Malioboro as if always preening, crowded with tourists, now deserted." he said.

Moon and Miss Sundari also heard Mr. Hartono's words. Responding and providing solutions seems to be difficult, so it is better that they give an ear and hear complaints from the Head of the Family.

Moon glanced at his two parents who were just silent with their own thoughts.

"Euhm, Mr. .. at a time like this, we are asked to be patient, sincere, and reliable. As my previous advice to the Moon. Man is asked to get closer to God, to improve himself. God willing, God will make things easier. Everyone experiences it, not just us. Patience with Sir ... God willing, all the trials of God will make us strong. God gives the temptation, He also gives the way out. By staying close to God, we are increasingly reminded that we are only creations that must always depend on the Creator." said Moon who wants to remind his Father to always be patient, sincere, and reliable.

Mr. Hartono nodded his head. "Yes ..we can only be patient and pray, may all this soon pass. Right now, the healthy favors are immeasurable. Beyond everything we've got."

Sundari's mother also agreed with her husband and children. "Truly, things have been difficult. As long as we are still healthy, it is already the infinite favor of Gusti."

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Meanwhile in Makassar, Surya seems to be in the middle of joining with his daily life which is more spent in the boarding room.

If before the pandemic, Surya included people with high mobility and now only languish in the boarding room, making Surya bored.

The afternoon in the city of Makassar was so hot, since the morning in the boarding room and had not had breakfast. Finally Surya chose to buy lunch in a place not far from the hostel.

The 23-year-old came out wearing a mask and pocketed a hand sanitizer in his pants pocket. Makassar typical cuisine such as Coto Makassar, Buras, and Es Banana Ijo seems to be very delicious in hot dine like this.

By walking a dozen meters, finally Surya has been in the typical Makassar Dining House. Surya immediately ordered the food menu he wanted.

While waiting for food to be delivered, Surya sat around while looking at the messaging application on his mobile phone. He sent a message to the moon.

[To: Month]

[What did you do to the moon?]

[Since morning why not send me a message?]

[I was eating at a typical Makassar restaurant.]

[You're there don't forget to eat.].

The messages glide perfectly for the Moon, but only to the extent of being sent is yet to be seen.

Until finally Surya's order came. Soon he wanted to eat that appetizing food. However, before he began to enjoy the food, Surya scrunched his forehead because what he ordered was Coto Makassar, while presented in front of him was Konro Soup.

Surya immediately called the seller and confirmed the order again.

"Excuse me ma'am, I'm the message Coto Makassar here who came Konro Soup huh?" surya asked kindly.

After Surya there is also a girl who also received the wrong order. The long-haired girl also stood up and called out to the seller. "Mom, I ordered Konro Soup this is coming Coto Makassar huh? The trash I ordered hasn't come yet either, ma'am." said the girl.

As late as the next second, Surya and the girl both turned their heads. Could their orders be exchanged.

"Surya...."

"Arunica...."