At the beginning of March when I was in Makassar, I joined a deep language training organized by LPDP for three months, March-June. It had been exactly two weeks when I had face-to-face learning and the news about Covid-19 arose and got worse. I still remember, it was on Saturday-Sunday, my friends and I got panic waiting for updates about our language training. Meanwhile, every campus in Indonesia had announced that learning must be switched to an online method and the campus was closed.
On Monday morning, I started to do the online class. I ran out of savings, I had no enough money to buy an internet quota and it made me ask for wifi-sharing from a community whose base camp was located side by side with my boarding house. The only spot I could access the internet was near to the stairs. I stayed at home for a week, I almost ran out of food in my boarding house, I decided to go out and look for food. When I went to Indomaret, people were hurried, all of them wore a mask. I saw a woman wearing a mukena and she used the end of the mukena to cover a half of her face. Around March 20, after the first patient of Covid-19 in South Sulawesi had been announced, I decided to go home to Mandar.
