DESTINY IS NOT WRONG

DESTINY IS NOT WRONG
Small Raft In The Heart Pier


I am not a perfect person for worship, but again


a belief that makes me dare to speculate with life. During the intention


what I do is good, so that I will reap.


In the association was not terbesit in my mind just thinking about the contents of my stomach alone,


and I'm sure when we think of the crowd, there's a lot of sustenance


God gave it to us, but when we think only of our stomachs


personally, then just our stomach contents He gives that sustenance.


Before leaving, I prepared whatever I needed for a week,


today I had to buy a dowry, and this was my first experience


the gold shop. Money Two Million Four Hundred Thousand Rupiah to buy 4 grams of gold,


I've prepared 24 carats. Faridz was willing to accompany me to buy gold


with a little hope he understands the market environment, because it is people


his parents worked as traders.


No need to mention, I describe and narrate how the market atmosphere that afternoon,


like the market in general, if it is hot like this smell of rancid


feels pungent in the nose, the heat of the sun is quite crispy forehead and


makes our view limited, because the light is so dazzling to the eye.


From alley one to the other, I traced every street corner in the market. Indeed


there aren't many gold shops here, counting fingers only two shops are quite in


kantique, Cantique and Liong. I forgot that on certain days Liong's shop


close it, or else I'll go to the Cantique store to buy the wedding gold.


In front of the store, lined with storefronts of various sizes, there appeared dozens of women willingly


jostling for queues, whether willing to buy or sell their gold. Honestly I am


it looks a little nervous, after all, it's just me and Faridz who want to


follow crammed. Stray in my mind, “ He said Indonesia is a poor country, really


how many are queuing up to buy gold?”


“You sell what buy ?” Without the cue women wear t-shirts with open collars


wide, as if it had become an obligation for every shopkeeper here to


look seductive, thinking.


“What does gold have to do with collar, thick make up and bad teasing? Ooh, this


the so-called charmers?!” Ah, but why am I thinking too much about that,


although it's a little strange. But most importantly today I have to buy gold


intermarry.


“Buy Mba.”


“How many grams of mas?”


“One gram how many Mba?”


“Three Hundred Sixty Five Thousand.”


I feel like I want to quickly end this bargain, besides I don't


understand at all for the affairs of this one, precisely that there is even a center


attention mothers.


Really made clumsy, especially when the store waiter asked, “ finger size prospective


what wife?”


“Adduuuh! This is what I never asked Amel.”


My regrets in my heart.


“If size 17 is like what?” I asked, Amel had given me a clue when we talked about the shape and size of the dowry he wanted.


The woman was patient and it seemed that she could still understand my condition at that time,


and he also gave a sample of a ring measuring 17.


“Gedeee amaat Dar! Luh's wife candidate is a washing worker?!” Guyon Faridz when he saw


the size of the ring is so big.


“For a while mba, let me phone my candidate first yah?”


Before long, Amel mentioned the appropriate ring size


finger, “ my finger size 14 yank.”


“Mba, apparently my candidate finger size is 14.”


After knowing the size, the waiter seemed to be smiling to himself, perhaps


seeing me is so troublesome.


“Please understand Mba, I just got married for the first time. Tomorrow, marriage is possible


I have a little experience.” My babble takes away the shame.


“Where is his wife?” “Palembang.” My answer is short “Much very.”


“Well how else, his name is also Mba.” mate


“Ooh yes, bener..beneeeer. If destiny wants to be said what is Mas?”


“Well, it's that the Mba knows destiny.”


“Keep the cincinya model like what?” He showed me the type of dowry model, starting


from the simple to the model with an accent that looks complicated. Me too


looking for something that is not too simple and does not seem luxurious.


“If engraved his name how much more? Keep buying the box there?” “Add Five


Ten Thousand, that's already plus the place.”


“So the total?”


“ One Million Five Hundred Ten Thousand, that's it all.”


I recalculated the money I brought and it turned out to be a Million and a half


again, and it turns out that the price of gold I prepared was beyond estimates.


Thank God, that way I can set aside for my fare and stock in


travel later.


“Rid, out of this we go home first, put the gold and cementin to the terminal, want?”


“Or aja Dar, as long as I can not help you with the material, at least can


help you wara-wiri, for one day wherever you go I am ready


nganterin.”


Thankfully, finally there are friends who are willing to give a ride to prepare everything


motor, it sounds faint like people are calling my name.


“Haiiidaaar..” My view


looking for sound source to every corner, “Rid, denger no one called?”


“Dengers. Like the voice of Vicky. Oooh, that's it!”


Faridz stopped his vehicle and approached Vicky. There seems to be


important talk, or just reprimand.


“Loh where's boy going?” I asked the club to call him Boy, because it is a form


his face looks like Ongky ‘Si Boy’ Alexander.


And he's my best friend ever since we sat on the bench at Kanak-Kanak Park, well you can


it is said to be almost like an adopted brother. In Jakarta he was alone, after the problem


big overflowing himself, his two older sisters live outside Jakarta, so


also the mother who is suffering from a stroke, just like my father, Mamah ordinary me


calling him, he also left permanent disability post stroke.


“Say you want to unplug to Palembang, why not leave yet?”


“After this you want to buy a ticket. Come to Palembang yuk Boy?”


“To Palembang? Lah deket.” Insinuations.


“How many days?” Vicky asked back.


“Most cepet three days.”


“But I have absolutely no money Dar!”


“Insyallah, if for the same fare eat and stock there, the money is still enough.” “Seriously


not niih?”


“Yes Allah, when do caves lie. Yaudah, if you want to come, let the ticket be bought


and now ready for the clothes you want to bring.”


“Lift when?”


“Jam three in the afternoon. While waiting for the pripare loh I brought the bokap first to the Market


Sunday.”


“Ngapain?!”


“Bet medicine. So before we leave let the bokapnya calm down, I deliberately bring it


used to Haji Agus, for acupuncture therapy.”


“Yaudah, I'm waiting at home!”


After buying tickets, I continued the next series of events that brought my father


to the place of Haji Agus, he was the first acupuncturist to treat my father


until you can walk.


For once treatment, even though there is no price tariff provision, every time you seek treatment


I used to give Haji Agus in lieu of minimal medical expenses


one hundred thousand, not to mention the price of medicine, for one bottle of Chinese medicine, I must


pay two hundred and fifty thousand. So, the total cost for one treatment


three hundred and fifty thousand. Not to mention the cost of the car rental, which I rented from


Mr. Rt Ma’ruf Ali, at least have to charge a premium, approximately one hundred and five


tens grand. In total, I have to


it costs five hundred thousand. So, the remaining money I bought two


tickets and supplies during the trip later.


I saw the nanar in both pairs of their eyes, I felt their lips quiver somehow


want to cry sad or happy. Like I'm not going back to


Jakarta and settled there, in a city that was taken from a book


written in 1178, Pa-lin-fong is found in the book Chu-fan-chi written by Chou-Ju-Kua, until finally known as Palembang.


It was as if they were not willing for me to be snatched away by anyone as if they were looking into their eyes


talk, “ Son, forgive us for not being able to attend on your happy day, thou


know now we are helpless, only do’a and our blessing that strengthens


your move. Be careful, Eldest, send greetings to women who have succeeded in conquering


your heart, the woman who took you from our arms. You lah


the only son we have, after your brother is called the Maha


Power, you who will take care of us until Allah


calling us to return home, closing dusk.”


I felt how devastated Dad was, sorry about the incident he was in


a natural. I know how he feels, if only he could talk, “ Haidar, he said,


I really can't be a good parent, I never can


happy Father's children, until the day of your wedding I'm not alone


powerless. Heydar, I'm sorry son! Again, we don't want to


helping you. You know, now we can only lean on the sons and daughters


our. And we ask God, let us not trouble the child too long


and our grandchildren.”


O God, we are sincere if the pain that I feel becomes the antidote to sin, I


leave our children and grandchildren to –Mu. Take care of them, divine, when we don't


able to take care of him again. Protect them Rabbi, when we are not in power


to protect.


Dad rubbed my head, as if giving a gesture, “ Be careful on the road well son!”


However, again he is helpless, enjoying the language he has already amabilized


its owner.


I'm trying hard, I have to accept this fact, if I can choose no one


people want to get married without being witnessed by their parents. This is the moment


which is so sacred, where the blessing of both is highly anticipated, when a pair


the sovereign teenager promises to rest in front of the two, while asking do’a


may be the family that Sakiinah Mawaddah Wa Rahmah, always given


tranquility, tranquility and the flowers of love that always grow in the garden


affections.