DESTINY IS NOT WRONG
Moon Palace

The ship has now left the dock, preparations for sailing have been brought

as provisions on the journey that we ourselves do not know, whether the storm will be

it comes suddenly when the ship has just left the harbor, or it could be

the storm will come when in the middle of the journey can even be when approaching

the last port of the storm and the new great waves we find, here

the helmsman's readiness to overcome all this, banging his ship into the reef

then it sank and sank or with all its might to keep the ship from

a sink? Like that is the housewife that we will live.

It is still fairly far from the dream house, fill three rooms to enter

the vehicle alone is difficult because it is located in the corner of the alley not far from the residence

both my parents. There are not many reasons why I live close together

with them, none other than because I wanted Amel to get to know my family, friends and brothers better than that I could not leave my father and my mother, because they need more attention even though to give the material still can not repay all the goodness.

Contract that we now occupy, it was still fairly newly built and the owner himself berwabil-special for me to remember many times shifted position I still accept, because of the various requests from prospective residents consisting of four family heads, there are those who ask in the middle, edges and corners. Originally I occupied the fourth door, or spelled out in the corner remembering

too uncomfortable if passed by people, until finally I got a place in

middle and I do not protest.

Hopefully Amel has a hard time staying here, considering here there are still my sisters who can accompany him as long as they have not got a job, and Jakarta is not a foreign city for him because for decades he lived not far from where we live, the complex of pilots and flight attendants and staff of Merpati Nusantara Airlines, and Mamahnya

Julie's general secretary at the airline. Imagine how life

my wife at the time?

What Amel pinta they must buy him, and indeed during the first High School Amel fairly updated with the name of gadgets, fashion, until the foreign language course became prestige in his school place, he said, it is no stranger to

the goods were brandy and classy and many of his classmates tried to approach Amel just to be able to borrow the latest clothes, shoes or flip-flops.

It is easy for Allah to give His servant sustenance, and easy to bring him back. The house purchased from the hard-earned for decades while still serving in Merpati, the dream house like a palace changed hands immediately, because the family was in a hurry to sell

with a cheap price, if not in a hurry and last one year only, now the price becomes twice the selling price, 2 Billion is not a small amount.

From that his family situation experienced ups and downs and did not know the direction, Amel also had to work as Sales Promotion Girls in a Mall in Bekasi.

Only a few years after that they returned to their hometowns and bought a plot of land and buildings as their resting place in old age.

Is Amel able to live in a crowded rented without ventilation and air conditioning? There's only a 14-inch Vicky television and a fan, no stove, no kettles and no cupboards

ices. Are you willing my darling? From the beginning, there was no grandiose promise

I give you, not the wind of heaven that I exhale in your ears! But the difficulties of life that we will both bear, are you able my dear?

I'm not Sheikh Hamdan the heir to the throne of the Dubai empire whose company is listed

in the Wall Street Journal, I'm not Carl Philips, I'm not Al Walid bin Talal who owns hundreds of companies around the world, but I am only the son of a village Ustadz who was paid only by the mercy of parents who knew themselves and sought the blessing of a teacher and now the man has almost lost his voice, he was already drowning in the rattan chair, the man who had never tirelessly come in and out of the first party and

other councils only teach the values of aqidah, theology of divinity, law of’i syahadatain.

Until we are used to hearing italic sayings and sayings about it, ‘Ustadz *****, heretical and misleading as well as other sneers,' only because the School is different. And now he is alleviating his own pain...

Will you accompany my steps?

Amelis, man,...

Only this small palace can I give you, the one I rent every time

the moon, where we share stories, love, cheerfulness and hurt. This is a process of the journey of life, I hope you are able to count, 1...2.and 3 not 1..2.and 5, this is the palace where we learn what maturation is.

hearing our sickly, just above the cool place we share, where we whisper and where we shed tears, do not let the problem of our household heresy be heard even if there is a male beetle that enters the palace, please do not make you tempted to share the story, one time he will sting you, even if he takes out the honey but the stumps will harm you, understand that...

Like a child getting something new, he will keep telling stories

and proud –nya, day and night unceasingly looking for who else he wants to show the happiness he now feels, until finally

he was tired and asleep, it was still carried away in a dream!Unknowingly

also said when delirious.

And just like that, when I was proud to have you, I wanted to feel like I did not want to stop sharing this happiness, telling stories about our marriage, even though some neighbors already knew about my departure to Palembang, he said, that one day I was flooded with do’a.

As we went along the road, so tightly faded and Amel's left arm squeezed in

my right arm, a smile and a spoiled prank provoked us to smile, eyes

it collided and anchored in the thin lip folds that lured me to

say, “sayang you Amel.” He also replied,”sayang you are also Haidar.”

If only these eyes were able to stare at the labyrinth of the world, maybe at that time they blushed embarrassed to see so mesrahya we. As well as offering us do’a and blessings in life, “may Allah bless you and gather you both in virtue."

When it was far away it was like to go home and share a story, let go of all the fatigue, I

miss hugging. And how happy and calm this heart, after looking for sustenance the smile of the wife welcomed my arrival. Without having to be taught again Amel reached for the fingers of my right hand, his forehead and the tip of his lips were so warm when

touching me on the back of my hand.

“I'm hungry, what are you cooking?”

“How do I want to masakin you, stove alone we have no yank.”

I held this breath deeply, ‘ Yes Alllllllllllllaaaah...” To buy a stove

I just can't afford it.

“Sabar well dear, next month I pay later we buy gas stove.”

“Iya yank.”

“You've eaten? Let me buy you rice wrap yah?”

“Buy a pack, we eat together, I eat it a little.”

Until the end of the month, we couldn't afford it. At first I suspected the price of the stove and gas cylinder was as expensive as one hundred and Fifty Thousand Rupiah and it turned out that for the tube alone I had to reach into the pocket of One Hundred and Sixty Thousand

Thousand thousand was included with the contents, not to mention the price of his own gas stove which was the cheapest only two hundred and fifty thousand.

So, the total is Four Hundred Ten Thousand Rupiah. That's a quarter of the salary I've received at the office, not to mention

to pay the bank's rent and installments, the rest is for my Six Hundred Thousand

use it for daily meals with Amel. Enough is not enough...Want not to! And Must...

It is this that disturbs the heart, how dysfunctional I am as a husband, what

what I make from my labor for one month is still far from the word ‘sejahtera’ not I am not grateful for what God has given me, if I was alone maybe that much money was enough for the needs until the end of the month, even if forced. The old me, now much different, Amel is the trust that God entrusts, and I am responsible for what

which became his life's necessity.

What with the money that I set aside was able to meet his needs? And I choose to give up, let the remaining money from the salary that has been used to pay

the contract and the bank installments are entirely for Amel, while for my daily fare let me look even after going home and working holiday I look for a side business gap, as long as halal surely Allah is open

kan roads. Even though I don't know what I'm going to do...

But I'm afraid Amel is just an ordinary woman whose patience is limited...