DESTINY IS NOT WRONG
Between the Oceans of Love and Keikhlas

Now I admit that I have my own reasons why I chose and made sure that Vega will sit in the number one seat, in the VVIP room during the primary gala. I will apply him in front of hundreds of invited guests, the producer did not mind him, even those who want to prepare everything themselves, so it looks exclusive and interesting. Renacanaku I have conveyed to Mas Febry and he continued to the other team, the result was there will be a big surprise.

I myself increasingly exist to upload all production activities to facebook account, twitter, path and others. Various comments and sayings I receive every day, tucked into a comment that I think is very important when he mendo’a success that for myself is not only here.

Phey Sumi Hariyono, congratulated and still continue to mendo’-ku. He also knew my plan to go to Germany and the expulsion to Milan from my status on facebook, aunt also slightly offended Thea and her whereabouts now and the activities she did.

My ex is one, his work career is quite good as a tour guide or guide if the holidays are only, his days working at the embassy staff in Milan, Milan, not only that, he also became a choreographer in one of the dance and cultural centers in the city of Milan, it is often the occasional time to travel to Germany to fill events or as an invited guest by the Indonesian embassy there.

I hope to meet him, so it is not difficult to take care of licensing and anticipation if there are problems both big and small later. Aunty also gave her first daughter's mobile number. It's too hard for me to have it, given that we're separated on the basis of belief, too grandiose to dream of it if to expect it back.

And after all, this conviction of heart has chosen Vega to be my companion, because there is no reason anymore and physical perfection is already in his possession, so he studied religion diligently, he continued, often he doesn't pick up the phone that makes me prejudiced or netting, negative thinking. After I asked, he was praying and tadarus or his sunna prayers became a routine that he could not leave.

So, there is no more reason for me to find a replacement for him, although it is not easy to melt the heart of the girl who also has a new habit, fasting sunna Monday-Thursday. Which man doesn't want to try to win the heart of this former flight attendant. Already beautiful, smart and berahan is improving his morals.

And I knew Vega, not when my career was nearing its peak but the existence of this film thanks to the special do’a he asked every third of the night. It was also always the case about the development of the film, and he did not expect anything or ask for a return. Including the plan I want to meming it always the words appear,”not knowu!!!” Sometimes I get a little annoyed with the words and words.

How else would you like?! Because I believe in what I choose, if indeed he I consider true love, then I must be willing to fight and pursue him, he said, until I myself am helpless with the provisions and lines of Destiny that God Himself determines from my heart, my task is only to try to convince, compensate, become friends in line with him not to precede each other. Make him comfortable until he feels himself present I become opium for him.

At that time, he will say, “ I sincerely become your companion in life, not only now, but will be faithful to wait in the hereafter. Even if this body parted from its spirit, for true love would carry on to death.”

When I return from Europe, I will bring Vega longing and I will make the days with him beautiful, I have a plan to take him to walk with orphans who have become my nazarku, when this film releases then I have to take them to tourist attractions in Jakarta, to play as much as possible.

After that, I invited him to visit the nursing home, giving a little infak and shadaqah that I had to fulfill as my gratitude until I involved in the process of the final work of this film, he said, the primary gala night preparation.

Before I left for Germany, Milan and finally the Grand Mosque for a full month's journey in all three countries, two countries had indeed become the top priority, while for Milan itself was only my omission, which is deducted from the royalty money later. Because Italy is not part of the job, and I have to understand that.

Although without asking the office people will facilitate it, but I try to know myself and not mix personal problems with film affairs, I beg do’a blessing from mamah, I ask, my sisters who always wet their lips mendo’akan me, including Vega Putri Nafisah. They are the ones who should feel what is my sweat and happiness.

Because I believe that the person who has a big name is born from a family that always sustains him with dreams, hopes and do’a that never stop, even tears, wounds and sorrows it becomes protein and a small whip to continue, if the intention is because of God to me it has become a separate point in the eyes of the spinner of Destiny.

After the passport was in hand, there were only ten people who left for Germany and the Grand Mosque, me, three producers, four crew members and two national artists who played Dita and Syahrel. All production equipment is only partly brought, considering as a precaution from the police there who do not tolerate later, he said, or it could be that they have prepared a tool there that is deliberately in the rental. And it's not my domain, my main job is to escort the production, discuss it and provide input so that the film is not far from the novel.

This is my first trip abroad, unmitigated 3 countries and two continents. Requires more energy and maintain stamina, health and personal equipment that must be prepared. We had to transit to Singapore first, to move the plane that took us to continental Europe. The journey of Jakarta –Singapore does not take long. only about 1.5 hours.

The time frame between Jakarta and Singapore is 1 hour faster.1.5 hours passed. The wheels of the plane we were riding touched one of the five best airports in the world, Singapore Changi Airport. And this is, this small country where the perbank mafiosos fled, it seems like the country's foreign exchange source is getting from them.

Welcome banners with more or less the direction of the language welcomed our arrival, absolutely stunning and neatly arranged, interior decoration is so amazing, many also visible entertainment centers provided at this airport.

Skytrain system, no need to run and sweat or sweat-sweat, similar to in the movie Holywood

which always shows the technological sophistication they have, more or less like the picture of Singapore Changi Airport, and we rushed to terminal two, no time to just rest, no more, even though the photo had stolen the careless producers, if until they know it looks very ndesonya me.

Terminal two is adjacent to terminal one, not far from the host cinema and burger kiosks and a number of shops are so organized. These eyes are spoiled by a garden with an open roof and feature part of the world's largest plasma display technology. After the officer checked the administration again, we also waited a few minutes to wait for Lufthstansa aircraft, German airlines, all look all-on time no dalayed term felt so valuable here.

Before long, the plane we were about to board was already on the airport runway. I think the plane that will take us through the clouds and split the sky on the European continent is an elite plane, in fact I was a little disappointed to travel so far and so far there are no supporting entertainment facilities, her sheat

so narrow is this ali naek Lufthstansa, a German airline. Unlike what was imagined, the seat was a bit small, we only provided earphones, so throughout the trip we had to be sincere which was only given music entertainment and no television.

Truly a saturating trip apparently, at least I can get rid of saturation by reading magazines, in fact I did not find a single reading material.

After dawn, the mega in the Eastern horizon doused the German ceiling until it looked red like hot copper, a vast stretch of mountains covered in white cotton-like color that came out of the mouth of the kapok fruit, clean because it is covered with snow. Some look shiny because of the morning sun. So far as the eye is looking down only white color enveloping the mountains tucked silvery brown color of the mountain body part like a virus stone whose hemispheres peel like hot larval fluid.

We arrived at the homeland of Deso Dogg, a rep who now chose to become a mujahid and left

his popularity.

Heidelberberg Castle, Baden Wuerttemberg Germany and Berliner Ensemble, a fairly famous performance building. In Germany there are 120 public theatres, 700 plus performance buildings plus 180s of privately owned performance buildings. As well as some well-known ansables, such as Thalia-Theater, Kammerspiele in Munich which became our priority place for shooting there, as well as three locations including Frankfurt am Main International Airport, local hospitals, etc, ill Magazine's editorial office is setting the venue for the next week.

At Frankfurt airport was picked up by Joe Nathan, who was still Febry's nephew who was studying as a prospective engineering engineer, we went straight to the KBRI in Berlin to coordinate licensing and the obstacles that we will face.

Arriving

there, the place I had to go to was the toilet, because I felt like I wasn't

able to endure this pain again. I traced the room in the office of the KBRI, there

one room and at a glance I saw a woman who was so engrossed

talk over.

From her hair style like a stranger and

I remember his face. But what power I have to finish my business in the toilet,

I will find out who he is, from his height and shape

I'll make sure it's the girl I know.

“Aaaah, ,

maybe I saw it wrong! Or there is indeed a resemblance.” Tried to brush

my guess.

I

forget the face that bothered the mind, and I thought it was impossible or a story

this is only in FTV and local Sinetron in Indonesia. After me

can pass the critical period in the stomach, and re-join the others.

The room where the girl had been, already looked empty, just for the sake of eliminating the taste

curious, I tried to browse through every room and exit of the building, no

I also found.

Feeling my search was in vain, I decided

to return to the meeting between the production

house with KBRI representative. In the room only

me and Mas Edo are not there, where is he?

“Ah, ,

there may be other business that he has to work on.“ My heart in my heart.

Tak

some time I joined, apparently only a few minutes after it was not

there is more discussion, and indeed this is not the realm of my duty. So, my theme

here it is just a delusion and a little follow the production path only.

This is a gift given by the producer

for me, who's been working on a scenario for almost two months. Maybe on the second day, though,

shooting will take place, one day is a long meeting day

slightly saturating. Because it must be planned carefully, before

go to the Grand Mosque.

Just like when we finished shooting in Indonesia, I became an assistant director, even though I was still learning, he said, insyallah I have been able to direct how to take pictures and soul in each character that must be attached to each player. I learned lighting, right down to the location setting. So that the audience will really leave a deep mark, when finished watching this film there is an impression that they take home, and willingly tell this film, word of mouth. That's my main target and the production team.

During our time in Germany we lived in a region often called the Ringbahn. Located outside the city center or call it a semi-city. The number of residents is not crowded, and the price of renting a house here a little cheap to make this area as a choice of residence for new students, even if still in the city of Berlin, making this area a choice of residence for new students, but it is like this urban order in a country that has experienced this black history of the Jews. There is also an elite area on the Berlin border, usually those who are looking for calm and away from the noise of the city, the cost of rent and home ownership is quite expensive.

There is nothing special in Germany, we still see beggars, buskers and scribbles on the walls Every flat must have a painting or just a name that is difficult to read because of the letters are piled up, which is important not plain While, there are beggars pretending to sell newspapers, there are beggars who are not, some just sit quietly at the station door, in front of him there is a pile of newspapers and brochures, like only used as a shield if they are cursory like workers, I with an explanation from Nathan, as quoted by Nathan, that their presence is considered only a state burden, they can also be benefits from the state taken from the taxes of employers and workers, he said, it was the beggars who enjoyed a little of their sweat that really worked tenaciously.

Just like in Indonesia, buskers also have their own style and way to make side money, usually they go around in small groups, between 3 – 6 people, carrying musical instruments such as guitar, violin, and so on, saxophone, harmonica and sound system. There is cheating that we can see there, the buskers who are in this group usually just pretend to play music, even though it is lipsing with the sound system connected to the iPod. Lead Guitar itself is mostly sourced from the iPod, but they include creative with the combination of music they arranged themselves, so it sounds like creative music.

At the first location in a Heidelberberg Castle, Baden Wuerttemberg, where there is a scene that Dita has a lover in Germany, named Jhon. The ruins of the building are deliberately not arranged and rearranged, so it looks natural. A small old town in Baden-Wurttemberg, an autonomous city on the banks of the Neckar river.

On both sides of the street lined shops, ranging from chocolate shops, furniture, clothes and shoes, cosmetics, cafes, jewelry, furniture, and so on. If we look at this long road, we will see a castle on a reddish-brown mountain, that is Heidelberg Schloss. From this castle we can see the beautiful city of Heidelberg then can enjoy the Neckar River and Alter Bruke (old bridge) from a distance.

There is a slight obstacle in the property setting in a performance building where, we need a lot of spectators, and if you have to pay as many as 300 visitors it feels like the film costs only run out to pay the cast of figures, and if you have to pay for it, on average, they pay 20-25 Euros. Or if calculated with rupiah currency, about 250 thousand rupiah, just try if multiplied then the cost to be incurred is Rp. 76,308,000, this is where there is a long debate between the director with the telent section and the PH administration.

From the director, he did not want this film not impressed contrived or image manipulation, while the telent did not want to issue such a large budget. Fortunately, there was Nathan who asked for help from friends at the Indonesian Embassy, Indonesian Students in Germany and friends at the campus who they were native Germans.

With those obstacles starting to erode, from convoluted security permits, the tools we carry should be provided by the Germans such as cameras, and other needs during shooting runs. Almost we were deported, when the artist who played his Jhon visa expired, inevitably we had to take care of his visa again, and this became a burden of production.

Thankfully, shooting a week in Germany did not have a bad impact, and all the problems could be solved with a cool head, no difference so heavy that it hindered the shooting process. Alhamdulillah, targeted schedules and negative drafts do not occur, so it only takes 5 working days running

as planned.

Saturdays and Sundays rest periods all crew except the director and editor who really have to start sorting out decent and quality images. Cut one scene after another each scene wrong, and,

looking for a point of deficiency, until finally do not have to go back to Germany just to take stock shoot that is still lacking.

Saturday-Sunday I continued my trip to Milan, just to enjoy the European weather and fashion that became the icon of Italy. As well as historical buildings, shopping and entertainment centers I will enjoy while having the opportunity. At the same time looking for eye cendra to be brought home to the country. From Germany it only takes about six hours, the plane landing at Malpensa Airport, Italy. Having to travel 41 Km from the airport, this trip has been prepared in advance by Mrbak Rini one of the admin staff in Belunni. So, I don't have to make it difficult to find transportation, hotels and meals.

I was really pampered, who set out to Milan, me, Mas Febry and Kang Belman time to enjoy the results of our efforts which were a little complicated with the problems of administration, planning, planning, meetings here and there. Now is the time to enjoy the results of hard work for approximately three months.

I went to the Arch of Constantine, a building full of carvings as a witness to the history of the great battle on the Milvina Bridge, it was a kind of gate of a connecting palace and it was made into a Constantine inscription. I also enjoyed Cucina italiana, in the Mediterranean region. For me these meals are no stranger to the same as what I have ever tasted in my homeland, the culinary that I have not enjoyed is only antipasto, the lunch opener, and the food that I have never had, I feel there is a taste of tuna, there is a bit of salty taste in mushrooms, pimiento, black olives, prosciutto, radish and anchovies. So was the pizza I used to eat and there was no problem with

enjoying the culinary in Italy.

We were also given the opportunity to perform Ashar prayers at Grande Moschea. A mosque that I think is the heart of religious tolerance in this city, just imagine its location adjacent to the Vatican City and the Jewish Synagogue. The mosque stands on the services of the late King Faisal bin Abdul Aziz, the leader of Saudi Arabia. He considered that Rome must have a mosque because the growth of Muslims there is quite a significant increase.

On the second day, I visited only two places, the Cathedral church of Milan and the stadium where the players of big clubs like AC Milan train, at San Siro. Giuseppe Meazza named the stadium, while AC Milan fans prefer to call it San Siro. In this place, I was given the opportunity to see the dressing room of the Intermilan players who were so elegant but simple, circular in shape with a seat of concrete without a backrest. On the wall there are clothes hangers for players and in there is only one plasma television that is deliberately intended to be watched together. Schudetto charter on the wall. I uploaded all my photos on facebook, path and twitter.

This is, the proof of a dream that some people think I am just a dreamer, who has no direction in life, the heavyweight unemployment that finally brought me to the continent of Europe, far from impossible in this world, a city that only the people who are famous can visit the dream country such as Germany, Italy and Mecca. When the ocean of love and sincerity I find here, the result of the crystallization of sweat, of the soaring do’a, of the oral always sincerely’ every step of my life. If it is broken, how much should I spend? In fact, I am only an unemployed person, because the community is still unemployed even my ex-wife that the world of work, the routine from morning to evening, the shirt, the hair neatly arranged, the shoes shiny, whose monthly salary runs out for the burden of living every day.

As for people like me, his life is already irregular, and almost lost the normal human lifestyle, morning I make night and vice versa. Almost not neatly arranged, style was uracan, income only from books that have been published, which I take once every three months. Who would be at home to sit beside me, until Amels himself left without any apologies spoken, dim all the stars of my life, lost all this hope, lost, the dream of a normal man who misses the sound of a baby crying, and begins to be jealous when he hears a spoiled voice calling,”ayah.”.

It may sound ordinary, but the words seem to punish me and talk about the failure of a writer whose name soon aligns with those of writers whose first novel has been visualized into the language of drawing. Not to make me proud of what I get now, it's all a burden of trust that is increasingly difficult for me to deal with, not just the script of my novel that is screened, and I get a percentage of the film sales, it keeps what I have got even better than what I have and have produced.

Keeping the heart from contracting star syndrome, and being a lowly person

self, not arrogant or proud of what is now in my grasp, and learning chesty not to make slanted talk material people around me who are easy to justify, looking at others with one eye, this is when the sneer will be do’a, despicable to be noble, and ‘sampah’ to be a valuable item. All that I get from the hands of the owner of destiny, Alla Facilitate all the affairs that we consider difficult, in the eyes of all of us is impossible, other also what is his view. He is the Guide and Guide to His servants who feel lost from His way

make the road back easy. To be able to take me to the next country, Jazirah Nabi.

Labbaik Allah, I filled Your call in the Blessed Sacbih of Love...

Labbaik Allah, in Your Mihrab

I gave up my life's destiny...

Labbaik Allah, the,

You welcome me in the arms of love

your dear...

Good Lord, I

be a guest in your heart...

Labbaika La Syarika Laka Labbaik, now I face, I whisper, I say, I submit all about the veil of love, mind and creativity stored neatly in Lahul Mahfudz, Lahul, no one can associate with you. In the Mihrab of Your love, beautiful in the presumption do’a now I give up my life and death....

These tears spilled, the body was drooping weakly, unconsciously now rested in a prostration of gratitude. This chest tightness, it felt airy, and I did not expect the body full of sins to be given the opportunity to step on the land of the birth of holy men.

Divine, do not you displease the secret behind my filthy body, do not you open this self-disgrace, the Supreme Guard of Secrets. It was heavy for me to step on my feet at King Abdul Azis International Airport in Jeddah.

It looks like a modern shuttle bus, which can accommodate passengers on a large scale, and it already looks professional, the runway is more than wide enough and the waiting room is very adequate, prospective passengers, and so on, travelers or hours’ah hajj who stopped at King Abdul Azis Airport do not need to worry when they want to use the toilet, because the airport itself provides the facilities are very much, the water is abundant, the architecture also looks unique. But we had a little patience to face the officer who was so careful to check the administration and our luggage.

On the South side, there is a separate runway and apparently can only be used by Saudi Arabian Airlines and some aircraft from the Saudi Arabian royal family.

The weather is so hot than Jakarta, this is a challenge that must be faced by the production team, given the trastic climate change. Kang Belman himself fell ill, although still fairly mildly ill and just enough to rest in a hotel not far from the Grand Mosque. While the other film crew split up to complete their respective tasks and obligations.

I myself while enjoying the incandescent minaret lights of the Grand Mosque prepared and reread the scenario that was for the final venue. The two female actors had come one day before we arrived, they were deliberately not included when shooting in Germany, in addition to budget efficiency and indeed the demands of the role they had to complete here, the scene that we take only two days, the rest we do Umrah together as a form of gratitude and Mecca is the last place of our production.

In this city, some stock shoot and there is a scene in the dormitory or tent clock’ haj when the Mother approaches her death, with Hajah Zahrotul Hayati in the novel Between Germany and the Grand Mosque.

One day it was used to coordinate with related parties, fortunately there is no scene that must be taken right inside the Grand Mosque, only inside the tent of pilgrims’ haj, only, that way we don't need cats with security guards.

The rest can be taken when we are doing worship in the Grand Mosque, although we have to take a little advantage of the negligence of complex security officers in the mosque.

For some reason these tears incessantly continued to wash my cheeks, while in front of the tomb of the Prophet, in front of the sacred body were lips mute. After I finished praying Isya and deliberately spent my nights on the side of the navel that is so beautiful the gate of the door is engraved lafadz basmallah and other carvings of Arabic script.

From a distance the radiance of kemuning from the tomb layer is so clearly visible. I smelled the scent of kasturi emanating from inside where the sacred body was residing.

“Assalamu’alikum, duhai holy widower of Khadijah bin Khuwalid, the holy soul who delivered us in syafa’at your love to the Ummah.Wahai warlord who is able to combat his air and lust.

I salute and flatter you, the forerunner of the prophets. Now, I have come to fulfill your calling as Isra’ku and mi’raj your love that never brimmed.

O beloved of God, accept these tears as the transmitters of my longing for you, the longing that is so full of chest, now I feel so close to you, hug me, grandfather of two pairs of holy eyes, father of the heavenly woman of the angel, Fatimatuzzahra acknowledge, don't you alienate us at Padang Mahsyar later.

O Messenger of Allah, O Habiballah allow me to take this life, on the path of destiny and the secrets of the heavens are quite unsettling, convey our wishes, to my Lord of your presence Madinatul’ilmi, whose light-nya up Rabbi Dzal Jali Wal Ikram.

I leaned between the high pillars right in the tomb of the Prophet, recalling the journey of his life until known to the people of the world to the hereafter, the distance of the century did not melt the love of his people not a count of fingers, but it has been thousands of years until this way people continue to flow from all corners of the earth still crave, centuries of longing to the figure of Nurul Musthofa never timeless. The greatest gift of my life can be given a chance to pilgrimage to his tomb, may be given the pleasure of longevity until it can return to the holy land, Divine Amiin...

After I finished my time to pack up and return to my homeland, as if it was a separate longing to meet my relatives, the people closest to me. This lips feels weak can no longer say the happiness that I now get, although sometimes entangled with regret when this dream has been achieved, even though I have lost my heart, but I have to let go of losing the figure of a father who always leads in every step of my life. Many times he tried to fight his pain, when I whispered in the ear of the Pematang Siantar's birth man, “ Ayaaah...Ayaah must be strong and fight her disease!”

In fact, I alone had no power to hold back tears when he was so eager to visit his headache that it was so great to have to bleed from his mouth. Well, it was blood hypertension, the heart rate was so high that he had to withstand the stagnation of nerves in the head, he said, and the impact on convulsions because he himself is no longer strong enough to withstand the pain he suffered for a year and a half.

Maybe at that time, he was already on the verge of helplessness, and he also had to sincerely stretch death without me beside him.

“Should father be here, participating in the sweat of his son, the eldest son he secretly boasts in front of his students and friends.” Well, the father of an ustadz who has many students but in the slightest he never asked for a wage from what he has taught, because he is known to be royal and has high prestige.

Just stay mamah that I have to take care of, he also became sacred to me and do’nya become a power supply through days that are so heavy, both trials and difficulties of life that I face. Mamah, a woman who is so deaf and understands when I am hungry and what I need when I am engrossed in writing.

Even though it was this big, he still enveloped and opened his glasses when I accidentally fell asleep. What else when Amel abandoned me, the attitude of mama became excessive, worried fear of anything happening to me.

In addition to my late father, my mother and my younger siblings participated in what I have now achieved, my cute nieces, Audre, and others, Zahira and Aninditha became jealous wranglers when I missed being called,” Father.” By my wives.

In addition, there is also my best friend who understands the most, when I feel so hungry in the middle of the night, his name Iskandar. Many beautiful memories with this veteran PERSITA footballer, he who is tireless to deliver me meetings there and here without having to be paid.

Something has ever moved me, though, Iis as soon as I called her past midnight came and went into my room only to bring me money that was not how big and food to accompany me to finish novels and other writings. Though the distance of his house is quite far, but so much attention he gave. And there are also memories that are a little strange in my opinion, I once tried to just chat casually about my problems, long I tell all of them, he said, although there are some that become our privacy and not all he knows. The answer is simple, “ Udah bang, loh ceraiaja same wife so we can hang out together again. Ribet! Wife loh it's many rules..”

Those are the few who are so dear and worthy of my gratitude, for they are now able to stand firm, and do not forget there is also Vega who became another spirit in my career in the world of writing, he became my inspiration in completing some books that I was finishing. Including this novel.

And he was my hope that I would be a special guest on a very special day for me, as he sat on the number one seat in the VVIP room, at that time I will announce that I want to ask her to be my life partner.

But there is a bit of awkwardness that still continues to hunt and become my question, why does he continue to avoid when I ask the question,” Vega, do you want to marry me?” Still he replied,” Hmmmmm, don't know!” Sure, there is a long debate each time discussing commitment. Which ends me having to leave him, why spend a lot of time with people who do not have a purpose in life, such as trapped in the past and the remnants of the trouma prolonged. He just threw the ‘sad’ emoticon that I don't think the girl wants me to leave, what does this all mean?!