THE HEART IS BROKEN
ABOUT DESTINY
"Graft chicken meatball noodles and a glass of orange ice made by Mang Udin is perfect for this weather that is drizzling spoiled. And eat yok!" Take me to my college friend's dance after study hours.
"Ga La, another diet." decline Dance.
"Oh yes already", I answered and then stepped foot to the Mang Udin canteen located on the corner of the campus.
"Where are you going?" airin shouted from inside his class when he saw me passing in front of his class.
"Ke Mang Udin, come yok!" I came from the class door.
"Ga ah, my mager that is" Airin refused.
"It's a shame you refused, but I have an interesting and exciting story" I began to persuade my best friend to leave the classroom door.
Airin ran after me.
"Ok.oke.. But you bought me yes", whine Airin.
I just nodded and accelerated my way towards the Mang Udin stall, the residents of my middle village are already demanding their rights.
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A bowl of meatball chicken noodles and a glass of orange ice are now on Arla's table and Airin is ready to eat the two hungry students.
"La, so what's your marriage decision? So.?" is..?" tanya Airin on the sidelines of her meatball feed.
I flinch, just gobbling on meatball chicken noodles. Not answering, not looking at Airin.
"Eh La's.. If you have eaten yes, immediately deaf" continued Airin upset.
"Yes, it's just a matter of talking about it, want to enjoy eating first", I replied still focus on food.
After executing the food, I told him everything that happened about the wedding plan, from the beginning Rama applied to Papa, to the father who rejected Rama about the job.
"That's Rin, I'm confused about what to do, dad's too hard to fight. He does not forbid, but does not also have permission" I explained.
"Yes, I understand what your father means, he doesn't want dong. His only child suffered after marriage", explained Airin.
"Yes you're right, so how should I go? Is that all? Let it pass so? My first love", I continued.
"Eleeh, which parents think about first love first love that, they use logic",
I just kept quiet hearing my best friend's words.
"Yes already, the only way you can do is pray, if he is your destiny, all will be facilitated. No one can stand in the way. But if he's not your destiny, no matter how close it gets, he'll be kept away. Believe in destiny." advice Airin at length.
I just took a deep breath. Everything my best friend said was true.
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Two months had passed since the meeting of Rama and the father, but at a glance the words spoken by the father were still ringing in his mind. But now it is different, no longer prolonged in heart pain. But as a burning spirit to fight for what he wants to achieve.
The scorching sun this afternoon further burns the spirit of Rama to go back and forth carrying a brown envelope containing a cover letter. PT demi PT he visited and lay a file of applications, no matter whether he was receiving vacancies or not. At least he did the work. Tired of sending it to a mosque. Rama dragged his steps towards the mosque, not forgetting he established the dhuha sunah prayer two rakaat and hajat prayer. He told his Lord a long time, much outpouring of heart that he poured out on his Lord in order to be merciful to his servant.
"Assalamualaikum, tired of seeing her?" Greet that man.
"Eh, waalaikumsalam, yes sir" said Rama while fixing his seat.
"Where did it come from?" ask him kindly.
"Okay sir, search for vacancies, hehehe, Where are you from?" ask Rama.
"Oh, we're both on the hell, just the difference we're looking for, hehehehe"
"If you may know, what are you looking for?" Rama curious.
"I again find a caterer that provides lunch for employees in my office, from there around no one is suitable" explained the father.
"Oh, if you may know what you want to look for" asked Rama again.
"This, (Middle-aged father gives a menu list)"
"Oh, if I may offer, it just so happens that my mother and I can sir", Rama bargained.
The middle-aged father was silent for a moment. Observing Rama.
"good. Starting tomorrow can? I'm tired of wanting to go again." The middle-aged man agreed.
Rama was surprised, he did not expect his Creator so quickly granted what he asked for. Without hesitation Rama answered.
"Well sir, ready"
"OKAY. This is my business card and my office address" said the middle-aged father while handing over his business card.
Rama received the father's business card, clearly written his name and telephone number.
"Is this really Sir?" Rama assured.
"God, this is the sign of what happened, the rest followed a month later", the middle-aged father gave me a brown envelope,
Rama hesitates to accept it, he still does not believe in the destiny that his Creator gave him. His creator moved his heart to rest on the terrace of the mosque until he had to meet the middle-aged father. So shocking was the secret of destiny that He gave to his servant who surrendered to Him.
"Take" the middle-aged father sips an envelope to Rama.
"Thank You, Sir" said Rama.
"Okay, I'll see you tomorrow. Do not be late, before lunch hour has to be in the office" said the father as he stepped towards the ablution.
"Okay sir, inshaallah", replied Rama nodding.
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