The Credits

We were moving on the first day of the new month, at the beginning of Friday. Three of us did Quran reading together after maghrib prayer to mark the beginning of the new journey.

If I could make some calculations of what this house is made of :

• 20% goes to the doctor’s sweat and blood, day in day out, weekdays, weekend, morning to late night, and I am grateful for everything he has done.
• 10% goes to someone whose energy, determination, discipline, and courage are fully invested to turn this house into a home.
• Another 10% goes to the blessings that the little girl brings and the prayers of our parents.

So, to whom the rest of the credit goes?

When I looked back to everything that we’ve been through, we did all the efforts that human can do and it just stops there.

We’ve actually been searching for a place of our own since 2013. We visited the very same apartment four times in few different years with a serious thinking of buying in mind. We calculated everything and thought we were really ready.

The weird thing was, there had always something stopped us for unclear reason. We just didn’t proceed. But, resumed again everytime.

Until there was one circumstance that made us have to rent in that exact apartment then we understood why there was always something that prevented us to buy it.

Our life there was quite good, but, definitely not the place we want to stay for a long time. In fact, we moved out three months earlier than the actual lease because life surprised us with a job offer from one of the best cities in the world and it changed our life forever.

In London, the house searching was once again beyond my imagination. I had marked so many places in the north London because I thought the tube line goes straight to the doctor’s hospital.

What I didn’t know was the process wasn’t that simple as we had here. Among so many places that I marked, we only managed to have two viewings. One was located above the grocery shop, another one came unfurnished, which both were not an option.

We only had few days left for our AirBnb rent and suddenly we found one, but in South East London, the complete opposite what I have planned. Since we had no choice, so we just went for the viewing.

We fell in love right away. It was beautiful residence and neighborhood by the river Thames in zone 2. Most of Indonesians chose zone 4 in the north because of the price and other considerations, but, we got this place so close to the city, with a better tube line, schools, little forest nearby, and so many more.

The administration was also another story but, it would be too long to put here. In short, we moved in just few days after and in one night I turned the rent into a home.

The story could go on and on, but, I’ll just stop here.

So, the rest 60% credit for this house goes to The One and Only Who enables everything for us, Who takes care of us wherever we go, Who shows ways out, Who listens to all those cries and pleads. The One Who allows us to have what we have.

He allows us to be healthy in spite of all the hard work we have to do, he opens so many doors we couldn’t even see. He protected us all through the way from the beginning to the end.

He literally fulfilled the smallest detail of the wishes, but, nothing comes easy and I fully understand that part, in spite of my loud whining.

In one of my regular morning readings in this new home, while having the whole house as my view, the two verses I read have this meaning :

“And He provides for him from (sources) he never could imagine. And whoever puts his trust in Allah, sufficient is (Allah) for him. For Allah will surely accomplish his purpose. Verily, for all things has Allah appointed a due proportion” (Quran 65:3)

“Let the man of wealth provide according to his means. As for the one with limited resources, let him provide according to whatever Allah has given him. Allah does not require of any soul beyond what He has given it. After hardship, Allah will bring about ease”.(QS 65 : 7)

No words beyond Alhamdulillah.