Journey of Love (Perjalanan Pembuktian Cinta)

IN LOVING MEMORY, OUR FRIEND AND TEACHER ANDI WAHYUDIN UNRU. UNCLE YAYU

BASED ON TRUE STORY AND ADAPTED FROM THE BEST-SELLING NOVEL BY NUSAIBAH AZZAHRA

Be strong, Thia.

Be strong.

I promise, Satya is a good man.

You will be treated well.

He's still someone's husband.

Honey.

Are you ready?

Dad, Mom.

I'm trying to be strong.

Not because I want to marry Mr. Satya.

I chose this path,

the path that Allah has chosen for me.

I tried to be strong.

I did.

But no woman would want to be forced into marriage.

Especially a secret one.

With a man who already has a wife

and who is much older than I am.

I tried to convince myself.

This is the path that God prepared for me.

This is Allah's plan for me.

However,

no matter how hard I try to be strong,

I keep wishing that the man I love would save me.

I wish he would stop this marriage.

I do not choose him.

I choose You.

If this marriage will make me closer to You, oh Allah.

I seek refuge in Allah from Satan the accursed.

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

One. By the stars when they fade away.

Two. Your fellow man, Muhammad, is neither misguided nor astray.

Three. Nor does he speak of his own whims. An-Najm.

Allah Almighty speaks the truth.

May Allah bless you.

That is the truth.

The Quran says that women must wear the hijab

until it covers the chest.

If a women does not wear a hijab, then her faith is doubtful, you know?

Listen, Ayu. You should watch your mouth.

You think you can judge someone by their hijab?

Who do you think you are?

Why do you think you can doubt a woman's faith

just because she doesn't wear a hijab?

Relax. Don't push!

- You... - Don't do that!

- Stop it! - Ayu!

Hikma.

Who started it?

It was Ayu, ma'am.

Me? You're the one in the wrong.

You called me a bad Muslimah, Ayu.

- I was telling the truth. - Ayu.

Is it true that you said that?

Yes, but I'm not wrong, ma'am.

Hikma is the one at fault.

She doesn't wear the hijab properly.

Did you hear that, ma'am?

Gosh, Ayu.

I'm not wrong.

The Quran says that women must wear the hijab.

That's right.

But saying bad things is also prohibited in the Quran.

"Waylu l-likul-li humazati l-lumazah."

Woe to every backbiter, slanderer, Al-Humazah.

But, ma'am, I'm not wrong. It's Hikma.

Ayu.

When Satan fails to make us leave our prayers,

they make us feel proud about our prayers.

That makes us arrogant.

If you really want to give good advice,

then you must deliver it kindly,

politely.

Remember.

A good deed done badly

might keep people away from guidance.

Do you understand?

Yes, ma'am.

Alright, now apologize to Hikma.

Hikma.

- I'm sorry. - For what?

- Hikma. - Ma'am.

You should listen to people's advice too.

You're studying to memorize the Quran.

Make it a habit.

Cover your awrah.

Alright, now make up.

Peace be upon you, Satya.

Peace be upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

Did you change your car again, Satya?

I didn't.

- It's a new addition. - A new one?

- Yeah. - My God.

- You're doing well? - Yes, thank God.

Thank God. Are you in good health?

- Yes, I am. What about you? - Oh...

- I'm good too. - Thank God.

- Let's talk inside. - Alright, but wait.

Sir.

- Is the meeting today? - That's the thing.

- The schedule is packed, Satya. - I see.

- But I'll arrange it soon. - Alright.

- Yes, let's go. - Yeah.

WELCOME TO THE HUSNUL KHOTIMAH ISLAMIC BOARDING SCHOOL, KUNINGAN, WEST JAVA

Fathia, Fathia!

Wait a second.

Don't run. Be careful.

You have to see this.

Let's apply, shall we?

If God wills, if we get accepted,

we'll leave next year.

Nur Amelia Bachtiar.

Majoring in Sharia and Law.

Fathia Qonita.

Majoring in Usul al-Fiqh.

You can tell your father later.

In God's name, Fath.

He'll give you permission.

Amen.

When people ask us

when we are getting married and to whom,

we can tell them

we're going to study.

To follow Fatimah Al-Fihri's footsteps.

To become a Muslimah who can bring change!

Gosh.

Peace be upon you.

Oh, you have someone waiting, huh?

And upon you, as well as the mercy of God and His blessings.

- What are you doing here? - I was just passing by.

I wanted to say hi.

Are you heading home?

Yes, I am.

May I give you a ride?

Oh, not on the bike.

I can walk you home.

I'm sorry, Raehan.

But whenever a man is alone with a woman, Satan is the third among them.

I should go. Peace be upon you.

And upon you.

- Thank you. - Tempe?

Sure.

PEACE BE UPON YOU, FATH. THIS IS RAEHAN! YOU NEVER REPLIED TO MY TEXT.

Thia.

Don't play with your phone while we're eating.

I'm sorry, Dad.

In the name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

What are your plans for the future?

What plans, Dad?

Your future.

You're not going to teach at the boarding school forever, right?

Teaching at the boarding school is good, honey.

It's a blessing.

Well.

I mean besides that, honey.

I'm happy to teach at school.

I get to follow the students' journey in memorizing the Quran,

and it can make me fall deeper in love with the Quran.

Praise be to God.

But aside from life at school,

you should think about it.

Plan it from now.

I have a plan, Dad, Mom.

Really? What is it?

I want to study in Cairo.

My God, that's nice.

College fees in Cairo are expensive, dear.

To be honest, I don't have the money.

Scholarships, Dad.

What if you don't get it?

- Pray for her, honey. - Of course.

What I'm saying is...

About the future...

Well, you need to carefully plan it from now.

For example, you can...

What?

You can start a family first, if you want.

Well, later on, after getting married,

you can study and work at the same time.

My friend's daughter

is still a freshman in college, but she already has a plan

for years into the future.

I want you to do the same.

You're beating around the bush.

No, I'm not, honey.

- I just meant that... - Peace be upon you.

- And upon you. - And upon you.

Razak.

Why are you home so late?

I was studying, Mom, Dad.

If you plan on staying late,

let us know so we won't look for you.

Mom, I was just studying.

Yes. Just say yes to your parents.

Yes, Mom, Dad.

I'm sorry. I'll text you next time.

Alright, eat up and change your clothes later.

Then wash up, okay?