I can't believe that marriage is actually gonna happen to me. All this while, i've been so pessimistic about the chance of me getting my own happiness through marriage. Now, nothing seems impossible when God wants it to happen.

It's the most mind-boggling process I could ever imagine. Within three days after getting to know each other, we settled with the idea that we're getting married. How quick is that?!

Within less than two weeks, we have asked permissions from necessary parties, planned the date and time, as well as dowry.

The most touching thing that I couldn't believe still is that I could get such a nice and beautiful man. I wonder what I did that has made God happy enough to give him as a gift to my door. He makes me feel like his queen.

He offered me the most unexpectedly beautiful dowry, a one-night recitation of the whole Dalay-ul Khayrat especially for my dowry in the hereafter. And for this world, he's gonna give me a wedding ring.

I truly feel honoured. It's the first time in my life knowing a man who's willing to put me first before his other needs. One thing I need to learn to sincerely accept is that he puts me next after God and the Prophet. That's one amiable thing I need to learn from him.

I've begun to love him... bit by bit, missing him in his absence. I love being loved by him.

But most importantly, I honestly believe that he is a Door to God, opened to me by Mawlana.

Often I wonder if I'm worthy enough for him. I've never felt that I'm good enough, considering my flawed characters and high ego. But I sincerely hope that I'd make him happy, that I'd be the one who makes him smile each day, the one he confides in each day.

I truly hope it will work out fine this time, insya Allah.