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Sunday, November 4, 2012

Never thought of it.. at all. And I'm happy.

Assalamualaikum and hello there peeps!


I've noticed that I have been neglecting my blog here for more than one year. I have not posted anything at all for the year 2012. The year where most f the big things happened in my life, and to write about all of it means that I will have to come out with a novel. 

(over exaggerating is my style of writing sometimes.. ahaaa!)


And so, what am I going to write about today? Having to look at the title of my entry this time, what would you think my post will be about?

(okay, I'm no celebrity for anyone to be like.. "oh my God! oh my God! what is she gonna talk about.. this is so exciting.".. so, let's just get on with it.)


Me being happy is like when a child gets a lollipop, when a child is given his/her favourite ice-cream, when a 9gagger gets her/his post to trending page and straight to what's hot page! Me being happy is when someone came into my life and tries his best most of the time, to put a smile on my face, to make me laugh with his jokes, to make me feel cozy with his warm love, to make me feel happy even though we will be miles apart from each other.

(this is so sweet that I think my teeth hurts by just typing this out.. hehe..)

I met this one particular person, three years ago, to be exact, in the year of 2009, during fasting season. I got to know him from a social networking, those days, for me, MySpace was the 'in-thing'. That's the place I got to know him. We video-called for the first time that day when he decided to come down to KL all the way fro Johor by his motorcycle. To be honest, at that time, I've just broke up with my college boyfriend, so I needed an escape, from sadness I suppose.
(yucks! what in the world was wrong with me 3 years ago.. shishhh!)



So, we meet up, in KL Sentral for the first time. I was on my way from Tg.Malim to Wangsa Maju to meet my mom right after P.E class, so, I was in a mess, wearing tshirt with sport shoes. As I reached KL Sentral, I stopped by McD to eat something and there he was, standing, smiling at me. Since that was our first time meeting each other, so we were a lil bit shy. Eheh~


He followed me home, trying to help me with my luggage. We took LRT and walked from Wangsa Maju LRT station to my brother's house in Section 1. I don't remember talking to him a lot. I don't really remember me being friendly at all with him. What I can remember was that I gave him a cold shoulder instead. We went out together later on the next day, breaking fast together, eating McD in MidValley. Watched the movie UP pixar and Final Destination together. Still I don't remember me treating him in a friendly way as I am with my other friends. The third time we went out was after I broke my fast with my family. He took me out for a drink. There, I remember, having a serious conversation with him. Talking about relationship and stuff.

I don't remember how long we lasted being together, but it was not long enough. I was still kind of not being able to overcome breaking up with my college boyfriend and I feel like I was lying to myself, trying to give it a try in having a relationship with him. So, I guess, we broke up. I ignored him. I didn't replied his text, I didn't returned his phone calls, I ignored his messages in social network. I was being mean.



But once in a while, I do say hello to him. But just as a friend. 


In 2010, 2011, I was not with anyone at all. But I do like people here and there. Well, I was single, so I AM ALLOWED, right? Hahaha!

I went for Umrah in 2010, I prayed:

"Ya Allah, jika ***** Bin ***** bukan jodoh ku, maka Kau hilangkanlah rasa kasih ku padanya, Kau kasihkan aku padanya hanya sekadar sahabat yang baik. Ya Allah, Kau tunjukkanlah siapa jodohku, Kau dekatkanlah jodohku denganku, Kau rapatkanlah kami Ya Allah. Hanya pada-Mu ku bermohon."

That was one of my 'doa' regarding 'jodoh'. And I noticed, day by day, I was able to move on with my life. To make it simple, I strongly believed that in a way, Allah has answered my prayers, and only this year do I noticed, after being in a relationship with this one particular guy, that he is my 'JODOH", insyaAllah.

Why? Well, I noticed that, after I got back from Umrah, every year, he will contact me, updating stuff with me, asking about my status, wanting to be with me again. But every year, I ignored him. Every year, he will look for me, looking forward to meet and see me. But I ignored him. He lived like just across the street from me, wanting to hangout with me at least, but again, I ignored him. And all those years, I've never been in a relationship with anyone.
(scandals, yeah.. I have that, but not a serious relationship, plus it was more to just good friends.. REALLY GOOD friends.. )

And this year, again, he looked for me during fasting month. Well, actually he contacted me ever since I stepped my foot in Taiping for my practicum, but we got closer during fasting month. What makes me even strongly believe that he is the ONE is because, throughout the whole month of Ramadhan, when I was able to pray, in every prayer, I will include him in my 'doa'.

"Ya Allah, jika benar dia, ******** ***** bin ****** adalah jodohku, maka Kau bukakanlah pintu hatiku untuk menerima dia seadanya, mengasihi dan menyayangi dirinya, Kau jadikanlah dia bakal imam ku yang beriman kepada-Mu Ya Allah, yang mampu membimbingku dan menyayangi diriku. Kau rapatkanlah hubungan kami, Kau bimbinglah kami. Sesungguhnya, hanya Kau yang Maha Mendengar lagi Maha Mengetahui."

Every prayer, I will try my best to make 'doa' like this. And I believe that my prayers was answered because throughout those 3 years, I've never felt anything for him. I've never thought of having a relationship with him. I've never even thought of marrying him. During Ramadhan, I've noticed that I always look forward for him to text or call me. I always eager to talk to him. If he doesn't contact me for a few days, I have this kind of feeling where I will feel restless, and that is missing him. There and then I now, I was starting to fall for him.

During Eid-ul-fitr, he didn't get to go back to his hometown in JB, so, he was with me during raya. He met my mom, my brothers, my sisters, my family and one of my best friend. All of them gave me the approval, which makes it even better!!

19th August, 2012 / 1st Syawal 1433 Hijrah. An official date that we are in a relationship.

I've never thought that I will fall for him like this. Everyday missing him. Everyday wanting to talk to him. Everyday wanting to text him. Everyday wanting to meet him if possible. I know, I'm still in the early stage of a relationship, but I'm just saying, I've never thought That I would fall in love with him.



He's a funny guy, really likes to make me laugh. He's a responsible guy, always want to take charge of everything, cuz he's the Man. He's a gentleman, picking me up and sending me home after going out together. He is a sweet guy, always try to do sweet things for me that left me to blush. He's a romantic guy, always know how to make me smile by just saying words into my ears, or sometimes by just texting. Even though he is the type of a person that easily get pissed off at stuff, I just like the fact that we are so comfortable with each other that we will just be ourselves, not trying to be someone else or pretending.





I call him my Bubbly Hubby! And I really do love him. My Mr. MZR.


I am happy that he is willing to accept the person I am. 









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