Dear Future Husband.

assalamualaikum, readers. 

Before this, I wanted so many relationship goals but when I went to umrah, I've seen many relationship goals, halal ones. For example, when we are doing the tawaf, the wife is allowed to hold on to the husband's ihram because cannot hold hands or any other body parts, batal air sembahyang. Another one, when you are about to have dinner, and your husband reminds you to baca doa first before eating, it is just so cuteee. HAHAHA. 

Even though, I am single now and I believe Allah created us in pairs so I decided to type a letter for my future husband. When I get married one day, I will tell him about this. HEHEHE. (Doakan!)


Dear Future Husband,

Probably I've met you somewhere but I couldn't remember. Probably we are friends or just strangers, I don't know. Either which I am glad I met you and marry you. So much I wished that you will look like my favourite actor(s), you are much better than them. Yes, them! HAHAHA. You make my heart beat faster than any one could. You make me smile at your text, teasing me. You make me laugh at your silly dance moves and jokes. You tried to pick me up with cheesy lines and give up after that because I am better than you. 

Dear Future Husband, 

When life gets tough along the way, promise me, you will hold my hands and never let go cause we are going to brace this together. No, I don't want you to take it all to yourself. I want to learn and do this together and not repeat it in the future. When you have good news, I want you to share it with your parents first then me. Because they are your pillar of strength right from the start before I came along. 

Dear Future Husband, 

I am silly, playful and clumsy. I've embraced it long time ago and I need you to embrace me too. I don't wear make ups or contact lenses all the time. I procrastinate all day. I do weird dances at home, when I need to de-stress or while walking. I sing all the time because I think my voice is nice. I bake when I want to or feel like. I am still learning to cook so bear with me okay? I snores and manja when I am sick. I will get asthma attack because I am allergic to dust. I don't eat vegetables and you need to be firm with me on this okay? 

Dear Future Husband, 

Tell me about your siblings and your close friends that stood by you all this time. Your ex-girlfriends and your crushes. HAHAHA. Your adventures or places that you went. Interesting experiences that you encountered. Happy & sad memories you have. Share with me okay? I will share with you, mine. If there are things you don't wish to share, I understand because you will tell me if you want. I want to know your dreams & ambitions. I want to know why you chose me to be your wife. 

Dear Future Husband, 

I love you. My heart wavers a lot but I just want you to know and don't forget little things matters to me most. I don't need you to give me flowers or expensive things tapi boleh jugak la, kalau nak belikan. hahahaha. sekali sekala boleh. not all the time! membazir! hahaha. I love camping and theme parks plus funfairs too. Senang je nak buat saya happy. Bring me for camping, I am a happy kid! & one more thing, I don't like to eat vegetables so you need to be patient with me on this. Must force me to eat okay?

Dear Future Husband,

This shall be my last part of the letter. Guide me to be a better person mentally & emotionally. I just nak you jaga solat & hubungan dengan Allah. Jangan lupa hubungan you and your family plus friends. Let's recite al-quran every thursday nights and solat jemaah together, okay? For now, I akan belajar masak & buat kuih jadi bila dah kahwin nanti, you tak payah risau kalau I tak pandai masak. Lagipun, its more beneficial for me than for you. Hehehe. Dah, tu je. Dah kahwin, nanti baru kasi yang real punya sebab sekarang saya tak tau awak macam mana. Please take care of yourself for you and I will take care of myself for me.

Sayang awak kerana Allah.
Your Irritating Wife,
Siti Zulaikha. 





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