Met you since I was 17, and you proposed to me only a year later. I was shocked at that moment. But then I knew you are the one. Because I used to feel that I don't belong anywhere, but only in you I found my comfort zone. I love that you secretly had a big giant heart, thoughtful and genuinely loved me. Because I know I wasn't easy to handle. I was sassy, stubborn, mean, selfish, chatty and childish. But you never gave up on me, not even once. We made it through 9years. Through thick and thin.
Bali, our very first honeymoon 2009
Buckingham Palace , 2013
I really want to grow old with you. I want to be together forever with you. But forever is gone. Unfortunately we can't last forever. No words can describe how much I'm missing you.
And now the fact that you're gone it just killing me to the core.
I just hope you are at peace now. There's nothing I can do but pray for the best for you. I hope Allah grants you with Jannah, because I know you had a great soul and you were the best husband I could ask for. You were certainly one of a kind. Until we meet again dearest husband, hopefully in a very better place.
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