My dearest fiancé…. I say dearest as if there is someone else but you 😂 anyways, my dear fiancé. Thank you.
You are someone that I’ve begged for from Allah since about two years.. I didn’t know you there was a lot I was scared off..
When your proposal came it was extremely unexpected but it got me quite confused.. at first when your sister told me about it I was like nahhhh no way that’s a joke but well let’s just say it wasn’t 😅.
When the topic began I was like oh.. damn… it’s true 😅😅and for some reason it was just weird and funny..
When your family left after asking for my hand in marriage for you my mother came to me and she’s like “ your friends mother just asked for your hand in marriage” in a very confused and unexpected tone.. And I’m like “I didn’t know 😅😅” and she goes “what now???” And I go “whatever you and my father think is best will happen ofcourse”
My father came and him my mother and my brother came together for a meeting… regarding it.
My mom was just shocked my dad was happyish because he knows your father and uncle since 3rd grade.. and my brother was just…. Angry? Pissed? Mad? He hated the idea of it… and he simply said it’s too early just tell them no right away end of discussion… my father said that’s not right and they’ll see what sorta guy you are and they’ll meet you and think about this whole thing and after all that a decision would be made.
I wanted it to work out…. Why wouldn’t I? I was begging for a way out of my house… my family… I was up for anyone..
The proposal thing went on for a month… I wasn’t told anything I was asked twice in this time if I agreed to it and I said yes.
After meeting you my father was down for it too… my mother was happy about you but she was still thinking about if I could adjust in your family and everything. My brother was good with who you were and everything but he still hated the “sisters proposal” thing.
Everyday I’d be ear dropping trying to figure out if they were gonna say yes or no… it was frustrating… I started making my move.
I would call my aunt and cousins and ask them what my mother would say about this.. everyone kept saying it’s a 50/50.. my sister at this point decided I knew you and it was a love marriage thing.
She did all she could to stop it. She even found more suitors… none that I liked though. For some reason I got stubborn about it being you… I prayed to Allah and I said that if you were it for me then help me be with you soon. And well I stood up and started acting out telling them to say yes.
Finally one day my brother called my mother and asked if we had given your family ni as an answer already. My mom said they were still thinking… my brother got quite pissed and told her to call you guys first thing in the morning and say no.
At this point I had heard loads of shit and I only knew I had to get out of the family and get married. When I heard what he said I sortaaaa started getting anxious and worried so I went to my moms room and waited for her to come there alone.
My mother came after like 5 – 10 mins and I was there sitting on her bed. I asked her to come sit infront of me and I said I had something to ask.. she said I could ask whatever but she was highly annoyed and irrited as she knew what I was gonna say.
I asked her to fill me in on the situation and she said I’d find out after they give an answer and then I sorta abruptly shouted asking if it was a yes or a no.
My mother looked at me and said.. why are you dying to get a husband? And then she said some other things like… why are you dying to be with a guy? Your in contact with him aren’t you? You’ve always shamed me.. your a disgrace… what did I even do to have you as my daughter..
I started crying and asked why they wouldn’t just say yes.. I said they knew the family I know the family I said they met and loved you then what was the problem.. my mom said I was the problem.. that I wouldn’t adjust and I’d come crying to them first thing.. she said I wouldn’t be happy.. she said I was too blinded by the need of a boy in life.
I was hurt… I was sad.. I ended up arguing with her and I told her… it’s my life.. I’ll do what I want… I’ve lived unhappily till now I could do it further. I told her if I was such a disgrace she should get rid of me. She sorta swore at me at this point and said I definitely knew you. I said she already believes I do… so why waste time? And I argued like crazy that night.
The end result… my mother told me that she’d say yes. But for the rest of my life this will be my choice … that if something happens it’s all on me and I have to go through everything and that she’s done with me.
She sorta made a scene infront of my father but eventually… it was decided that we’d say yes. And we did after two days of that argument.
4th July… it was fixed. I would be engaged to you and then married to you InshaAllah.
On 23rd July we had the first engagement ceremony and on tthe 25th we had the second ceremony. I had seen a picture of you till now and I was happy. I was extremely thankful to Allah that it happened that it was a yes.
I sorta find it… romantic? Weird? Dramatic? That I actually had to fight to be yours when I didn’t even know you.. in any way. I hadn’t even seen you and I wanted you. I do not know how the world works but it’s definitely a surprise… a life full of unexpected events. But I must say…. I don’t know about the future but right now.. I’m extremely thankful and grateful that I did what I did and Allah made the way for me and you.
I officially admit. I sorta have fallen for you.. in one way or another. But I’m glad it’s you. May we both live a very long peaceful loveable understanding and a happy life together InshaAllah.
I thank you… for who you are for you are all I’ve ever wanted and far beyond what I had imagined. Thank you. For being you.
You and Us 