In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.
It has been a month and still counting since we're married.
I treasure every minute of it. Every second, and every single day that I have with him.
I am still adapting myself in equalizing my weekends. Shall it be my mom's house or his parents' house every weekend.
My mom's house - most of the time.
I am still adapting myself in sharing my life, my space, my bed, my toothbrush (euww) with the husband of mine.
I am still adapting myself in having solat berjemaah with a husband.
I am still adapting in cooking for a person, when I know that I spent minor time with my mom in the kitchen, resulting me as a bad cook.
I am still adapting in reminding myself that I hold a responsibility. That I will carry sins if I am neglecting my responsibility. To listen to him, to obey him, to consult him when he needs advices, to be the biggest supporter to him - whenever he needs one.
To my husband,
I love you. thank you for being a loving husband. Thank you for loving me. I will carry on my responsibility, as I do it because I love you so much..
and I don't know how I should live my life without you.
Your Wife, N.S.A.