The sun shines brighter today. Knowing that I woke up with a baby in my belly this morning. Yes, I’m officially a mama to be now.


Yesterday, early in the morning I took a pregnancy test by myself, because it’s been two weeks late since my last period time. The two stripes showed up so fast. I’m pregnant! Alhamdulillah..

I woke my husband up on fajr prayer time that morning with a whisper, “Wake up papa to be.. It’s positive!”, I said. He barely jumped off the bed, opened his eyes so wide, awake. I still remember that face. That happy face. And so our parents the moment we let them know about my pregnancy. I know I will remember that for the rest of my life.

Few hours later, we met a doctor to check the baby.


Oct 22nd, 2015. It’s 5 weeks 4 days, the doctor said.

Hey there lil baby to be, your mama and papa can’t wait to see you in person. Grow up fast, healthy and strong, babylove! Everyone is waiting for you.. ❤



“Gratitude can transform common days into thanksgivings, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.”
— William Arthur Ward

It is Saturday night here in my place, and it’s supposed to be me and my husband date night tonight. But it’s not.

Turns out here I am now, lying in my bed writing this.
We canceled the date. The date that we already planned days ago. Because of me. I’m sick.

Last night, all of sudden I got sick. And so I ruined our well planned date.
We went to his aunt wedding earlier today. I said I can go and I’ll be fine with it. Even I told him I still can go for the date. Turns out, we went somewhere after the wedding, yes we were. Not to any restaurant or cinema, but hospital.

Today was quite A DAY to me. I can’t describe how’s my feeling about it. I’m sick, the illness is killing me, I feel bad, I wanna cry, but I also feel greatful at the same time.
Greatful to see how my husband there for me. How he smiles over whatever the situation, always tries to make me laugh, fulfills all my request even to the stupidest one, comforts me with everything I like, and the greatest thing is he stays close to me so I feel safe. How can I not love him?


Dear sleeping husband, I cannot say anything but thank you and I love you, I really do. ❤

The Lucky Seven, A Bride To Be

Hello again!

First of all, I have to admit that this is totally an unusual post from me. You will see a 180° different me, compared to the former posts. The title? Yes, It’s about me. I’m a bride to be!


2015, I will get married to the sleeping man in the picture. He’s my boyfriend, soon to be fiancé, and my next year husband to be. ♡

Remember the song “Lucky” by Jason Mraz? “Lucky I’m in love with my bestfriend”? Ya, I never thought it will be one of my wedding songs. I used to think that it’s too impossible to be happened to me. Turns out, my boyfriend? He used to be my seven years bestfriend.

2007, seven years ago, was the first time we met. He was my client when I was working as Public Relations at a graphic lounge. He came for a surprise birthday party he made for his girlfriend (at that moment). After that, we became friends. He broke up with his “birthday girl” and we spent more time to get along together. We chated a lot via Yahoo Messenger, went for movies, and many places around town. He’s a very nice guy. I enjoyed the time we spent together. For months, until the day he said he loves me.

He said “I love you”. At that time, that words were like a spell to me. The thing that I didn’t want to hear from anyone. I believe him, I just didn’t believe in love back then. So, I left. I decided to went away from him.

January 7th 2009, it was my birthday, and the first time again I replied his (offline) message on YM after two years I “disappeared”. That two years, he kept texting me via YM sometimes, even though I never reply. I left him questioning why. I deleted his every numbers, social media and messenger accounts. I left him blinded. But he never forget to send me his best prayer on my every birthday, no matter what. He never stop trying.

That year, we met again. He took the chance for us to get close (again), even though only as friends. Years gone by, we became bestfriends, then brother and sister. We had our own relationships with another person, but we never stop seeing each other, as a family.

Seven years, he never leave me. He is always there for me, anytime, everytime I need him, as everything I want him to be. He knows everything about me. My bads, my wounds, my weaknesses, but it never change the way he looks at me. He never stop loving me, caring me, wholeheartedly. And after seven years, finally I love him back. Something I never thought could be happened, just happened to me. Like a miracle. God put that love to me, for him. For his gentle heart. July 4th 2014, I’m falling in love with him. Finally.


I love him. It’s getting deeper and deeper everyday. Alhamdulillah.. He loves me, he’s the best at taking care of me, he makes me smile, he makes me laugh, he tries everything to make me happy, he has a warm hug, a very comfortable shoulder to lean on, he’s a hardworker, he has everything I need from a man to live together forever. What else I need?


I never had in mind that I will get married this soon. Even the day before I love him, I still thought that I will get married at least in two or three years ahead. Not this soon. But, Lord has a plan. He surprised me! No one could change my faith, my heart, my will, but Allah. Everything changed in a beat! Boom! “You love him! And you are ready to be a wife! His wife!” Like that? I guess so! Hahaha

Thank you Lord. Thank you Dimas, my beloved husband to be. Thank you for the seven years of trying, struggling, loving and caring. I love you, and I’m so ready to be your wife. May Allah be with us forever. Aamiin..

Yes, I’m the lucky seven and I am a bride to be! :)