>Wednesday, July 11, 2007
I want to get married too but I have got no money yet, and Dar thinks that we both are not ready to be married as yet. Ok fine, I agree with that, because sometimes, I feel like I love being single but at times I feel like I enjoy being attached that kind of mode. AT TIMES only i feel that way not all the time. Alhamdullilah, so far things have been quite smooth between us, not many arguements as there used to be like during the times he was 'married' to the army. Days when he has to stay in and only can see me on tues and thurs and days when calls can be made at certain time of the day, During those days, I really feel like I am always alone, and then arguements often arise.
Hokay, how we met is really weird, as everyone knows, we were classmates for three years, but when we were classmates, we never even talked to each other at all, because he is very the malu. Even when I want to smile at him, he would rather look down on the floor than at me. So when during my birthday everyone, that is my classmates in poly, found out that we got attached, they were really shocked, shocked to the max that they find it so hard to believe they would rather ask my family if I was telling the truth.
So, all of them of course congratulated us, because they felt happy. But what I hated most was the fact that they told me, how lucky I am to get a boyfriend as rich as him that I do not need to work or suffer at all because of course he can just use the money his dad have earned. I did not get attached to him because he was rich or what. How was I to know that he is rich, how was I to know that his dad owned a company which was doing well, how was I to know where they were living then? I did not fall in love with him because of his money.
In fact, to tell the truth, I did not want to give him any chance at all, I almost cancelled that first date we had, all because I was so afraid of a failing relationship which till now I still have fears off.
I was touched by his gesture when he sent me home on the first date, because guys I dated back then especially those who stayed at the west, did not sent me home, only he did.
He gave me something handmade, after finding out that I liked such shaped stuff and posted it to my home.
On the first date, he gave me a gift, which he pieced together out of so many pieces, yes I was shocked that a guy had such patience.
So stop telling me how lucky I am monetary wise to have found him. I did not fall for him for his money or his dads money, what I saw was something else in him.
Being a regular, you get money each month to save up for your coming marriage, but please stop asking me to get married to him, I have said endless times we have got no money, and stop telling me to tell him to use his dad's money. That is his dad's money read: his dad! not his, he would rather earn his own keep for our marriage.
One more time I hear a classmate tell me how lucky I am that Edwin is rich, I will be damn furious...
Nadia in Bliss
12:05 AM
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