In couple of weeks, this 2016; marks my 25 years old ending. I have been good and I have been bad. Alhamdulillah for this life given by Allah, for a sinner like me, I received beyond that I could ever have.
People keep on asking me, when is it going to be my turn?
When is it going to be my turn as a bride with a groom?
Me too, curious about it.
Repeatedly, I keep on saying to people, I don’t care. Even if I care, most of it because I feel pity to my parents; they must have been worried about me even if they look fine.
Repeatedly, I make it a point where marriage is not my priority at the moment but I keep on thinking about it from time-to-time.
Repeatedly, I wonder for all this time, for as I have live 25 years,is there really no one has any curiosity about me. Is it really no one has even a bit curiosity of getting me as partner.
I have a career now, even it may not as professional as the so-called ‘professional’ careers, I like it the way it is for the time being. One thing cross off the list.
Car, I have my parent’s.
House, I have registered.
“I need to be a little bit interesting on the outside”, they said.
May I just say, I am the type who speak up my mind, maybe quite frank and obvious.
May I just say, I am the type who know nothing about guy or love.
May I just say, I am a little bit independent that I don’t mean to scare guy.
I wonder how my 2017 gonna look like. I wish nothing from God except for family’s health, calm life, a better person and perhaps, I wish I could give dad, a friend and mom, a helper.