My husband is such an amazing man. It's been 3 years and yet, he's still as gentle and sweet like ever.
He should won the medal of, the most supportive man in the universe.

I've had my silly PMS days. And he's still cooperative.
He imagined me like a rainbow.
You know, it is still beautiful during the rainy days. If you got what i mean.

The last time i got to know he was angry was when he said, sorry, saya marah kejap tadi. And i was like, err when was that really.....? He was angry with a car driving like a maniac in front of him.

Once he patiently accompanied me in search of THE perfect attire for SIL's e-day in plaza masalam, pkns and sacc mall, all in one go. We really covered all floors and all shops. And i didn't buy any and i was pretty upset and disappointed (duh?). In the end i bought a gorgeous dress in Alamanda which he said it was stunning. But i wore my old clothes instead and he was still supportive.. Not a single word about buang masa pusing 3 shopping mall dalam satu masa pastu beli pulak kat Alamanda. I think i'm annoying and spoilt.

there was one night he suddenly played the OST of ombak rindu and hugged me tightly. For only about 2 minutes, since he didn't actually liked the song. Neither do i. :) but my chest tightened.

He has never missed to say, wow sedapnye bau awak masak, wow bersihnya tandas, wow rajinnya basuh baju. Etc etc. Those normal house chores that i've been doing for 3 years. Yet he's still complimenting as if everyday is the best. ;)

When i write all these, which is like a miniscule portion of it, i felt like i've done nothing compared to him. He has given me a lot and still feels like i need much more. The feeling is mutual. But i'm spoilt to the brim.

I am always so grateful to Allah for granting me a wonderful man to journey my life with.