The unexpected twist in my story

It all happened so fast. Really fast. As fast as this:

10 Sept 15: We first talk to each other via chat on a dating app, but we moved to line that very same day. He told me he's into a serious relationship and if I'm not in to that I might as well just don't start anything with him at all. That. Very. Same. Day.

17 Sept 15: First phone call, spitting out all secrets and dark pasts and everything. To make sure there are no deal breakers. 

19 Sept 15: First time we met each other. I said yes, I'd be his girl and if odds are ever in our favor, would be his wife. To a man I barely know. Call me weird. Or crazy, even.

The first time we met. A very awkward photo of us.

14 Nov 15: He asked my Dad's permission to marry me.

6 Dec 15: Our parents met

3 Jan 16: We're engaged.

CRAZY FAST. Right? That was simplified though, it was more complicated than that in real life but the timeline is more or less just like that. I don't know why it all happened so fast. What I know is, when I met this guy, I find him to be the answer of my prayer. Everything I ask God after that nasty breakup with my ex, he has it. Except for, well, he's not Javanese and he's not as tall. HEHE. But the rest he totally has it. It was too dreamy I couldn't believe myself. But in doubt, I prayed "God, if he's the one, then open the path as wide as it can be, show us the way so we can walk it down. If not, help me not to get too far with him". And things after things unexpectedly happened and led us to where we are now. 

Some people ask me, "Are you sure you're going to be married to him? You don't know him. And even if you both are very open to each other about everything, still, how well can you possibly figure him out in that short of time?". This is where the leap of faith takes place. What I know is, before him, I ALWAYS have doubts. Most of the times, not the small ones. But with him, it's like I don't have anything to worry about at all. It just flows. I adore him so much. Even when we fight I always can see the reason why he has to do what he did. Even when I feel like punching him in the face, I still feel the urge to hug him to be bigger. We fight big fights. We love hard. I think this is what they mean by "you know when you know".

My favorite photo!

I know I'm not the first person who finds him so lovable. I bet his ex(s) love him as much too, at their time. I know I don't share his taste of music like his ex does. I don't love cats like his ex does. We like different things. I'm not a beauty nor the stylish one. Not artsy at all. Not even that soft and gentle woman, God no. I'm not the one that turns his world upside down and make him say "I fucking love you so much". 

Sometimes I still have my insecurities about those things. Scared that he might have just... "made peace" with what he can have right now. Scared that this is all just about the right timing. I've always been an over-thinker with average self-esteem, as you can see. He hates it when this side of me comes out. Me too, actually. BUT. God created human in pairs. There must be some reason why we're meant for each other. Why, despite of all our differences, we both feel what people call "connection". 

And I still have a lifetime to figure that out. <3

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