Prolog: Assalamualaikum. Dear my future husband, Directly I want to say that when we meet later. Don't proposing me to be your girlfriend. I don't want to be your girlfriend. Massively no. I may reject that red roses, shining ring and become all such a awful moments. Sorry. Because I just want to be the one you call as your wife. Duh, I may to rush in this things. By the way this difference between me and other women, is that, all they wanted to have all those. Me on the other hands... I indeed who wishing and dreaming. Only. Just as i know my limit to Allah and lower my gaze. And when to said no. I pray you understand me. That I still wishing you'll be my ‘halal’ prince charming. Who holding onto the Quran in your right hand and the Sunnah in the left hand. And riding your horse of Taqwa. Tame me and save me. On the spot. I hear you're worth the wait, so I’ll wait. Insyaallah. I not aspect that you are a perfect husband in future.

Hello. Hai. After my three 'cerpen' crazy stories... Cerpen: Kisah dongeng yang hampeh Cerpen: Lelaki bermata biru Cerpen: Kecoh Raya I again want challenging myself doing another story. Bit long. And i called this as a short novel. Perhaps. Hahhah... The story line more about Islam and family things. Sound cliche. But in my terms, this not only cliche but top of cliche types. : ) Synopsis: Ammar Dubies, twenty eight guy got everything he wanted in life. He had the looks, wealth, and power. Until a day his life trap him with a wife things. But there are only a few things you need to know about him: He don’t believe in love and don’t ever want to get married. Not I said he is a gay. At least, that what he always told himself. Allah has said that, He created us in pairs.  But the question is whose gonna tame him? Best quotes: If you can't change your fate, change your attitude. "Kisah yang sempurna", or a perfe