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.