Ours was an arranged marriage.
I met him once, and everything went so fast.
Just in a week, we became husband and wife.
There was no love story before the wedding,
but love grew in the quiet moments,
in patience, in laughter, in tears.
And now, after 28 beautiful years,
our love story is still being written,
page by page, hand in hand.
Ya Allah, bless our marriage.
May his heart always find rest in mine,
and my soul always find shelter in his.
Keep us walking hand in hand through every storm,
until we reach the gates of Paradise together.
Amin.
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