You go girl!! Beberapa lelaki punya expectation kalo pengkhianatan dan perlakuan buruk mereka bakal bikin perempuan hancur. Tapi mereka lupa, kalo ada tipe perempuan yang cuma anggep mereka itu a small chapter in a very long book 😌
Banyak cowok berfikir klo cwe ditarik ulur bakalan luluh terus ngejar si cowok karena takut kehilangan, apalagi uda kena love bombing..
Sayangnya gw tipe cewe yg klo ditarik ulur, talinya bakalan gw GUNTING!!! 😌
Kalo mau ganti raket sebenernya ya tinggal beli aja berangkat.... tp seperti yg sudah sudah, ketika raket yg aku pengen udah ke genggem pasti rasanya B ajah, justru proses 'pengen' sampe layak dapet raket itu yg harus di nikmatin, just trust the process ❤️
Sedang memantaskan diri untuk ganti raket tenis, eh tapi kok bulan depan turnamen padel, tenisnya harus di kurangin. Halahhhh gemesssss rasae pengen tak banting kabeh 🤦🏻♀️
Happy 19th anniversary Anggarda...
Nineteen years… I honestly don’t know how we got here so fast. One year has passed again, and suddenly we’re celebrating 19 years together.
19 tahun kalo KPR rumah udah lunas ga sih hahaha. But I guess this is one loan I never want to finish paying 😋
Thank you, for still loving me after all these years. For loving me without letting your love fade, even after seeing every version of me. The younger me, the immature me, the difficult me, the emotional me, and the woman I have become today.
We’ve asked each other so many times, “ini cinta atau kebiasaan?” 🤣
And somehow, after everything we’ve been through, the answer is still the same:
“Yes. It’s love.” 😋
We met when we were so young. Back then, 2007 felt like the beginning of everything. And now, somehow, 2007 is further away from us than 2040 is 🥹
That thought scares me a little.
Because it means we’re getting older.
Our children are growing up. Their little hands that once needed us for everything will slowly become hands that no longer need to hold ours. One day, the house will probably feel quieter. And one day, we’ll look at each other and realize that we spent most of our lives together.
And maybe that is the most beautiful thing about us.
We didn’t just fall in love.
We grew up together.
We watched each other change, fail, learn, become parents, become stronger, and become different people than the two young kids who first met in 2007.
And if Allah gives us a life until the age of 65, then maybe we still have around 30 years left together.
Thirty years.
When I think about it that way, it suddenly feels so short. So, Hany, if Allah allows us to have those years, I hope we spend them together. I hope we grow old together.
I hope I still annoy you when we’re old. I hope you still complain about me, and I still pretend not to listen.
I hope we still sit next to each other, talking about our children, remembering we did when we were young, and laughing about how we somehow made it this far.
And when our faces have more wrinkles, and our bodies are no longer as strong as they are today, I hope you’ll still look at me the same way.
Please stay the way you are, Hany
Keep loving me the way you do now.
Keep being there.
Keep protecting me.
Keep standing beside me.
Keep choosing me 🥹
Because after 19 years, I’ve learned that love isn’t always about butterflies or excitement. Sometimes love is simply having someone who stays. Someone who has seen you at your worst and still chooses to come home to you.
Someone who has been there through the good years, the hard years, the beautiful moments, and the moments we almost forgot how to understand each other.
And after everything…
You’re still my person.
If I could go back to 2007 and meet that young version of you again, knowing everything I know today, knowing the years ahead, the struggles, the tears, the children, the laughter, and everything we would go through
I would still choose you.
Every single time.
Nineteen years behind us. And if Allah gives us another thirty years, I pray that when we reach the end of those years, I’ll still be holding your hand, looking at you and thinking…
“Jiakkk… ternyata ini cinta, bukan cuma kebiasaan.” 😂🥹
Thank you for growing old with me.
And please, let’s keep doing this for as long as Allah allows us to...
With love,
Fa