Ihzha & Ainnayah

2014

It was 2014 - a year that fate had beautifully orchestrated our first encounter. Under the high ceilings of the badminton court, our paths crossed in the most serendipitous way. She gracefully carried her role as the public relations officer, while I was simply a member of the club. Her position required her to connect with everyone, creating a bridge between hearts and minds.

At first, our interactions were nothing more than casual exchanges, like gentle shuttlecocks floating through the air. But as time wove its delicate threads, those simple moments transformed into something more meaningful. Through countless conversations and shared smiles, I found myself falling for her, as naturally as autumn leaves descending to earth. Our story began with a simple hello, but blossomed into something far more precious than either of us could have imagined.

2015

In this remarkable year, I officially embarked on a special journey of love. On that magical day of October 28, 2014, I gathered all my courage to confess my feelings to her. That moment marked the beginning of our beautiful story, painting our lives with countless precious memories.

Since that day, everything transformed into a beautiful symphony of love. Together, we wandered through the city streets, explored hidden corners, and created countless adventures. Though our pockets might not have been deep, our hearts were rich with joy and affection. We proved that true happiness doesn't come with a price tag - it comes from sharing simple moments with someone special. Our modest dates became the most treasured memories, filled with genuine laughter and pure bliss. After all, when you're with the right person, even the simplest moments feel like pure magic.

2016

2016 blossomed into a year of sweet adventures for us. Like two young souls painting our own story, we explored every corner of beauty within our reach. The thundering waterfalls became silent witnesses to our love, while at the zoo, we discovered life's wonders together, hand in hand.

Our train journey to Bogor transformed into a romantic escapade - each rhythmic click of the rails echoing the excited beats of our hearts. Traversing Jakarta's streets in public minibuses became unforgettable memories, creating laughter and stories at every stop. Though we traveled with modest student budgets, we proved that love doesn't need luxury to feel extraordinary.

Every simple journey metamorphosed into meaningful adventures, because what mattered most wasn't where we went, but who we were with. In every place we visited, we left traces of memories and collected precious moments that money could never buy. Our youthful hearts found joy in simplicity, turning ordinary destinations into extraordinary experiences filled with love and wonder.

2017

2017 remained a beautiful chapter in our love story, though it brought new rhythms to our dance. As she stepped into the professional world after graduation, our moments together became like rare precious gems - fewer but more valuable than ever before.

While the frequency of our meetings decreased, the quality of our time together deepened. Our simple home dates became our sanctuary of love, where we could just be ourselves, sharing stories, dreams, and laughter within the comfort of familiar walls. We discovered that sometimes the most romantic moments aren't found in grand adventures, but in the quiet comfort of home-cooked meals and heartfelt conversations.

Our decision to spend more time at home wasn't just about saving money - it was about savoring every moment together. Those shared meals became our love language, turning simple dining experiences into intimate celebrations of our connection. After all, when you're with the right person, even the simplest moments at home can feel like the most luxurious dates in the world.

2018

As 2018 unfolded, our paths began to diverge - I embarked on my college journey while she continued her professional endeavors. Like two stars in different orbits, we tried to maintain our cosmic dance, but sometimes even the brightest constellations must reshape themselves.

Then came that bittersweet moment when she expressed her need to find her own way. Though my heart felt like autumn leaves falling in the rain, I knew that true love sometimes means letting go. Like releasing a beautiful bird from its cage, I chose to set her free to soar towards her own destiny, even as my heart whispered silent prayers for her happiness.

Sometimes love stories don't end with 'forever after,' but rather with the courage to understand that some souls need to journey alone to find themselves. While my heart ached with every beat, I found strength in knowing that our chapter together had been beautiful, and that sometimes the greatest act of love is letting someone choose their own path, even if that path leads away from yours.

2019

2019 painted itself in shades of beautiful confusion - a year where our lives continued on separate paths, yet somehow remained mysteriously intertwined. Like two rivers flowing independently but occasionally meeting at peaceful confluences, we maintained our connection through gentle waves of communication.

In those precious moments before the world changed with COVID, our paths would cross, creating moments that felt both familiar and new. Each meeting was like reading a chapter from a beloved book we thought we'd finished - bringing comfort yet stirring emotions we thought we'd put to rest.

Our hearts existed in a curious paradox - joy mixed with the knowledge of our past, happiness tinged with the understanding that we were no longer what we once were. It was like dancing in twilight - not quite day, not quite night, but somehow magical in its own right. We found ourselves in that delicate space between letting go and holding on, where smiles carried both warmth and wistfulness, and every conversation felt like both a hello and a goodbye.

2020

During the pandemic years, our physical paths diverged like stars in distant galaxies, with only occasional digital whispers through WhatsApp bridging the space between us. Yet fate, that eternal romantic, had a different story planned for us.

As I stepped into my professional life, destiny revealed its poetic side - our office buildings stood like neighboring castles in the concrete jungle. Perhaps it was more than coincidence; perhaps it was life's way of giving us another chapter. With a heart dancing between hope and hesitation, I gathered my courage to ask if we could share the journey home together.

When she said yes, it felt like the universe had aligned all its stars just for that moment. That simple commute home transformed into something magical - like finding a familiar page in a story we thought we'd finished reading. My heart soared with a joy that felt both new and nostalgic, as if time had gracefully woven our paths back together, even if just for those precious moments between dusk and darkness.

2021

In 2021, like a familiar melody playing unexpectedly, our paths began to intertwine once again. That simple shared journey home became the bridge that reconnected our worlds, not with grand declarations or official reunions, but with the quiet comfort of two souls who knew each other well.

We fell into a beautiful rhythm, reminiscent of our past yet uniquely different. Like two dancers who remembered their old steps but created new patterns, we moved through life in a comfortable synchronicity. There were no labels, no promises, just the pure joy of rediscovered connection.

My world, which had seemed slightly off-kilter for so long, began to spin with renewed vibrancy. It was as if missing pieces of a puzzle were gently falling back into place, not quite the same as before, but creating a new, equally beautiful picture. Each shared moment felt like finding an old favorite book with unexplored chapters, bringing both the comfort of familiarity and the excitement of something new. My heart, once again, learned to smile in the language it knew best - the language of her presence.

2022

2022 blossomed into a magical chapter of our story, where dreams we once whispered as students finally took flight. With careers that blessed us with means and my own set of wheels, the world suddenly felt like an open book waiting for us to write our adventures.

Every weekend became a canvas for new experiences, painting memories in colors we couldn't afford in our school days. We transformed from two young souls who once counted coins for bus fare into explorers of life's finer offerings. Sophisticated cafés became our new study halls, elegant restaurants our new cafeterias, and fancy tourist spots our new playgrounds.

The contrast with our school days was beautifully stark - like comparing a sketch to a masterpiece in full color. Yet there was something poetically perfect about this evolution: how we grew from sharing simple street food to clinking glasses in upscale venues, from catching public transport to cruising freely on our own. Each new experience felt like making up for lost time, yet also like creating something entirely new and wonderful. We were no longer just dreaming about 'someday' - we were living it, one adventure at a time.

2023

2023 arrived like a storm in my life, testing every foundation I had built. Like a ship caught in turbulent waters, I watched as my carefully constructed plans crumbled, my resources drained, and debts accumulated like dark clouds overhead. In this financial tempest, I often found myself becoming a burden to her, something that pained my heart deeply.

But in this darkness, I discovered something more precious than gold - her unwavering loyalty. Like a lighthouse in the stormiest night, she stood firm, her light never dimming. When I was at my lowest, drowning in the depths of despair, she became my anchor, my lifeline, my reason to keep fighting.

She didn't just stand by me; she reached into the depths of my darkness and pulled me back into the light. Without judgment, without hesitation, she helped me find my footing again, showing me that life's greatest wealth isn't measured in bank accounts but in the hearts that stay true when the world turns cold. Through her eyes, I learned that sometimes rock bottom becomes the foundation on which we rebuild our strongest selves. She taught me that normal days, when shared with someone who truly cares, are actually extraordinary gifts.

2024

In 2024, my heart finally found its courage to take the most beautiful leap of faith. After witnessing how she stood by me through storms and sunshine, I knew with absolute certainty that she was the one who would hold my heart forever. The way she lifted me from my darkest depths, without ever making me feel broken, showed me the true meaning of unconditional love.

What touched me most deeply was how she never once mentioned those difficult times, creating a safe haven where past struggles dissolved into strength. She had this magical way of making every day feel like a fresh start, as if yesterday's clouds had never existed.

2024 became the year when dreams crystallized into reality. Looking at her, I saw not just the woman I loved, but a soul that completed mine in ways I never thought possible. She was my shelter in storms, my sunshine in rain, and my strength when I had none. So I chose this year to ask for forever - to transform our love story into a lifetime promise. In her, I found not just perfection in imperfection, but also the courage to believe that some love stories are meant to last eternally. This wasn't just a proposal; it was my heart finally finding its permanent home.

2025

2025 emerged as the year my heart had been counting down to, where dreams crystallized into reality and waiting transformed into beautiful fulfillment. Like a story reaching its most precious chapter, we're finally stepping into the sacred journey of marriage. Despite my imperfections and past struggles that still need mending, she embraces every piece of who I am with a heart as vast as the ocean.

Her acceptance of me, flaws and all, is like watching the sun rise after the longest night - warming, healing, and full of promise. She sees beyond my failures to the person I'm striving to become, making me feel worthy of a love I once thought was beyond my reach.

As I write this final chapter of our courtship, my heart overflows with gratitude for this extraordinary soul who has painted my world in colors I never knew existed. She didn't just stand beside me; she transformed how others saw me, how I saw myself. Through her love, I discovered that sometimes our greatest strength lies not in never falling, but in how we rise - and she taught me to rise with grace.

To her, my endless source of light and hope, thank you for making my existence shine brighter than I ever thought possible. You've turned my ordinary story into an extraordinary journey of love, growth, and redemption.