All things marriage

I’m not saying I want to get married… but if a serious, kind-hearted man with good intentions shows up, I might stop acting cool and say yes. 🤣 Until then, I’ll be here enjoying life, helping my family, and waiting for Allah’s timing. ✨

Dear Future Wifey 🤍💙 ,

Somewhere in the western part of Africa, your future husband is working on himself.

Not because life has been easy.
Not because everything is figured out.

But because I already know you deserve a man who chose to become… before you even arrived.

And somehow, I believe you are doing the same thing wherever you are. Building. Praying. Growing. Becoming the woman who will walk into my life and make certain things finally make sense.

I think about you more than you know.

I do not know your name yet. I do not know if you are tall or short, loud or quiet, the type that laughs with her whole body or the type that smiles softly and makes a man feel at peace immediately.

But I know I already love the idea of you.

And I know I want to spend my life making sure you never regret choosing me. 🫣

Now let me tell you a few things before you arrive.

I want to serve Allah with you. Not just Jummah pictures, matching Eid outfits, and “Islamic couple goals” online 😭

I mean genuinely serving Allah together.

I want us to pray before we panic.
To choose faith even when life becomes uncertain.
To hold hands at Tahajjud and whisper duas into nights nobody else sees.

I want Allah to be the foundation of our marriage… not the decoration we bring out on special occasions.

I want to observe solat with you in the morning before the day scatters both of us into responsibilities.

I want peace with you. Real peace. 🤍

I want random drives with no destination. Windows down. My playlist playing while you sing completely off-key and I pretend not to complain 😂

I want soft moments. Loud laughter. Inside jokes nobody else understands.

I want to sit beside you at events and quietly think:
“That is my person. The one I prayed for. The one who chose me back.”

I want to hold your hand in public and protect your heart in private.

I want to support your dreams even before they fully make sense. Tell me your ideas. Tell me your fears. Tell me the things you are scared are “too small.”

I will listen.
I will pray with you.
I will build with you.

Because your growth will never feel separate from mine.

We are going up together 🤝

And please 😭 be ready for my talkative side because I can be very quiet outside, but with you? Omo, I want to be loud, playful, annoying, free… everything 😂

Now let’s discuss conflict resolution 👀

Yes, we will disagree sometimes because we are human.

But abeg 😭 let us not become strangers during misunderstandings.

Let us talk things out.
Let us choose understanding over pride.

And if possible… let the reconciliation involve suya or shawarma with chilled strawberry Hollandia yoghurt 😂🤍

Now. Important announcement 🚨

Be ready for twins 😭

Boy and girl, girl and girl, boy and boy — whichever one Allah sends, we will collect them with gratitude and figure it out together 😂

I already love children that do not even exist yet. That should tell you the kind of father I plan to become.

And honestly?

I want to grow old with you.

Grey hair.
Slow walks.
Old couple energy.

Still holding hands after years of life happening around us.

I want us to still choose each other when excitement becomes familiarity and love becomes intentional effort.

I want to stay.

Until we meet to part no more 🤍

I do not know when you will read this.

Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe years from now.
Maybe during one random scroll when something tells you to stop here.

But whenever that moment comes, I want you to know this:

Your future husband is praying for you.
Building himself.
Growing intentionally.
Preparing for love the right way.

And he genuinely cannot wait to meet you 🫠🤍

— Diary of a finished man 😂😂

From your future husby 🫣💋

Adewale Musbau Ogunsanya (A. M. O)

Hello

Bulgaria 🇧🇬🇪🇺

Not looking for perfection—just honesty, mutual respect, and someone to build a peaceful life with

Confidence is quiet. Success makes the noise. 🖤

Feeling rageee rn. Might delete later

When you have a genuine conversation with someone and they ghost you. Even im not that big of a POS. I’ll block someone if they’re being inappropriate and keep sending unsolicited content after many a warnings. But you have to be a complete Ahole to put on a facade of being a decent human being with integrity and then behave like this. All u have to do is say i don’t feel a connection hasta la pasta baby. Goudd bye. Sheesh is that so hard to muster? Unfortunately, i’ve been bamboozled before so it doesn’t surprise me. Most of these people i lost respect for so it’s not that deep. Makes me sad and not trust people the same way. Just because someone seems decent doesn’t mean they actually are. How sad.

Always Stay Happy and Thanks 😊 to Allah what ever he give us ✌️

May you never have to convince someone to see your value and may the person who does, choose it daily. 🤍