Allah created Adam (AS) as the first human and placed him in Paradise. Despite the beauty and wealth of the Paradise, Adam (AS) felt a need for companionship. Allah created Hawwa (AS) from Adam (AS) As the first husband and wife. The first relationship on earth. The purest form of love.
^{“And We created you in pair” (Quran 78:8)}“He created for you from yourselves mates that you may find tranquility in them; and He placed between you affection and mercy.”
(Quran 30:21)Both Adam and Hawwa AS were tested in Paradise, tried to seek Allah’s forgiveness together, and Allah in His mercy forgave them. This teaches that how all couples will face challenges and tests, but through mutual support and faith, they can overcome them and grow stronger together.

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Our relationship has always been perfect, like a fine artwork gifted by Allah. We’ve shared this bond for about two years now, and I am truly grateful to Allah for blessing me with you as my partner. I am so thankful that whenever I look into your eyes, all my worries disappear. All my tension, all my stress—it all just fades away.I cherish the moments we’ve shared together. Every memory stays with me, and it always feels like you’re near. You are always by my side; you are my backbone, supporting me through every situation in our life.Thank you for being my best friend, my secret keeper. Thank you for listening to me, advising me, and guiding me toward the right path. Thank you for always making me feel so loved, like I am the best woman, the best mother, and the best wife in the world. Thank you for caring, for working so hard to give us a better future. Thank you for always protecting us from negative energy and being our protector.I am incredibly grateful for everything you’ve done for us—the sleepless nights, the times you went without, yet kept working hard. Thank you for all the sacrifices. Thank you for everything, Jaan. It is truly an honor to be your wife and the mother of our daughter.Sometimes I wonder how amazing it is that you make us feel so secure and fulfilled with everything we need in our daily lives. Thank you for being so responsible and committed. Thank you for being our shelter. It overwhelms me to think about how I wasn’t there for you whenever you were sick, all the way out in Australia. I always feel so bad that all I could do was pray for you, without being physically present. I want to take care of you, to be there whenever you’re sick, whenever you’re feeling down, whenever you need me. I wish I could have been there for you.

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𓈒 ⁺˳ ❊ with love 🎐 ₊ ༚. °

It was our first night as husband and wife, a moment that felt destined by Allah’s divine plan. Until then, we were strangers and that night brought us together in the most beautiful way. Sharing that night was like finding the most precious treasure, one that becomes more golden each time we remember it. I still feel so overwhelmed at how fortunate I am that Allah chose us, to be gifted you by Allah. I am truly blessed that on that night, we connected as if we knew each other for years. Thank you for making me feel so secure, so cherished, so wholly at peace. Like a home.Thinking back to how we kissed, how our bodies came together in perfect sync, fills me with warmth, so dreamy sometimes.Thinking as if those moments were real? and we lived in them. Everything was so tender, so calming and soothing, as if the world around us faded away. Your touch felt natural, familiar, like it was always meant to be. Like I was starved for your touch.Each time I recall that night, I can almost feel your embrace again, the softness of your lips, the warmth in your eyes that spoke of understanding and desire. I want to hold on to those feelings, to savor them, and create new moments where we lose ourselves in each other once more. Every time I think about us in bed, the first thing that comes to mind is your warm embrace, your captivating face, your soft hair, your deep, expressive eyes, and your inviting lips. Ufff !!! These memories— they start to grow eagerness that grows stronger with every passing moment, memory I think about us. I often wonder how you must feel thinking back on that night or imagining the moment when we come together again.I sometimes question if it was all real, my deep belief, tells me it was more than real. When I close my eyes, I can feel you beside me, your presence wrapping around me like a soft, familiar blanket. I miss the way your kisses makes me feel put of world. I crave the feeling of your hands exploring, discovering, and claiming each part of me, and I long to touch you again, so badly like I can express vocally or verbally. To touch you and trace the lines of your body with the kind of intimacy that only we share. Touch you to make you feel comforted— soothes your ached body and heart.I remember every detail—the way we moved together, the whispers we said to each other. I want to relive those moments I want to see that look in your eyes, the one that tells me I’m your everything, like you’ve been waiting for my touch.

The nights were we use to lay here on our bed, close to each other , feeling the warmth of your body next to mine, wrapped in the soft comfort of our blankets, I can hardly describe how perfect this moment feels. It’s just us, tangled up, with nothing pressing, no distractions. Your hand brushes against mine, and it’s like the whole world disappears, leaving just two of us.I could stay like this forever, feeling your heartbeat close to mine, holding you close as we drift through gentle conversations and soft laughter. Every inch of me feels at peace, like I’ve finally found my home here, right next to you. Just you, me, and all the time in the world.And then, in that quiet intimacy, something shifts. I feel your eyes on me, deeper, heavier. You pull me closer, turning up my face, our breathing getting a little more unsteady. My heart races as your hand slowly traces its way down my skin, all over other places, burning need between us. I’m lost in the way you touch me, in the heat that builds as you hold me, kiss me, make me feel every ounce of how much you want me.We melt into each other, no words left, only breaths and soft hm’s filling the space between us. Every touch, every movement, every look — it’s like we’re falling for each other all over again, only more intense. Gently, your hand wraps around mine, pulling me into a warm, enveloping hug. I melt to your touch, feeling your heartbeat, steady and strong. There’s no rush, no urgency—just a quiet, peaceful connection that says everything without words. Your hand moves to your cheek, your touch tender, expression soft and adoring.As you lean in, our lips touching, a kiss filled with the quiet intensity of two people who have been waiting for this moment. It’s a kiss that carries with it all the longing, the love, the moments of patience—unbeatable patience and faith that’ll soon bring us both here. And in this moment, we’d realize just how deep your love for each other truly runs, and how blessed we are to share this journey together.And when it’s over, when we’re lying there wrapped up in each other, I feel the softness of your fingertips tracing gentle patterns on my back, your lips kissing my forehead, your arms pulling me close. You’re so gentle, so full of care, making me feel safe and cherished in the tender quiet after. It’s more than love — it’s this deep, beautiful connection that only grows stronger every time we’re together like this. I miss you so much , tannu. I love you. Come back home, to me.

With love, your Jaan🫶🏼

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