Glad that I made him proud of me.
Meeting his dad was a super nerve-wrecking experience
I’m so afraid of that being myself would end up with a disaster.
The moment I started to drive the car, everything did not go as smoothly as I expected. With the endless traffic jam and red lights *dui, I was that unlucky. I just wished I had my own flying car so that I wouldn’t keep his dad waiting too long. Looking at the three boxes that belonged to him, I could only sigh again.
And when I finally made it to the destination, I quickly came out of the car, breathless but able to smile, uttered my apologetic words and ‘salam’ him. I felt so guilty but there was nothing that I could do about the things that I couldn’t control. There were awkwardness within me as I was unsure of what to do after the boxes were successfully transferred to the trolley. But I did what I was taught to do since my tender age, to ‘salam’ as a parting gesture and send my regards to my future family.
Today, my Munchkin was excited in his texts. He told me that his dad was very pleased with me. I thought that he was only pulling my leg. I am totally grateful to hear that. Another good start as a future daughter in-law, aite? 
I just hope to be able to maintain it. Despite the rough starts, it ended up quite well. *patting my own shoulder
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