Just like in Jane Austen's novels..

Most people in Saudi Arabia get married in a family arranged marriage. A girl might get engaged since she's born to her cousin, that is the extreme type. Luckily me, I wasn't engaged while I suck mommy's breasts but i am now. And how's the lucky guy? I honestly don't know.
I do kind of know him but not in the way that I want to. That's the downside of being in such big know and traditional family. He's a really good man and a perfect marriage material and his family is a great family too. One of my friends says after I told her who's my fiance: "oh the big head!" That was kind of cool, but it's not perfect yet. I keep telling myself that I am just like Jane Austen's characters, where they marry someone that their family chose for them and not happy with it at first but they fall in love later and live happily ever after. But I'm not a book character, i'm real, and I don't know what is my ending going to be like. Sometimes I get so scared because I don't know this guy's silliest and smallest details, eg. what his favorite coffee shop? what his favorite music album? Is he funny, dead serious or romantic? These details are trivial but important to any woman because always women care about these little details. And other times I freak out because he is someone new, and he will take me away from mommy and dad, the people I lived with them twenty-two years! I don't know why I'm so scared about, I feel like there is something missing and it is him.