Sunday, December 27, 2009

of wedding

day 1:


the bride was stunning in her gold attire.

the imam asked,

" mahukah kamu dikahwinkan dengan the groom? "

the bride nodded a yes.

the bride signed the form.

the father of the bride now read the handover of the solemnization to the imam.

i saw tears glistened in her eyes.


the groom succeeded with only one lafaz.

i saw him crying so badly, after that, in front of us all.

i asked the bride,

" don't you feel sad? "

the bride answered,

" no. "


i was sloppy and my tudung was sememeh, in front of the hunkiest cikgu. single hopefully. very the embarassing.

i listened to the taklik, sat like the infamous perempuan melayu terakhir and nearly crammed my ankle.

i collected my own tears.

the bride is now a wife.



day 2:


i arrived late. (2 hours before the sanding is considered late if you're maid-of-honour)

the groom arrived on time.

the kompang arrived late.

the cikgu hunk was the groom's best man, omg!

again, i was a klutz. i tried to close the fancy umbrella on someone's face which was the groom's granny, and almost jabbed a kid.

i was sooooo nervous like i was the one getting married.

luckily, nothing shameful happens after that.

i couldn't eat much, though i was damn hungry.

the bride was again stunning in the beautiful dais which befits a queen.

but she was grumbling,

" why did the groom choose the cikgu to be his best man? now everyone is looking at the cikgu instead of the groom. "


the lesson here is?

jangan bersanding. hahaha.



day 3:

i almost arrived late, was busy playing p4u yuk m1n sushi shop the other nite till late.

the highlight of the day was me eating like there's no tomorrow beside the bride. hahaha!

the bride did cry finally. when all of her family was leaving, and they were crying as well since now she's some one's wife.

the bride make-up was so old-fashioned i was in stitches. save the nice dresses and gowns. one swab of the cotton and her make-up all gone, not a single trace of foundation. haha!

i hugged the bride one last time and the bride cried.

maybe now she belongs to someone else, but she's still my best friend. forever.

3 comments:

  1. hehheh so sweet la post ni. lucky to u ain, last time when i be the 'pengapit' for my best fren, i dah terbalikkan dulang hantaran in front of all guess bcos of my nervousness...hehhehe sgt memalukan sampai i rasa mcm nk cr cengkerang utk sorok muka....hhahahaha

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  2. hahaha. amik je dulang hantaran yang terbalik tu cover muka. :P

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