Ok let’s talk about the bertandang or as some would say, majlis sambut menantu. We went to stay at his parents’ house about two days before the ceremony. It was quite a formal and serious event as his parents came over to ‘pick me up’ from my parents’ house and there I was, waiting, with my bags all packed. In actual fact, Zaki have been staying with me since akad nikah but a tradition remains a tradition. Hehe. I have never stayed at his house before. In fact, I’ve never been away from my family. So I was very emotional and teary-eyed when I waved goodbye to my family. Drama habis. And I cried in his car. I felt so scared. Like, finally, officially, I’m “out” of the house.
I started feeling sick that day. I don’t know whether it was because of the 3 hectic days I had at my place or because I was homesick. By Friday I felt really terrible with my sore throat, running nose and fever. Even when the neighbours and relatives came over to help out with the preparations, I slept in the room upstairs. I still feel bad for not joining them but I was really not in the best condition and I had to rest for Saturday’s ceremony.
On Saturday, 16 January 2010, the same routine, as per my DPF entry, started. Only this time, I was sneezing like there’s no tomorrow. It got me worried and of course I panicked. I took some medication and took a short nap later in the afternoon. His reception was held at Kampung Pengantin. The place is quite pretty at night but the main reservation I have about the place is its ventilation system. Oh, and also its lighting. It was quite hot up there on the dais and also at the high table. My husband was sweating like anything. And the spotlight was literally ‘in my face’. A little bit uncomfortable there but otherwise, it was a simple and sweet ceremony. It was organized with love from his small family of three (excluding him) and we’re certainly grateful and thankful to them.
Since it wasn’t really my function, I do not wish to have a long commentary on the ceremony. Suffice to say that I feel welcomed into the family and that they’ve tried their best to make that day special. Especially the surprise birthday cake for Kiki! The day of his reception ie 16 January was also his 26th birthday. I didn’t know about the surprise cake thingy and I was equally as surprised when the emcee announced that we have to make a detour as we were about to walk to the arch. It was so so so so sweet and cute of his family to have thought of that little surprise for him. I’m sure he was touched and super happy. And anything that makes him happy makes me happy too. Hehe. Plus the cake was yummy! His family friends also took the trouble to buy that pop-confetti thingy. Sumpah cute semua orang. What did I get him for his first birthday as a husband? That is for me to know and you not to find out. ;p
To be really honest, I still didn’t fully recover in time for the reception. Sue Cantik had such a difficult time trying to put make up on my face because I was sneezing and I had running nose and I kept dabbing tissues yada yada. I was just so afraid that I might sneeze on the dais. I was praying please please please don’t sneeze. I guess I was focusing too much on my condition that I didn’t appear to be enjoying my walk or my stay on the dais as much as I did during my reception. So a lesson to everyone – take a good care of your health. A week long gap until your partner’s side of the reception is very tricky because anything can happen within that time. You just have to be extra careful. Thank God I did not sneeze on stage but the moment I sat at the high table I started coughing. Phewww…macam-macam.
My baju that night was of course, by Cosry again. This time around I opted for a simple short kebaya and ribbons all around the front part of the top. I love ribbons. My initial plan was to let my hair loose or tie it into half. However, due to my health condition, I was advised to put my hair up and yes, I don’t think I would feel comfortable otherwise. It was just a simple baju with a simple plain chiffon kain. Something that I would be able to wear again.
After the cake-cutting ceremony, and the surprise birthday cake cutting ceremony, we then bade goodbye to the guests, as usual. We had a photography session afterwards. The scenery was quite beautiful and turned out quite nice in pictures. Yup, I have my official bertandang pictures already because we hired our friend, Creative Litebox as the photographer. Hehe. Quick huh? But these are the raw ones, they have yet to edit the pictures for the album.
That was the end of our journey as the king and queen of the day. Cherish every single moment, hour, minute and second as a bride, because you will never experience such a feeling again. It doesn’t matter how you do your wedding, it doesn’t matter how simple or how grand it is, all you’ve got is the memory of your big day. So make it a sweet one! Because once it’s over, you’d definitely feel a pang of sadness. No more appointments with the tailor, no more fittings, no more phone calls to all your vendors to confirm and double confirm your orders, no more silly arguments with your mother, no more Googling for ideas and inspiration, no more sleepless nights, no more tiara on your head, no more sore eyes after looking at ten thousand materials, no more bridal magazines, no more dais sketches, no more hair and make-up, no more checklist and many many more. You’re going to miss it all. No matter how bumpy the road is to get to your wedding day, once it’s over you’d wish you could go through it all over again. Mine was a smooth, easy journey, Alhamdulilah. We got almost everything we wanted, nobody gave us much headache, everyone was easy to work with, everyone was co-operative, the paperwork and HIV test was done in a jiffy, the kadi was really nice and friendly…it was a great, pleasant and enjoyable journey for me. I’m pretty sure I did not ‘fight’ with anyone or hurt anyone’s feelings along the way. Me and my mom managed to sort out our issues amicably and we agreed on a lot of things so that made life a whole lot easier.
I guess this space won’t have anymore entries on the wedding after this post. My journey as a blogger bride ends here. My life as a blogger wife begins. And soon you’d be reading a lot about that one. Only this time, it’s going to be an endless, eternal topic. Thank you for reading and sharing my journey as a single girl and now a married woman, even if it’s just through this blog. I know you’re with me.
Let’s change the tune now shall we! Hmm, any suggestions on what to cook for dinner tomorrow night?
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