Saturday : Feb 23, 2013
One of my cousins hits the aisle and it is about time. They’re actually distant cousins so normally we would gather at Mak Tok Puteh’s house during Eid. The last time I met them was back in 2011 whereby I was still breastfeeding and Piya was very small. The reception took place at Intekma Resort Sec.6 Shah Alam. Intekma holds a special place in my heart as I did my very 1st job in life working as a part-time waitress here. My very 1st job! I was 18 years old when a senior asked whether I would be interested. And surprisingly, I remained interested for the next 3 years too. Coming back to Intekma always made me reminisce good old memories.
|My Iranian headscarf; gift from my boss!|
As we had to attend another wedding, Uncle Din keep reminding me not to prolong our stay and meet the necessary people only. What..?? Well……….. Apparently he knows me very well. I can hold a conversation with a stranger for hours. Throw me anywhere and I can easily make friends. I’m a chatterbox… When my mood is ok of course.. I just feel that there are so many things in life in this vicinity are calling for attention that’s all. That’s not bad right? *hands up anyone? *cricket sounds……
Then we move on to the 2nd wedding. Now, this sort of incident never happened to me. The bride was already gone upon our arrival becauuuuuse……. She had a migraine while seated on her dais. What….?? Please let Din be fine.. Please let Din be fine… Thankfully there was one familiar face though; Kak Zaza who is the bride’s closest cousin. She accompanied us and eventually told us the news as I said that we needed to go the nearest mosque for Zuhur. Funny betol la… Took some pictures as prove of our presence and we headed for the nearest mosque; Masjid At-Taqwa TTDi….
Fifie Azmi has been a dear friend of mine as she was my roommate while I was studying Computer Science CS 110 in UiTM Seri Iskandar Perak. Yeap, I took Computer Science prior to become an engineer. I missed her solemnization but I got the pics from mutual friends. She is an interior designer hence most of the dais and deco whatnot where done by herself. Guess that explains the migraine huh.
Haaaaaaaaaa….. Another memory down the lane. This was the mosque where Uncle Din and I attended our Marriage Course in 2010. My brother and his ex-fiancé joined us attending the course but they didn’t make it. His former fiancée was a stupid rich girl who left my brother for a Pakistani dude, then got engaged to someone else and now is telling my brother “I wanna be friends” story sobbing over how her current fiancé is not as nice as my brother…. And my idiot brother is buying it… Whaaaat…?
|Piya was so disturbed with the mess so she chose to declutter the cupboard.|
|"What does he want from me?" Poor Piya...|
And that was I how I spent my Saturday with my small family. Tomorrow is another occasion mark in the calendar.