Rumah dah siap, pahat masih berbunyi...sighhhh...

It means even though the event is done, you can still hear people talking about it (in a ‘–‘tive way).

First it was the door gifts. Lots of my friends didn’t get it. So, I have to call them, FB them, whatspps them to check.

The food all gone by 3ish, and those who came after that were unlucky. It doesn’t make sense since we cater for 600 guests, and the caterer did for 700 guests instead.

My candy buffet got thwacked and by 1ish, no more candy, cupcakes, sweets, macaroon, etc were available. I got frustrated on this since I always adore candy buffet concept.

Most that were invited turned up at the event. I missed few, but I guess they have a valid reason for not coming. I keep on saying that I want a closed event. Not to only just invite friends or relatives. But to share the moment with those that are dear to me. Setakat kawan-kawan sekolah or colleagues, tapi x close, memang tak ajak arrr. They don’t even know my family, or even my life, and now they want to pretend that they are happy for me, and want to be part of it. Wallaweii…if I were them, it’s okay not to be invited, as they should cherish the moment with those who are really care for them, yes?

Apart from all the commotion, everything else went smooth (or maybe there was a wardrobe malfunction!). The hall deco was excellent, really thankful to my kazen and her crew. I just which I was part of the crew though…but my kazen tak kasi I get involve at all…sob…sob…sob…The dais for photo taking also beautiful. My Moroccan deco concept seems menjadi. Everybody likes it!

To be Mrs enAhmad.

15 days ago, I was Ijab Kabul kan, dan sah menjadi seorang isteri. Now I have 2 lives to live to the fullest. I’m not sure how this new life will change the old ones. But rather changing anything, I berdoa I will be a better person so that those surrounding me will feel better, behaving better and live well.

"Best tak kahwin?” seems to be the famous question asked. How should I say this…BEST la! X kan nak cakap x best pulak. But I know, marriage means more than just a legal sex. It’s about losing territory in bed, putting the toilet seat down, picking up dirty clothes, sharing a bowl of everything, and most of all...dropping your license to sending smokes signal, erk…

Maybe we are living luxuriously in a penthouse, I don’t feel the pain of being his wife. The time will come, definitely. But while waiting, I pledge to enjoy the moment and not to over-thinking about it. Get the basic strong, and let’s be creative along the way. If only we'd stop trying to be happy we could have a pretty good time, yes?