sometimes when you look at pictures, you tend to forget how to express things through words. words can be just as powerful and it had always been for me, i think. except for the past few weeks, i forgot somehow. and thus the lack of blogging. i wanted to put 'kekeringan posts' tapi cam mrapek plak -_-
i had wanted to post picture of the event, but no. i want to try to write bout it for a change. plus i haven got that many pictures... i was so busy throughout the event actually.. i was in so many places at the same time. it was hard to catch up on me...
k what was i talking bout? the past weekends had been very happening and eventful. limaza? :) lianna my pakcik sedara abg yazed (yes his name's spelled that way) got married... ila siti nasuhah, his junior in madr aljunied alislamiah.
Alhamdulillah the majlis went on smoothly. it was meriah, it was cheerful, colorful. Alhamdulillah. felt happy for the family. and i pray may Allah bless the two newlyweds with many, many happy years to come till they reach six feet under ameen.
the majlis itself started on saturday. the annikah. started at 5, at siti nasuhah's house which is just a few blocks away from mine. i went straight from home, didnt follow my family to pasir ris to abg ajit's house. my family and the rest of rombongan lelaki arrived in a big bus. i didnt stay long. i had to work from 530 to 9. so i left, while the majlis was going on...
work plak.. haha i dont want to talk bout work la... this is aft all, abt the majlis. i realized i nvr really talked bout work :p but nvm, some other time, i guess.
i finished work at 915... i decided to overnight at pasirris... becoz i barely get to see the majlis. Alhamdulillah got the permission of both my parents. nek esah (abg ajit's mum) welcomed me as always, HamdanLillah. i dont understand ppl who are not comfortable sleeping over ppls place... coz i had been doing that since young *shrugs*. family members, of course.
that night i got to soak in spirits of pakpakbingbing finally :) me, abg ajit (the groom), hafidzah, kak nadya (abg ajit's sis), abg farhan (kak nadya's husband), abg sofyan (abg ajit's brother. can u see the weirdness in how their names are spelt? hehehe), little sumaiyyah (kak nadya's sweet little daughter) and firdaus (abg ajit's friend) stayed up late under the void deck which was so nicely decorated in gold and white. the pelamin kan masyaAllah... punya lah cantik. ada mcm rantai2 kaler gold.. lawa sekali :) that night, kak nadya and abg farhan mcm nk rak cuba pasang bunga kat kerete pengantin. hehe. me, fizah and firdaus helped to take care of sumaiyyah. it was like competition tau who sumaiyyah likes better. haha... while abg ajit played guitar for us in the dark night....
i didnt sleep well that night. my adek2 sedare bising tk tido2... main game je.
the next morning i had to wake up early. i couldn't find anyone to relief me for my teaching job at ibnu abbas.... and so i had to miss some parts of pakpakbingbing also....
teaching job! Alhamdulillah it was great... i should have gotten my pay yesterday though :p but i cldnt stay long to wait for my boss... ergh. so i left...
i went back home... and this was where the controversy (however u spell it) started....
my mum actually asked me to put on this baju kurung with some yellow squares on them... hehe.. no its not as horrible as it sounds... but i didnt feel like wearing baju kurung la :/ i changed into black jubah and my midnight blue tissue type material hijab... knowing very much i would make my mum upset... but really... i really didnt feel like wearing smtg bright that time...
and so yes, i got a scolding.. when i met with the rombongan, again at siti nasuhah's block (when the rombongan nak amek siti nasuhah from her house) infront of cik saadiah i think haha. i didnt say anything.... i tried to avoid my mum aft that... i apologized to her through sms in which she replied in a pretty much upsetting way... haish... but i was thinking come on la... its just clothes... not that i comit a crime or anything right... however yea... i did feel guilty and bad... and i had a feeling maybe i didnt look as nice because my mum tk redha -_- waAllahu'alam...
the controversy had not end...
i wanted to go to airport too later at 5... which meant i had to leave the pakpakbingbing again, for the 3rd time in a row. which also meant another thing. i had to ask my mum's permission. which was impossible during that time when she was so upset with me not wearing her baju kurung. (i know it sounds so laughable but its not, seriously -_-). my father was at work so i cldnt ask him. i called him at work (semangat tk) to ask his permission. but he "tanya mak kau! tanya mak kau!" (he was shouting coz he was under a very noisy plane.... yes he works at the aiport).
i was like "tk boleh la paaaak..."
and he "ah!!!! ah tk dengar! bye!"
grrrr. all these while fadhilah (my sister) had been my victim in which i punched and pinched her grumbling, groaning, complaining. "mcm mana ni.. aku nk gi..." "ow, sakit la kaaak". she very patient with me, that girl. haish.
but subhanaAllah Allah planned things for me so very nicely...(tho those kids under 18 who read this pls dont follow what im abt to write)
as u know taxis can only fit 5 person right. yeah, so my mum took a taxi home. she told me "qaya, kau ikut cik noor balek nanti. mak balik dulu".
i was like "ok".
the time was already 5 plus... i wasnt thinking of doing anything except being obedient seriously...
but i decided to check. Just check. I called mohksin. asked him if the aceh kids had gone in. he said no. and in a struck of second my mind changed. i decided to be rebellious again. repeat warning. kids under 18 pls dont follow this bad example.
i told kak ct (anak cik noor) i wont be following them. i had to get to the airport fast! why did i feel such a need to go to the airport? its becoz the aceh kids are going home that day.... i was abt to redha with the feeling that i would never see them... but HAMDANLILLAH SYUKRAN LILLAH opportunity came again. i went off from the majlis (my mum dah balek), took a taxi and rushed to the airport.
what wonderful moment it was..... i felt so grateful i was there... the feeling itself was beyond words... i couldnt even describe it.. there were lots of hugs... and tears.... and kisses.... subhanaAllah...
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did i get a scolding? well of course what do u expect....
i think i received a howler on the phone.... (if u read harry potter then u will know whats a howler..) but even if you dont im sure you can guess theres a lot of yelling and shouting involved...
hahaha...
yea... it was bad.. but she would never understand... how it meant so much to me to see these kids for the last time.. she would never understand...
my father... my father was angry i didnt ask my mother... but he said smtg like "nk buat bende baik tapi cara salah". so.. haha.. insyaAllah yes he think this is a good thing... he pulak would never understand how hard it is to ask ur mother when she's upset becoz u didnt wear the outfit she wants u to.... (mcm nk ketawe plak da pikir balik..)
basically the two days were hectic.... i ran here and there...
but insyaAllah... my heart was in the right place...
after all.. u dont want acknowledgment from ppl.. u only want it from Allah...
posted by Ruqa @ 1:23 PM
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