This post is a continuation of Getting engaged II
I got engaged. Old news. Yawn. But finally got a hold of all the raw files months later (HURRAH!). After spending time dissecting the files and making use of my limited photoshopping skills, I’m ready to talk about it again.
Where was I?
So I went out of the prep room after once the men were done with the acara berbalas pantun. I was ushered to the dais, I kept my eyes low and away from the watching audience. Felt like I walked up rather ungracefully and sat on my throne for the day. A short while after, Reza’s mom was invited to the dais.
Time to make it official! The beautiful, shiny pave princess cut diamond ring was at last put on my finger. Cameras were flashing non-stop for a moment. There. We were engaged!
Reza who was waiting outside, was then called into the hall.
While my uncle, Ustaz Hasrizal, led the recital of doa during the opening ceremony, my granduncle led the closing. Asna confidently stepped up to the dais and sat beside me, something she’d planned on doing since the beginning -_-‘
Once we were done with the doa, everybody gathered to the front for pictures.
Photo courtesy of Neng.
The elders asked Reza to stand beside me so that they could take shots of the both of us. Specifically, they wanted him to sit beside me. It was something neither of us planned on doing – sitting side by side on the dais like… a married couple? Segan kot.
Family and friends then took turns going up the dais and taking pictures with us both. The dais became our official photobooth.
Cousins and mates from primary school, secondary school, college and university who were so sweet to come in pink!
Reza’s closest mates.
First generation of cousins from the Ipoh side!
Lunch was served, but I was busy trying to greet everyone inside the dining hall. According to Asna, the food was really good – so good that she couldn’t wait for my reception and hope that it’d be held at Felda Villa, too, so that she could have the same dishes all over again.
Never have I seen so many of family members (from the city, North and South) or close friends (also dispersed here and there) gathered at a time. It was a more ‘meriah’ ceremony that I would have ever expected. Very grateful to all who came and especially grateful to those who organized and financed the ceremony.
My mom suggested that I frame this cheesy photo.
So that’s how I got engaged with my high school sweetheart. A decade ago we were joking about this. Didn’t think it’d actually happen, but it did.
We got engaged!