When the phone line is engaged..

Am now Bigfish’s fiancé.

Yup I know this rosy feeling already lingered for more than a week, but the spark of that day, of that moment his mother embraced the ring to my finger, is as fresh as a blink ago.

March 5. The ceremony went on fantastically. It was a smooth, happy and harmonious occasion. With the flowery decorations everywhere for the joyous mood, and my newly painted house to set the scene, I thought the whole thing was simply beautiful. Many from his side pointed out the event itself was very well planned and organized. They mentioned the food’s great too.

Being an intimate occasion, attended by only our immediate families and a few good friends, it’s a breeze to be attentive to each and everyone of the guests. His family is simply a bunch of really nice people, I see. I took the opportunity to get to know better the cousins, aunts and uncles of his. The parents just as wonderful as ever especially the mom, she even reminded me not to forget to take picture with Bigfish now that I have on my nice white kebaya. I just giggled. In fact, I giggled a lot throughout the occasion.

Why, because for some reason, I was nervous. That’s why I have to laugh as a tool to cover up my panic and frenzy feeling. Imagine a cartoon in white kebaya with lacy gold trim. My embroidered golden yellow shawl that never stopped slipping down from my hair (padahal rambut kasar je macam dawai, taklah sunsilk pun), that finally just settled on my shoulders instead of my head.

Bigfish has three sisters and one younger brother which of course I’ve met all of them few times before . Along’s married with two cute little girls, Angah’s married sometime last year if I’m not mistaken, no kids yet and hubby now recently attached with a UK company residing in London. Bigfish’s younger sist, Kak Chik is the one he’s staying with now in their apartment in Desa Pandan. Apparently, the sisters are all pretty. I’m not saying this because they are the major women in my dear Bigfish’s life, but they really are beautiful sisters and I can’t stop admiring their faces. Hmmm..

The bro is the youngest, recently graduated doing Architecture and now temporarily (I guess) working with the Big Bro in his project management company. In short, when I hang out with the family at Along’s in Alam Damai (which also stands as the family HQ), having tea with them, I feel so at home. The way they talk, their topics, their mentality, their general concern, just like my family. Wait a minute, I think my family is noisier, because we laugh more and louder. My dad can be extremely hilarious at times, and I’m his protégé. Ya, if you know me, I’m a pretty cartoonic person in life, though my writing is dull. Maybe because I always find myself in a slow-wind, peaceful temperament before starting to write anything. Also could be I’ve to be in that state, then ONLY I can even write.

Back to the engagement thingy, after the discussion, followed by menyarung cincin, doa and finally a serving of big spread traditional lunch. Gulai lemak daging, ayam masak kicap, ikan patin masak ompok (this one is really Pahang rooted traditional dish, it’s dry and delicious), sambal udang petai, mixed vegetables and fresh pickles. It was a wholesome lunch. Couldn’t be better.

We did take photos, but not many. Perhaps my brother, Angah who was nominated as the digicam photographer of the day was mesmerized a lot by the entire event (or simply dreaming) and perhaps being complacent with the fact that Adi (my other brother) was capturing the whole thing in the videocam. So really, cinonet je gamba. Speaking of photographs, this I have to apologize because of the delay of the photo loading. Tunggu lah dapat je anak keenam nanti baru taruk gamba betunang ek. Hehehehe, taklah sampe camtu kan..

This previous weekend, me and Bigfish went to this place in Bangsar, Zura’s Academy to experience the ultimate boredom of semi-education majorly obscene continuous speeches. We of course, have millions of other better things to do, but this activity is compulsory. In order you want to proceed to matrimony, that is.

Kursus kahwin.

I never expected the two day so-called course could be more lethargic and sometimes pathetic. I was exhausted by all the craps fed into my brain, I wanted to sleep but we all didn’t even have a decent place to place our bags and stuffs. Now can you imagine sleeping with both your shoulders brushing the strangers’ sandwiching you and all the time making sure your stupid papers and files and bag not slipping from your lap? A big group of matured women being cramped in one small room only provided with a live TV and very uncomfortable chairs. For hours that truly seemed like forever. Exactly about 4 hours straight the longest they can achieve for a session.

It was a great relief the very last session by an ustazah who is also the Chief Kadi of Selangor, think the name is Ustazah Zawiah. Her talk I found productive, motivating and just.. real. I like her and with that is the end of the course. I can almost hear the world sighed when it’s over. Generally the course supposed to be good, but seriously two days of non stop watching old men giving speeches that mainly contain dirty jokes is tiring to me. Not that I’m against dirty jokes (hey, I’m a pervert myself! Hahah) but having it comes from men above 50 that we call Ustaz, and they seem very excited talking about it, some girls even blushed and humiliated, that just don’t translate ‘fun’ to me. That’s about it.

As of now, I’m happily engaged to my lover Bigfish and that matters most.

Have a blissful blessful days people!