Today my sister married. I still feeling uneasy with the crowd at home. Yawn over and over. Oh my goodness, sometimes I thought why does the marriage should be this complicated. My aunty said, we should do these tons of thing just for make a grandchild(ren)! =D

It's 8am and my sister just started being made up by the make up artist. I took a bath. Cold. Ah, I'm so sleepy! Thanks God there are cuties little nephews around to make us laugh or even a bit angry. Anyway, the akad or ijab qabul (the procession where the guardian literally ask and marrying bride & groom in moslem) will started at 10am. Hm, I thought I still have much more than enough time for preparing myself.

Omaga! The headman of registrar office had come! The bride hasn't ready, the groom hasn't arrived, I was still wearing this oogie-boogie-homie t-shirt. Argh!

I'm ready. Serving dishes to the headman and the crews. Let them eat. Let's take a breath. Pfiuuh.

{OST: Breath -- B2st}

Bopo looked sweaty. Every joke he told sounds crunchy. He stared at me with a very deep sight >> Where is the groom?!

Olala, finally the groom has come. Let's start it...

The bride just finished the make up. But she doesn't want to go to living room. You know why? It's hot. D'oh! Come on sis... >,<

Okay, bismillahirrohmanirrohim....

Wow, it's all done. Yeah, it's all done!