My uncle got married last weekend.
He is now on his honeymoon in Bali
We practically grew up together because he lives in the same flat as I do, only different storey. Plus he is one 6 years older than me!
He was the one who introduced me to music.
Mariah Carey was the first musician I listened to, thanks to him.
I remember vividly always sneaking into his room when he was out and rummaging through all the CDs he owned.
He was more of a brother to me rather than an uncle because of our age difference.
He is one of the influential people in my life.
When he finally got married last weekend, there was this overwhelming feeling.
I couldn’t point out what exactly this feeling was but I was tearing when he made his vows.
I was tearing when he sat on the pelamin with his wife.
I was tearing when they give their respects to my grandparents.
I was tearing when I saw my grandparents tear.
Well, don’t get me wrong…
I AM ecstatic that he found someone who he could spend the rest of his life with.
And the fact that I absolutely adore his gentle and sweet wife, Cik Tini is a major bonus!
But I couldn't help but tear when he got married and I don’t know why.
Well, maybe I’m just so happy for him…



Anyways, on his wedding day, 2 events stood out.

ONE.



My grandparents house was only 2nd storey but we were too lazy to go up and down to find the smallest stuff. So someone suggested to lower down a basket every time someone needed something. hahahaha. ridiculous but ingenious.


TWO.

All of us forgot to make the buah mangga. but in just 5 minutes, my cousin-in-law came back from the markets armed with 2 pineapples and accessories for the buah mangga.
The rest was history. =D







I pray that they will stay together until death do them part, living their dream with lots and lots of kids that I can bully, which will be my cousins.
Hehehhehe!
Amin.

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