Letter : Dear Bride a.k.a. My Best Friend, ...

Dear Bride a.k.a. My Best Friend,

Yesterday was a big day, for you (of course), for your family (for sure), and for me (yes, it really was) .

I am proud of you taking this huge step. It seems easy and difficult at the same time. It seems like a piece of cake for you because I know you as a person, you have that knowledge and supportive environment and family I must say. However, it was like a Pandora’s box because it always is, as you are not making a promise to your husband or his family alone, nor this country by signing that book. More than that, you make a holy promise to Him, Allah SWT. But hey, I have a hundred percent of trust that it is not going to bite off more than you can chew with this marriage.

I was touched because Allah got me the chance to visit you three days before the D-day (If I counted it right). Been a while without seeing your family too, like 8 years? It was also my first time meeting your baby daughter who is no longer baby though. I wish I had more time before, but as you know, having my study and work in the different island has turned all friends circle into long-distance-friendship, including ours.

Long story short, we concluded two years stories into some hours in your new design bedroom for newly-bride and groom. I was honored to have seen it earlier than your hubby LOL. We also checked the guest book that just done and sent, also you handed me your wedding invitation. To tell you another truth that your wedding invitation card was the best I have ever received, same went to my family too. Yes, a compliment for that! Again, little prouder to have seen it earlier than other guests. And once more, I was so much appreciative for receiving this condition of free-at-home and so I could make it to your marriage and wedding. Still, I was feeling like working against the clock.

I would jump to the D-day which to me, everyone can see eye to eye for such an inspirational wedding that catch our eyes now, after a short paragraph about how we two met first, we'll. Let's do it yo!

It was on August 2 of 2007, eleven years ago, in a classroom signed as 7.1, we gathered as the new classmates. I forgot the 'exact how' we ended up as chair mate. Yet I remember, it was the first of September, together with Ria and Anda, we grouped ourselves as a gang.

Next, I will stop throwing back a story. In your D-day, Anda and Ria could not make it as they were not around the city and left me alone as the official representative. I got some times in that morning to prepare our gang’s gift for you and sadly made me late. LOL.

Well, there was nothing I could do to blame it, I, myself was just late. I planned to come as early as possible because I did not want to call myself a guest, I preferred to be noticed as a part of the family who came as early as your relatives. LOL again.

Nevertheless, here, I did not count how many times I have mentioned, but I was again saved by Allah because the penghulu (Islamic wedding oath conductor) came a little bit late and thus spared more time for a late person like me. Just for your information, my ten minutes-late was honestly contributed by a driver that brought me there as he missed the direction, yet least I was not barking up the wrong three, Alhamdulillah.

The time I arrived at the venue, I speed my steps up to see you in the corner with other besties and family while waiting for the Ijab Kabul to begin. I was speechless as you might notice. I was trying to talk so randomly because, yeah I just did. After having some sentences with a nervous bride-to-be, all besties decided to get to the upper level that assigned for female guests.

Did you know what I truly wanted to do for real on that very moment? Well, I wanted to stay, sit next to you and witness all by my eyes. However, would not be fair for other girls, right? Besides, I believe the room might be full of your close family – who has absolute higher priority to belong there, I would not make it more crowded though. Accordingly, I reach the second level and wait while biting my tongue.

Tell you the truth, again, it was more packed than expected which made the less clear sound thru speaker at that level. I decided to have my chair next to the speaker and assure myself to be able paying a full attention to all event downstairs via that only speaker.

As I told you by chat yesterday, I got my eyes watery and my heart beat little faster. I have faith in if there was a person looked at me at that moment, she would barely see all the random expression I made. I was beyond happy in the heat of the moment.

Short after that, you beautifully came to the female area with your two official moms. At the drop of a hat, we all wowed at you. I did not bring my glasses and so I moved a little bit forward and forgot that merit speaker to check you out. And then some, I remember I came to Mrs. You for three times after ijab kabul . I too shook your mom in law’s hands as much as three time excitedly –which frankly worried me a little bit if I drove her up the wall knowing her elegant brand-new daughter in law best-friending a much-enthusiastic girl like me. Then, can I have a penny of your thoughts on this later?

I could agree if we did not have to photograph everything to remember it, so I respect the rules KKK. But knowing that we still got a chance to have a picture with you, I was over again over the moon. I will treasure it without any doubt!

Another perk of your day was me able to meet your other good friends (whom somehow, I think would be mine too if I decided to go to your senior high school). And thus, thank you for the new friends and mini-reunion with my other best friend (also yours) there.

I just realized that I have made a long enough paragraph for my blog standard about this. Because of that, I was thinking to give it a full stop soon.

To cut the chase, I would like to tell you that I am grateful for knowing you for these eleven years, have met your family, your other best friends, and your husband’s family. I am thankful for ever being to your table, house, wedding, and life. I am shameful for not being such a good one for you and hopeful to be better. I am hoping that this ship is powerful enough to fill our life on the earth and useful for our future days in the akhirah.