Monday, July 27, 2015

Rafidah off market

Hello, there!

I can say that I'm a little proud of myself today because I managed to grab my laptop and write this entry. If it wasn't because of #rafidahoffmarket, I wouldn't have the effort to do so. Anyway,  I've been sick for the past few days. But I'm hoping for a speedy recovery, insha'Allah, as I have tons to do for my little baby Pastels by Ieka Ahmad.

Last weekend was the best one I had so far! To begin with, my high school best friend has just got married to a man whom she loved. I was in shocked when I heard the good news, of course, but I was so happy and excited too!

So, this is how the story goes.
As an introduction, there were five of us; Nana, Syiqin, Pedo (Rafidah), Lala and me. Nana contacted me last week asking if they could come to my house for beraya. Of course I said yes but she didn't stop there. I was inhaling really deep when I read that they wanted to give me an invitation card! Right at that moment I thought, so does this mean one down and four to go? I didn't know who was going to get married until the day they came to my house and the person that they meant was Pedo! I was so excited and decided to sponsor the shawls for her bridesmaids (us) and for herself too. We were continuously talking, telling stories and that was the longest conversation I had with anyone so far! Blame the technologies for the anti-social problem.

From the left: Nana, yours truly, Pedo (Rafidah) and Lala

Syiqin wasn't able to make it on that day so there were only four of us. But funny because we met again later that night. We were laughing really loud when we bumped into each other. It wasn't a plan for us to meet up but we accidentally did!

Pedo got married on Sunday afternoon. To be honest, it was my second time meeting a bride who wasn't looking nervous on her big day at all. She was so calm as usual. Masha'Allah. I couldn't imagine if that was me! She looked so beautiful in her wedding dress. I was holding my tears when I saw her that day. I know we all did.

Ratu and Raja Sehari

After the wedding, we headed straight to Lala's house as her mum was having an open house. It was evening and we were tired (and full too). All the hard work of organising the photo booth and finding some fruits for the hantaran really paid off. At the end of the day, it's the memory of this friendship that we created that's matter.

From the left: yours truly, Syiqin, Lala and Nana

Us acting silly as always

All shawls were sponsored by Pastels by Ieka Ahmad

I still can't believe it that she's now married. The feeling is surreal. A few days before her wedding, I was reminiscing the days when were still a high school student. And that was 9 years ago. I still remember how we met, clicked and became friends. How we would all be busy cleaning the classroom and Nana would be mumbling around to make sure our class was neat and tidy as she was our Ketua Keceriaan. Also how loud Syiqin's voice was, you could easily tell that it was her voice if she was laughing. If I could turn back time, I would do it because sometimes it's hard to handle the feeling of missing the past. This friendship is a treasure for me. I wouldn't trade it in for another one.

May Allah bless your marriage, Pedo.
Be a good wife to your husband.
We will always love you.
Friends forever!





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