After all the ups and downs to the day itself, everything did fall into place. Thanks Aiza for the kind words you wrote in your blog. Love you girl! *hugs*
On that memorable morning of 1st January 2011, I only had 3 hours sleep (when I planned to wake up at 10am coz I only went to bed at 2am the night before giving touch ups on the hantarans), when my brother woke me up early. He said, a woman was looking for me. When I asked who it was, he said, he didn't know. Only saying that she was an old lady. So I thought to my self, that could be the pengangun but why was she looking for me?
So I sent him to wake our mom up. She refused (coz she also went to bed very late. Everyone did actually. Doing cleaning up and stuff). So, I went down and I recognised the face. It was the pengangun! With sleepy eyes, I tried to swallow what she was saying. She came to bath me! I was like, what?? Now? At 8am??
Then she went on babbling about stuff that she needed for the bathing ritual. So I said, I had bought the bedak lulut, but not the langir, limau kapas and candles. I sensed right away, today was gonna be hell!
Luckily, my cousin was also getting married. He happened to live nearby so mom told my brother to pick up the few stuff that we hadn't prepared (cos we weren't told about it and we didn't know she was coming and gonna bath me). Anyhow, the ritual went on. It was painful! I mean, she was really really scrubbing my skin, though eventually I loved the outcome. It had gone soft.. She left at 11am as she had to attend a groom next. She would come back to my place soon after she said.
The next thing I knew, it was almost 1pm when my make-up artist came (whom I never met so she didn't know I was the bride haha!) and soon after, our cameraman G-roy. He didn't recognise me at the door as we only met once during our pre-wedding shot and I was wearing make-up. The next hour or so, I was all ready with my nikah outfit and make-up. I felt like a superstar having gigantic lighting and cameramen at all corners, taking pictures of me and recording my every move LoL! The groom came on time. The imam came earlier. The next hour, I was signing some documents, witnessed by my dad and uncles of both sides.
Having a long name like mine, hubby couldn't read the akad nikah in one breath although after dozens of times during practice. Alhamdulillah, he managed on the actual day :')) I cried a happy tear..
We're still waiting for pictures from our photographers. Hope to see them soon! For now, these are some taken by my cousin. Happy viewing :))