Wedding bells, golf and the unrelated
Wedding bells clanged again, only this time with the sound of kompang banging in the background. Another cousin got married, with Abang Aid's name being striked-out, that makes Nadia first on Nenek Mona's wedding list.Abang Aid is a year older than I am, and having to see him take that akad, made me shed tears. I was never closed to him despite our age gap. Maybe because it was him being a "him" and all.. okay, I know that sounds lame, but I was always shy when I am around the boys. For someone who did not have a brother and coming from a convent, it was only natural that I act that way. But after UK, I somewhat changed a lil bit, thanks to my mates.
Anyway, back to Abg Aid's wedding. The fact that I am next did not only stir the gitters in Pres and I but also my dad. Oh yes, my dad! He always shyed off family things like this one. But on Aid's akad, there he was sitting almost next to Aid himself. And he even did the "tepung tawar" thingy during the "sanding".
I dont really know how to talk about emotions, but feeling that moment, that akad moment. That sanding moment. Where my uncle cried saying the prayer, that was something. Maybe I felt scared. Maybe I was imagining myself sitting there on the pelamin. It just brought tears to my eyes.
And golf. Pres has been so crazy for golf these days. He eats, drink, sleep hugging his golf bag. Not literally, but man if only he could huh? Between golf and I, ranking wise, I'm after the other. So you get the picture.
Now this is a normal conversation with a cousin of his (just to prove that golf comes after Nadia):
Cousin : Ko nih hari-hari berdating ngan gofren ko ye?
Pres: ... eh, macam maner ko tau aku skang ni main golf?
Well, that just said it there. The only relationship I have with "golf" is the Stunning Red Polo Golf GTI by Volkswagen. Yummie dont you think?
posted by WaBBa Fe$H @ 1:43 PM
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