Note: I'm only seventeen.
"Some boys take a beautiful girl and hide her away from the rest of the world~"
Just hours ago, I would be one of those girls who would sing this song out loud, Girls Just Wanna Have Fun. I would be one of those girls who wants a woman as a president. Someone who wants to be an independent adventurer. Someone who doesn't need a man.
I also happen to be one of those who dream of a Princess-like wedding if I ever found my soulmate: A very spacious castle for everyone to run around.
All that changed when I had the most amazing dream in this middle-teenage life of mine. This may just be me waking up, excited to share this dream, and wanting it to happen. Yes, I want that dream to happen. I want that dream to happen right now.
Call me a girl, but that amazing dream was just me attending the simplest and fastest wedding ceremony ever. Mine.
I could only recall our immediate family members and closest friends in the prayer hall of Kassim Mosque. There were less than 20 of us. I don't know what I was wearing -something creamy and boring- but that doesn't matter.
Why did I say I want that dream to happen right now? Because here's what happened:
We were getting married at this young age. Still teenagers. Maybe in our early twenties. We didn't have anything to support us. No money, no insurance, just families. We were both still schooling and taking part-time jobs. There was no exchange of gifts between our families either. But there were rings. Not diamond, just silver rings like the ones you can get for a dollar.
When it was time to exchange them, we didn't stop to pose for the camera. He didn't kiss my forehead, I didn't kiss his hand. I don't know which is the tradition, to kiss or not to kiss, but like I said, my wedding was too simple and too quick. Right after we were legally together, one of us whispered to "change and come back in 15 minutes."
When we were both back, we didn't greet our guests like normal newly wed couples would. Instead, we sneaked in the family section of the prayer hall and he led us a thankful prayer. It was so surreal -and very tearful- but at the same time, I loved every minute of it. And then at the very spot we did our first handshake as official husband and wife. I led this one.
"Let's be our very best of
Man and wife,
Lovers,
And bestfriends..
Together and of each other."
This was very special because as I said "man and wife," we will both stick our hands out. As I said "lovers," he will kneel just slightly above me. As I said "bestfriends," our left pinkies will be ready. And after I said "together and of each other," I will kiss my husband's hand and at the same time he will kiss my forehead as our pinkies intertwined.
I find this very amusing. I'm so creative in my dreams xD
AND THEN everything went as per tradition: We went back to everyone and greet our in-laws as our own.
...Now you must be wondering who's this "we." Well, I won't tell. The "he" in the "we" in my dream may not be the one for me in real life but that's ok. At the end of it, whoever's my husband, he is one hell of a lucky guy ;D -ok no I'm just kidding. I hope this blog won't be leaked to him in the future, whoever he is-
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