I crashed a wedding, and I like it!!

 

Took the lift from the 22nd floor to the lobby. Transport to the airport is expected to leave within 20 minutes. As usual I’m the first crew to check out. It goes as second nature that I need to be punctual at every point of time. Punctuality can’t even justify this good trait of mine hahahaha, I need to be ahead of time in whatever I do. If ever I gonna get married and my wife is a slow poke, I’ll not hesitate to file for divorce. OK that’s too much, shut up now hahaha.

Met this lady, with full make up and her beehive-esque hairdo. Oh she made me miss Amy Winehouse even more. I’m pretty sure she’s heading for the wedding at the convention hall. Not as a bride for sure ahahaha.

That lady: You’re flying?

Siti Nurhaliza’s biggest fan: Oh yes, to Denpasar and back to Surabaya ( was hoping she’ll invite me for the occasion ahahaha )

That lady: Good, do come to my daughter’s wedding. We start at 7pm

Siti Nurhaliza’s biggest fan everrrr: Oh really ( blushing. bahahahahaha ). I’ll try to make it on time.

 

It was just a short flight and we were on schedule, landed before 8.30pm. That was none of the concern at all. I know the traffic in downtown Surabaya on saturday  night will be atrocious, and to top that, they’re celebrating Hari Pahlawan, lots of road, main roads for reemphasis, were closed and the traffic was put to halt. ARGHHHHHHHHH. All that I can think of during the flight was about to make it on time to the wedding.

But what to wear? I only brought along pyjamas and a set of uniform. I can’t wear jeans. Ermmmm. Just stick with the uniform. I think I look rather apart in it ahahahaha.

Reached the hotel at 10pm T_T An hour and a half journey which usually will be just 30 minutes for god’s sake. But the main focus and thrust was for the wedding and I better make it there. Better. Was taken as a joke by the rest of the crews, thinking I was crazy. But who cares, I WAS INVITED!

 

Came in and to be greeted by the empty aisle - _______ -

 

Immediately, I went in for the search of the mother of the bride. She’s the reason why I was there and at least and excuse for crashing a wedding. AGAIN, I WAS INVITED!!

 

Met the lady ( huge sigh of relieve coz she was able to recall who I am ahahaha ) and the bridal couple. My biggest intention was to experience the Javanese wedding reception right before my eyes ( the groom’s attire was rather revealing don’t you think? ). The hall was superbly decorated and I know it costed tons for such event to be held in the hotel. And yes, it was held in the hotel. How can a person decline an invitation of such holy matrimony at a grand place! ahahahaha

 

To prove that I was the last guest to arrive hahahaha

 

And when the hotel staffs came in to pack up the leftovers, that’s when I came in ahahaha. The food looked untouched! and still in a huge quantity! Oh snap I’m such a freeloader hahahahaha

 

Suffice for me to just have a small plate to take into consideration that I arrived unfashionably late and I was alone. Had this nice fried rice and fried fish with lemon sauce. Was a bit disappointed, hear me I’m not complaining but it’ll be more memorable if they serve authentic Javanese delicacies. I guess the hotel can’t meet up to such requirement. See, I’m not making a fuss out of it I’m just hoping for authenticity hahaha.

 

 

The groom approached me when my mouth was full, with a door gift. He thanked me for making it to the wedding. That was just beyond sweet. He doesn’t even know who the hell I am.

 

 

 

The altar. They were bringing it down as I snapped the photo HUHU.

 

The empty hall. It’s about time for me to walk off. Nice food, I’m liking it!

 

 

  Supposed to wait for the photographer to take our photo, overlooking the super big banner of the bridal couple. The photo will be emailed to me, if I wanted to. By the way the photo of the couple was taken in a Kraton, or palace in Madura Island. I highly suspected that the family are royally linked. Just a thought.

Wow I’m loving it, crashing people’s wedding. The hospitality was beyond my expectation, they treated me like a family member though we just acquainted, like for 15 minutes. Hahaha. I even promoted Malaysia as a honeymoon destination to the newlyweds. How sweet am I right? In return they asked me when will I gonna get married. WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY? Why bother asking me such question?? I still don’t believe in settling down. Terrifying, marriage is what I’m truly repelled from. Hahahaha.

 

P/S: Congratulations Siti Nurhaliza for such a magnificient show you did in Kuantan. I know you’ll rock it good. I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOU. Ahahahaha