Sunday..we celebrated
our 16th anniversary...hubby
bought
this
small chocolate box to me..hahaha..when I asked him,
why
he
bought
this
as it
tastes so
sweet..he
said:
"this
chocolate reminds
me of you,
it
was
in year
1997 when
I first
ate
this,
a friend
gave
me after her trip
to London..and at that
time
you
have
just
come into my life
(at that
time,
I was
just
finished
my study
and
came
to KL to be with my hubby). So
each
time
I saw
this
box,
I think
of you..hence
today
let just
finish all in this
box by ourselves
(but
we
cannot finished them..so we
brought
them home)".
This
year
I did
not plan
anything great
as compared
to my previous
years..no
cake,
no
dating..just
spending the
day
with the
family
like our usual
weekend
outing.
I have
started
the
day
with frying
banana fritters...(dah
lama mengidam..yet
the
bananas were
so
expensive
, and the
taste
was
not as the
one in Malaysia..tapi sebab mengidam,
I bought
a kilo the
day
before). Later,
we
sent
my eldest
to meet
up with his friend
at Chadstone shopping
complex
then
heading
to ceramah Tafsir
and
back
to Chadstone for
lunch...didnot
enjoy
much
the
lunch
as we
were
rushing
to get
home
before 3pm because
later
in the
afternoon,
my eldest
has a soccer game..The
game
was
in Knox city,
45 minutes
drive
from our place
, and kick off started
at 7pm, yet
the
warming
up session
started
at 5pm. Hence
they
have
to go
by 4pm..and they
were
only
back
at 10pm..and that was
the
end
of my anniversary
day!..what
a bland celebration....
Yet, what touched me is the excitement of our children in remembering the date..
Afeeq texted us..wishing happy anniversary and Aaisyah kept wanting to buy me a flower bouquet since yesterday...While at lunch, Hazeeq asked his dad, what were you doing at this time, 16 years ago?...both of us, reflected back the moments that we got married..it was 10th Feb 1997, the second day of Eid Fitri..I was still a medical student in my final year and Rudie has just started his career at TM. I wasn't in the mosque for the akad nikah ( I was actually late ..at that time, i did not have any makeup artist for my special day..the one who did it for me was my sister..hahaha..so the "professional" make up artist took a bit longer time to get me ready for the event)..I asked my dad whether I have to go too (since I wasn't ready in time), my dad said, it is ok for the bride to stay home and just want for the rombongan..so my dad went by himself to the mosque accompanied by my saksi,my uncles, neighbours and brother..The mosque (Masjid Wakaf Stan) is in the inner village (we live at the "taman perumahan" ..near the main road..). I didn't know what is happening there..Actually and ideally..I have to be there..to be asked whether I want to get married or not and to listen the "lafaz taklik" read by my hubby..Oh now, I regretted to have missed that moment.
And my hubby told me that when the Imam asked whereabout the bride, and whether I was willing to be married with my hubby, my late dad bluntly said: She is the one who asked me to marry her with this guy..if not I wouldn't be here"..the whole mosque laughed with his joke...according to my hubby, he was so nervous and he has to akad for 3 times..(again missed this)..Alhamdullilah..we were officially married on 10th Feb 1997.
16 years together..the journey is not easy..up and down, broken and sealed, laugh and joys, sad and sorrow..the winding journey..yet alhamdulillah..we are here today..appreciating all the moments together and we are looking forward for the future..May Allah bless our marriage, our relationship and family..please grant us Your mercy in our life..today, tomorrow and forever.
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