December 7th was an important day for my bro Zul in his life. It was the day he officially being tied with someone who he knew for quite some time. The engagement ceremony was held with modest, simple and straight forward. It has made an event that could be very as complicated as it could be, an easy task.
We at first, were quite anxious about what could be, as the girl family is from Lambor, Perak, which in everyone knowledge, a pure Perak dialect speaking people. We, as a Perakian people too, however are used to Kedah dialect as many other Northern Perakian do. Me, myself have a funny experience interacting with a pure Perakian speaking old man. I would save that story later, but the moral of the story, it is difficult for us to understand one bit of what they are saying. But for that day, things become easy when their family understood the situation and made our life easier with speaking a non dialect language.
Everyone was there for the big event for Zul, except for Andak who did not make it. We daparted around 10.30am and heading towards Jelapang, and later turning towards Lumut. We passed UTP and UiTM Seri Iskandar where me and Zul were studying not a long time ago. I personally could see the different between now and then, many things had changed and developed. A food thing for Seri Iskandar.
We later made a stop at a Mosque at Seri Iskandar, which happened to be a ‘ghost’ mosque. The building is superb, but it is struggling to get the first ‘saf’ full for a Zuhor prayer. In fact, without us stopping there, there would be only 2 persons performing Zuhor jemaah at the mosque. It could because of Raya holiday and many people balik kampung. Who knows?
After performing Zuhor, we were up and ready for the event of the day. Taking a left turn at SMK Dary, and passing pekan Bota, which I’m quite familiar about the place. I used to go for its morning market, buying vegs and fish for lunch during my stay at a friend house. I was trying to figure out where my friend house was, while passing the area. Obviously I could not remember, it was a quite long time ago. Just a few minutes later, we arrived at Wahida house, just around the corner. It was a simple and modest wooden house, a traditional Malay house. Many people were already there, waiting for us. It was around 2.15 pm, and we were welcomed for the lunch, since everyone already hungry. It was better that way, rather having to wait till the ceremony to ends, we would end up with tight face, having to hold the empty tummies.
I was up and ready with the camera to capture the moments, below are some pics taken during the events, enjoys..