At The Age of 30

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GOD is great. My dream comes true at the moment I expected. True story. Let me tell you a little. When I was teenager, it was only me in my pack, who didn’t want to get married at a young age. As you know, almost every woman (at least in our country) wants to get married at a young age (between 22 – 25).

So, at that time, I had thought the ideal age is 30. That’s a cool age to start settling down. Haha. And so, at 12.13.14 (December 13th 2014), I finally married to this guy. A dashing friend —who knows—being my husband. My wedding was the wedding that I dreamed for. Small, simple, modest, and wore beautiful white gown. White is not really common in traditional Javanese wedding. Because it usually in a bold color and glamorous merry. But in my opinion, white gown is a simply what most girls dreamed when they were little, including myself. No matter their race or nationality background. Moreover, I wore my mom’s kebaya (rework by Cinobi) for akad nikah to the afternoon reception, which she wore it when she had hers at May 29th 1983. What a priceless moment for me. :’)

Here are some pictures from that moment. From siraman ceremony (Javanese ritual to shower the bride), midodareni (kind of bridal shower; girlfriends came to visit the bride-to-be at night before the wedding, at her last day as a single girl), akad nikah (Islamic marriage ceremony), afternoon reception for families and colleagues, and evening-casual-reception for our friends. Absolutely a memorable tying the knot for us. Entirely I thank God for sending me best friends been there doing all the great things for me. :’)

Anyway, if you keep scrolling down and the pictures are getting sprung, yes, that is because the photographers were getting drunk that time….

*pictures: Circle Visual | edited: monsterkopi