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

my dad is about to set a bleketepe. a Javanese symbolic to avoid bad things entering the house

sungkeman. asking permit to parents because the bride-to-be are getting release her single life

for siraman procession

dawetan. a Javanese philosophy. parents giving the complexity of their daughter to the families, so the daughter would obedient to God, eventually

Fahmi, my bestman

the groom, Hendragita. and his bestman, R. Galih (Brewok)

Uje, my bestman. and Ira, my bridesmaid. can’t imagine my life without them :’)

his bestman

akad nikah procession

taken by Albert Sumilat

my bestman and bridesmaid

yes, both of us can’t dance. hahhaha

my beautiful bridesmaids

Bavuc

Fond

OK Karaoke

Aljabar

Bembi, my favourite dj