The one-of-a-kind kenduri

So my brother's wedding reception went okay. Mak was hugely relieved when all was over and done with. Of course, any memorable kenduri would not be without drama - the caterers were not around to serve the food about an hour before the kenduri began, last minute cancellation of the kompang and bunga manggar procession, my youngest brother Adik was not sure how to fit the `tuan rumah’role that he had to undertake since Ayah and all the uncles were not around, having to attend to Tok's janazah. Oh, not to mention the ‘almost’ change of the wedding outfits – my brother almost agreed to wear something which clashed awfully with the theme color of the main table and the hall’s decoration, but the tailor managed to make some really last minute alterations on the originally agreed outfits.

Not all the audience were in the know about the demise of Tok, so some were really taken by surprise by the quiet procession of the bride and groom into the hall. Mak said they compromised by allowing the sound effect manager to raise the volume of instrumental music a little higher. And since they went to all the trouble of getting the 3 tiers wedding cake, they went on with the cake cutting ceremony too. Guests were served with a slice each, which still left quite a large portion of the biggest cake intact, and it was re-packed in the box, to be taken home. But alas – at the end of the night, the cake was nowhere to be found. Mak herself had not tasted it yet. Still Mak said – “alhamdulillah kek je yang hilang, bukan hadiah kahwin ke, duit ke, apa ke….” (Which reminded me of the Tommy Girl EDT that went missing from the bilik pengantin during my own wedding – hisy, takdak kerja lain ka jadi pencuri masa kenduri???)

Ayah and about 50-60 family members and relatives arrived from Putrajaya, after Tok’s funeral was over when some guests were already saying good bye to Mak. For a change, Abang signed an MoU with a Japanese company that night, after the 'acara wajib' of the kenduri ended. Something different than a normal kenduri – with business dimension added to a familial occasion. Which was okay too, since that event provided some extra time for Ayah and the late comers (some coming all the way from Kedah) to enjoy the food after attending Tok’s funeral.

Like Mak said – all’s well, ends well.
Alhamdulillah