My junior-senior high schoolmates Rela and Futih are getting married on 22nd November; I never thought before that they would continue their relationship, even getting married!! Surprise!! and yes, they were dating in high school and separated during college time but united as bride and groom in the end. Such a lovely story that happens in the friend cycle.
I went to Bandung on Friday and had an appointment with Pici and Yanto (her original name is Deanty, but sometimes we call her Dea, Deanto, Yanti, or Yanto) at Dipati Ukur because Pici has a seminar in UNPAD. It’s my first meeting with Yanto since her comeback from Nijmegan Holland after finishing her S2.
After prayer, we went to late lunch, and Pici picked Nasi Goreng Mafia as our meal of the noon. We came innocently, chose our menu with the lowest level, and were surprised by the taste. For us, it’s the spiciest nasi goreng that was eaten. We couldn’t stop drinking and regretted not seeing the unlevel meal.
We used DAMRI from UNPAD to Cileunyi, continued by bus from Cileunyi to Garut (Tarogong Mosque), then took Andong / sado / Delman, a.k.a kuda to Pici house, aka Mile Base Camp. We’re gossiping about ourselves and one another in a way to Garut and continued at Pici. Icunk came after Isya, and we spent the rest of the night gossiping again, hehe…
As usual, we took much time using makeup things and veils; I don’t say it’s wasted time, but it needed much more time than I thought. Uyun came to pick us up; previously, we planned to use Andong to the reception building. Just to feel Garut air.
Actually, we came late at 10.00 AM, but the bride and the groom just finished their Akad. We watched their ceremony while waiting for our friend. As we know, a moment wouldn’t be complete without photos, so we are busy capturing moments, selfies, and groupies. Also, with the baby, if there is any.
It’s time for the bride to throw the hand bouquet to the single one. But, even though most of my friends are single, no one gets the hand bouquet. It was thrown to one single lucky man, who was known later as a colleague friend of the groom. We put our disjointness in the deepest of our hearts hehe We just want it as photo property, not as a sign of marriage or bride-to-be in the soon. Because we all live, our marriage happens by ourselves and god hand. Just for fun 🙂
After food tasting around, we’ve got a full tummy. Seriously, many food stands are teasing us without any exceptions. And as usual, we couldn’t have to force the curiosity. We took photo grouping in the photo booth, which was deserved by the guest; of course, we all had a little fight after getting the photo result; everyone wanted the best shot in their stunning outfit.
We went to Shanty house near the Great Mosque of Garut after Rela’s reception; she finished junior high school with us and then moved to a regular senior high school in Jakarta. But the friendship never ends, right? A friend always has a place and will accept it no matter what. So, there we are…
The main reason for coming is we want to see Shanty’s baby boy, Andra. We’ve just seen him on Path for so long, and now we have a chance to meet him. My friends, such as Beye, Hani, and Nurma busy immediately taking care of Andra. So are we, busy sharing how we live our lives. Then, Shanty left us to head to another reception in Bandung; we stayed for a while before deciding to go back.
Beye asked me to spend the night in her house at Garut and go to Cipanas in the morning before taking a bath. I really want it so badly, but I need to go home in the morning and reject her offer. I am staying (again) at Pici’s house.
I went to Bandung in the morning to my sister’s rented house in Riung. I need to change more than 2 transportations before reaching her.
Garut-Bandung by Primajasa (Garut-Bekasi) stop in Rancaekek,
Rancaekek-Cileunyi by Angkot,
Cileunyi–Cibiru by Angkot,
Cibiru-Cicadas by Angkot,
Dago-Riung by Angkot; at that time, I just walked
Actually, I can use a minibus from Rancaekek to Cibiru, but I forgot 🙁
Ok, it would be a tough week.
