Thursday, September 22, 2016

After the Engagement..

Dear Diary,

It has been almost few weeks after my Engagement and Alhamdulilah, everything went well. Somehow...And Syukur Alhamdulilah, I am officially engaged to the love of my life. /:)

I didn't prepare much trays for his side because, I was doing everything on my own and everything felt so rushed. Trust me, it would be easier if Mama was around but I just have got to live with it. I must thank a lot of people who have helped me here and there. And if you follow me on Instagram, you all know who you are actually. I have thanked them personally on Instagram and through text as well. Hehe! May Allah SWT bless all of you people for helping this anak yatim.


And this is the dulang/tray that my friend, Eileen helped me made from scratch. We did using Styrofoam pieces and pieced all of them together, with LOTS of hardwork and for daysssss okay. The grass carpet was from Daiso. I didn't spend much on the dulang because obviously mostly were recycled items. I was supposed to borrow the traditional dulang from a friend but last minute kene paitao and none of my relatives have the dulang. I wanted to rent but one dulang almost cost me about 10 bucks per rental. Imagine having 5 dulang-dulang = $50. No way. That is almost the cost of my engagement baju. And for me, I think buying the traditional metal tray would be space-consuming at home because I'll only be using them twice in a lifetime, (engagement and wedding) and then what do you want me to do with the tray after that?

I was very much pleased with everything when I was told that my dulang look rather kesian. I felt humiliated, I felt sad, I felt stupid, I felt pathetic. Nobody have no idea how much I spent doing this with my friend, thinking about this each time, especially when I had to do everything on my own and then such comment were thrown at me. People might mean well..but sometimes, it is just the way how it is being expressed to me and sometimes I wonder, if such comments were necessary, if you understand someone's plight. But whatever it is, looking at this picture..I am so proud of it. To me, my tray is beautiful, unique and modern. Period.


And this was from the guy's side to me. I felt so paiseh because initially, I didn't expect them to bring more dulang because the way D always told me "My side is going to exchange just the ring and hantaran aje, nothing more. And the rest maybe one or two gubahan from my aunties or relatives gitu. Just my relatives aje, not a lot of people". ONE or TWO. ONE or TWO. Not a lot of people. And I'm not sure how the tradition is but some people said, the girl is supposed to give more dulang to the guy. But looking at this, you could have already guessed who gave more. I almost fainted. But I am not so the traditional kind or the law-by-law kind of person. For as long as it doesn't says in the Qur'an that girls have to give more dulang, I'm not going to let it bother me much. Furthermore, it doesn't even state in the Qur'an that we need to exchange gifts either.


And then another thing that made me panic is when & how the ring was supposed to be put on. I have measured the ring using the finger on my left hand when I was with D and he, himself, never bring up about this issue, about whether it should be placed on the right or left hand's finger. But anyway, of course, my fiancé can never be harap when it comes to this kind of thing. So after the ring was being placed on during the engagement, I was told by some, for Malay traditions, the ring was supposed to be placed on the right hand and not left. Because left hand is tangan cebuk, the hand use for "dirty stuff" and the right hand is more appropriate because it is more "cleaner". That make sense somehow and my heart almost stopped. I thought to myself "Shit! What have I done wrong again this time?" I got scared and I panic but still keeping my calm somehow. So I tried to whisper and asked some people around me on that day, and they told me it doesn't matter where the ring is being placed on.

I couldn't stop thinking, so went to google and I found this,

1) Coming from this source it says:-
It doesn't matter where the ring is being placed, depends on your own liking. But usually engagement ring goes on the left and wedding ring goes on the right.

2) And this source:-

Menurut ulama Hanafi, Maliki, dan Hambali, memakai cincin di tangan kiri itu lebih afdol. Sholih bin Ahmad (putra daripada Imam Ahmad) meriwayatkan pendapat Imam Ahmad bin Hambal, “Memakai cincin di tangan kiri lebih aku sukai” (Masa-il al Imam Ahmad 2/208). Beliau menegaskan bahwa hadis yang memerintahkan untuk memakai cincin di tangan kiri lebih kuat dari sisi sanadnya. Yang beliau maksudkan adalah hadis dari sahabat Anas bin Malik radhiyallahu’anhu,

كان خاتم النبي في هذه، وأشار إلى الخنصير من يده اليسرى

‘Nabi biasa memakai cincin sebelah sini’, beliau mengisyaratkan pada jari kelingking tangannya sebelah kiri” (HR. Muslim no. 2095)

 Guess I am somehow saved this time. Phew! ^:)^

And I find the cameraman didn't pretty much do a good job although he was nice lahhh. Some old, classic, traditional poses I was made to do that I became a laughing stock to some of my friends. Smirking smiley And then he was so "eager" in taking photos that he kiap my cake and it became lopsided. Hurmph So so upset when I saw my engagement cake that way. Furthermore, I customized it specially for D sehhh! Chelsea cake. His favourite football team.
And look at the way how he took picture of the ring being sarung. Can't even see the ring.  I don't know whether to laugh or cry seeing this picture. Maybe both.  

Talking about cake , this part too. Earlier part of the engagement day, when I asked Ayah for help just to send me over to Woodlands to collect my engagement cake and Yishun to collect the food that both my colleagues have ordered for me, it became an issue for him. Haiz! So many things happened in one day. But anyway, here was all the food on that day,









Epok-epok ordered by Anita
 
Marble cake ordered by my Manager








I didn't even get to eat much because I was afraid that my lipstick will wear-off. Haha! My make-up was on point on that day. So happy to see me-self that I don't even wish to remove the make-up. Hehe! My beautiful make-up was done by Trisha and Dania, Anita two beautiful daughters. I have to thank Anita and their two girls so so much for doing this for me. Honestly, I tried asking around for professional make-up artist and some charge up to $300. I mean, I do understand why it's expensive. The make-up they used, the brushes and all etc but it was over my budget. $200 being the cheapest by far but I really have to budget myself. I can do so much with $200. And to have my face "painted" for just a small & short one day event and then to remove it. It's like as if I'm throwing my $200 away down the drain. It's different if it's wedding you see. I was to the extent of being chinchai that I wanted to just do my own make-up, just anyhow je lah as long as I put some "colours" to my face. Lol! When Anita told me her daughters could do it for me without having me to pay them. But of course, I did give them a small amount of angpao, I wanted to give more but I'm afraid that my $ get "rejected". But they did an extremely great job, both of them literally work together to come up with my final look that even everyone told me that I look pretty on that day. (Oh so does D's aunt too, who mentioned again the week after our engagement when I saw her at her daughter's wedding. Hehehehe!) And for the first time I had a full pledge make-up on. Cehhh! Hahaha! I was just so happy seeing me-self the whole day. The contouring they did, the highlighting, the fake eyelash *bats eyelash* that even myself have no idea how to do it. Haizzz! To add on, some even charge an additional $80 for hairdo but the girls was so sincere, so ikhlas, so nice in helping me that they did my hairdo too for me including putting on the veil. I am truly blessed! But of course, this wouldn't be possible...the me-self being pretty without Anita and her two beautiful girls; with great talents. And come to think of it, I must be not pretty or mist be ugly ehhh on normal days without make-up. How come nobody praise me on normal days one???? Lol!

All in all, everything went okay. I mean I didn't expect things to go all perfect. I was expecting things like this to happen, some set-backs and etc etc etc. But what most importantly, it's over and now, we are officially fiancé and fiancée. Syukur Alhamdulilah!

Many thanks to those who have make doa for us. Many thanks to those who keep telling us to always always always have patience for one another till the big day. Hehe! Yeahs, so many things happened since we are engaged, literally.  I can literally too, roll my eyes 1000 times.

So, till the big day, Insyaallah!

XOXO,
Princess Azie Anni ♥

Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Dulang and the Preps

Dear Diary,

Things have been okay for now, Syukur Alhamdulilah. Not sure if I will fall back into depression. =X Not that I am having one or facing one but there are just some gloomy days I feel especially with the absence of my mom.

And at this very moment, I am just counting down to the number of days left where I will be somebody's fiancé. LOL!

Honestly, I can't believe we will ever reach this far and this phase in life. Yeahs? Engaged to the man I never thought I'll marry since...our history wasn't a pretty picture. Engaged to the man..not even my first love. Hahaha! But Alhamdulilah. Prayers after prayers. Tahajjud after Tahajjud, Allah SWT has answered my prayers. Not exactly in the way I wanted it to be initially; like fairytales. But it is exactly what is best for me. Thank you Allah.

My colleagues have all been such a sweetheart for me, settling my engagement stuff. Trust me, it wasn't easy without Mama. I have to do everything on my own. But not really on my own now, with the help of my friends, colleagues and my relatives, so many people that is helping me, I was overwhelm with the blessing Allah SWT have granted me. Syukur Alhamdulilah. Amin.

So my dulang is OBVIOUSLY handmade. HAHA! Well, dulang is Tray in English. We couldn't get the real dulang because not many people have the dulang nowadays, some told me to rent it which is costly, one dulang can cost me $10 the cheapest and then to buy it, nahhh. Not for a one off or two off thing. It'll be wasted and left to collect dust after that. And to ask someone to do it for us, I bet the price will be even costly. So yes, I let my creativity flowssssss and I handmade the dulang myself with the help of my colleague, mostly Eileen who settle my dulang.

Besides all the dulang nowadays have many many different style, not necessary the metal tray anymore. Hurhur!

Mine look something like this. Yeahs!

We bought everything from Daiso. The dulang is made out of Styrofoam box which I got it from my workplace (save cost), so it's not heavy, just a light one. But with the gubahan and decoration on top, it will be able to give some weight to the dulang. Hehehe!

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Previously Adik had her outfit tailor-made and it cost about 90 over dollars. But I wanted to keep it as low cost as possible, so got my engagement outfit from Natalielabella during the Hari Raya sales and it cost me only $50. Lalalala~

For food, my auntie is helping me to cook just some simple dish, to save cost. Well, more awesome dish when we get married okay? Hehehe!

Till here, I don't want to blabber too much and give away too many details since the day is not over yet. Lol! Please make doa for the both of us. Your doa is greatly appreciated and I too, will make doa for you. May Allah SWT grant you happiness for all of you who have extend your well-wishes and make doa for the both of us.

So now D, are you excited and ready? Hehehe! See youuuuu soon love. Insyaallah, Amin!

XOXO,
Princess Azie Anni ♥

Friday, July 08, 2016

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri 2016

Dear Diary,

I hope it's not too late but Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir & Batin to all my blog readers.


I would like to take this opportunity to sincerely apologize if I have wronged any one of you, hurt you guys with my words or action wise intentionally or unintentionally all these times. Let's reset the counter to 0-0, kosong-kosong. Hehe!

This year my family decided to go green. Actually we wanted the darker green colour but we went to look for our baju kurung a little bit too late. By then, as you know, the prices may have went down quite a bit but the sizes are mostly gone. After like days and days, hours and just hours of baju kurung hunting, my family decided to settle for a lighter green, your ketupat kind of colour which can accommodate both the sizes for Ayah and Muhammad as well as mine.

06 July 2016

Been so tired lately because I did the cooking and the ketupat on my own, except that Ayah helped me to weave most ketupat and I did the tightening, and the filling of the rice grain andddddd...the boiling of ketupat for 5 hours on my own. Tskkk!

And the night before I followed my bestfriend and her family to Geylang and left the place only at 1am. After which, headed to her house and she did for henna. It was very pretty with heart-shaped design and I truly love it. And I went home like around 6am in the morning and that's when the series of ketupat happened. Lol!

So yesterday, I felt really tired back to work. My body-self is being cranky and I have been having diarrhea, slight fever and I have been rejecting food. I want to eat because I feel hungry but I keep vomiting that I give up in eating. I guess exhaustion got the better of me. And tomorrow is the weekends, it also mean that I will be back to jalan raya-ing again. Oh dear.

Till I write again.

XOXO,
Princess Azie Anni ♥



Sunday, June 19, 2016

Happy Father's Day, Ayah.

Dear Diary,

I actually do not know what to blog about. My life has become too routine that I don't find it any interesting to blog about anything. Unlike during those days when I was in Secondary School or Polytechnic days, every day there's something for me to blog about, to tell a story.

As I grow, I find myself to keep things to myself or just a few bunch of people knowing. My life is rather private now and I don't broadcast anything anymore that happened. Well, life. They are full of ups and downs. But I'm quite contented, with family and my husband to be, D. Insyaallah. Amin!

Since it's the fasting month, I have only been to the mosque once for one terawih, sadly. Compared to all my previous fasting month, I usually frequent the masjid often for terawih. Find myself, getting more and more tired nowadays. Haiyoz! Belum kahwin lagi.

And to Geylang once too.

I have yet to try the interesting food down there, because the queue itself can really turned me off. Errr! I really hate to wait especially if there's pretty long queue, and I don't have patience for such. But nevermind, hopefully when I go there again, I will TRY to queue for something interesting.

My family haven't decide what colour baju kurung we will be wearing this year. And this will also be my last time wearing the same colour as my family, sadly. Because when next year Hari Raya comes, I will be putting a new set of colour with my new family. Heeeeee! Insyaallah. Amin! Talking about this, gives me the jitters and excitement. Till here.

And yes, HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, AYAH.

Thank you for being both my Mama & Ayah nowwww. I love you!

XOXO,
Princess Azie Anni ♥
#PrayforAzie

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

14 June 2016

Dear Diary,

Today mark a year of the passing of my mom. Only Allah SWT knows how I feel. Deep in my heart I'm missing her so much. I feel so alone without her. Sometimes, I hate myself for being so close to her because in the end, I think of all people, I felt the biggest impact of losing her.

Nobody knows the every Chemotherapy session I spent with her, the things we say, we do, we exchange during that session.

Nobody knows how she always decide to text me and call me first when she is pain, it got me panic and scared and how I would just rush back home from in the middle of work.

Nobody knows how I sacrificed my tiredness and work every Sunday just to get more annual leaves because it was finishing, so I could use it for her emergency.

Nobody knows the hours I would wait for her at A&E.

Nobody knows every behind CT Scan results, how my heart crash into pieces when the results always showed other wise, yet I put up a brave front, showed her my happy smile and tell her everything is going to be alright.

Nobody knows the every treatment, I sent her to. I see her through the needles and injections of Chemotherapy and her endless blood test. Those biopsy pain. The insulin injection. The injection that make her cry. I see through all that.

Nobody knows that every lunch break I have at work, I would ran to surprise her in the hospital with food when she is admitted, so that she would at least eat because she hated the hospital food. After which, I rushed back to work and visited her again when I end work.

Nobody knows how she would tell me things that make her upset and make me give in to everybody so that everyone could have peace.

Nobody basically knows how she cried her tears and heart out, that final moment when she is in the doctor's room, knowing everything seems to not be okay.

Nobody knows when she always calls me at 3am in the morning, sometimes in pain that she cried and made me cry too, and sometimes telling me she saw me with 2 people, it was angel that she must have seen, knowing by then, it was just days before she left.

Nobody knows how she wants me to wheel her down to the first floor in the wheelchair because she wanted the sun. :') And covered herself with a blanket. It made me laugh.

Nobody get to feel the pain and hurt I feel when the doctor came right up to me and say "I'm sorry, she got 3 months left."

Nobody knows what happened the last few nights when I spent with her sleeping in the hospital together just to accompany her. How she would wake up every minutes not comfortable sleeping, how she would sing the night away and talking to me like a child would.

Nobody.
Nobody.
Nobody.

Nobody knows the emptiness I feel when she's gone.

While everybody move on with their life yet remembering her from time to time, but here I am still stuck missing her so badly, wishing she is here with me right now. Because why? I am here FOREVER alone without her. It sucks being me sometimes.

But I have always redha. I'm always glad that I get to share many moments with her while she was still around. And that very part of me no matter how I hated myself, I feel blessed and thankful for. Thank you Allah SWT for everything that you have made written in my life. You always have a plan for us, the best of all planner and You knows best, the almighty, the all-knowing.

Tawakkal.

I hope you make me a person with greater strength to go through your test and obstacles. And make me calm, more and more redha with every little passing fate that is written for me. Amin!

XOXO,
Princess Azie Anni ♥