Alhamdulillah, at about 6.15pm yesterday Khaled and Fifi consecrated their marriage vows in a simple Aqad ceremony at the bride's house. Despite the prayers of all involved, the mild afternoon rain turned into a right earnest downpour in the evening. "It is Fifi's tears, bro...," commented Kamarul, "...because she will lose her single status today in the sight of God Almighty, the Prophet Muhammad(pbuh) and Facebook."
As promised, these are some pictures we were able to take last night.
|Finally, Khaled's family arrived suitably wet from the downpour, with his aunties|
and female cousins bearing his gifts on traditional dulangs (bronze trays),
consisting of non-traditional presents like an Apple iPad and a Nikon DSLR.
|And then... like a dying camel arriving at an Oasis of Love, the groom, attired in his family's|
traditional Arabic robes, arrives with a glitter in his eyes and a nervous smile.
|"Dig for oil, here!" says the Shaykh.|
(Hehehe. Khaled was actually asking where he was suppose to sit)
|And a few minutes later, out comes the blushing Fifi from the bridal room carrying|
a pretty bouquet of flowers. She will be sitting close by to witness the Aqad ceremony.
|The father comes over with some official forms from the Tok Kadi to be signed|
by the bride. With a brisk signature Fifi signs off her consent to marriage
and other assorted statutory declarations.
|With a single recitation, Khaled completes the Aqad successfully. Sorry, no pictures|
as I was behind him and concentrating real hard to listen to his recitation
of the contractual offer and acceptance of his marriage to Fifi.
|At the end, as in all weddings, happy smiles and poses all around.|
Such is life... Boy meets girl. Girl drives boy crazy. They get married.
Have a lovely sabbath, sunshine. We have the official reception to go to this afternoon, then the long drive back to Kuala Lumpur.
wa min Allah at-taufiq
Hate has no place in Islam
Love will show the Way