It's not everyday you get a wedding invitation to Nik Izham's wedding. He was the shyiest guy in our Form 6 class. It's been literally years since I last saw him. So when my best friend cancelled his birthday dinner plans last Saturday, I made a split second decision to actually go to my old schoolmate's wedding, even though it was already 6.30pm, and the wedding started at 8.00pm... in Melaka! I wasn't even dressed yet. Melaka, at the least is 1 1/2 hours away from KL. So I would have to leave immediately if I want to get there in time.
My bf had some funeral to go to or something so he couldn't drive me. I call up my other old school mates invited to the wedding, hoping to get a ride, but they were already on the highway. So I had to drive alone, all the way, about 80-90km to Melaka.. at night.. alone. But I was up to the challenge. I showered, got dressed in a rush, did not do my hair, did not put on any make up (I figured I'd do it in the parking lot when I arrived), and left my house a little before 7.
In the invitation, it's stated that guests should arrive at 7.45 pm.
I drove like a mad woman. When I got to the highway, I was doing 120-140km/h all the way. It was so damn freaky. I've never felt the wheel of my car shake like that before. The highway had no lights, and I thought the journey would never end... it felt like if I kept on driving, sooner or later my car would fall into the sea at the tip of Johor.
Like a miracle, I arrived in Melaka at 8.06 pm. Whew. Parked my car at the hall around 8.15 pm. Was in the hall seated and reunited with my buddies before the bride and groom arrived. We even got to sit at the VIP table! Wow. And that's not all... I got the biggest shock of my life (and all my friends did, too, they kept telling me, "We just found out that she's different"), my old friend married someone much older than him, and who has 3 kids from a previous marriage. Wow. An instant father.
But he seemed very happy though, and the bride, too. And he was happy to see me make it. I was happy, too. I rarely do such crazy things (like drive at 140 km on the highway), but this was worth it. It was nice to meet up with everyone again. And at least when the night was over, I didn't have to drive alone... (I didn't even have to drive actually, someone else drove my car for me... ) All in all, I'd say it was a productive weekend.
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