The Wedding of 'em All (updated)

Update:

'Yup it's me..But don't expect more comments from me, u know me, I'm not a blogger kind of man..hehehe.. And to all of you, thank you for all your wishes and doa's..buy URTV Jan 15 edition for more news. hehehe (self promo)' - Badrul Izhan Yeop Abdullah

Ya Heard him. The man hath spoken. Now go get 'em...hehehe...

Original Post.

Not that I’ve been away for long. Left the house on Monday morning and only came back late yesterday after busy-bodying myself to a 2-day wedding celebration. we’re still very much in the month of December, remember?

Now this is no ordinary wedding when I would normally wheel in and show my face, get myself completely stuffed, take some pictures with the bride & groom, eat some more before taking off shortly after and you don’t hear anything from the couple again till at least the wife is well into her 5th month of pregnancy. No, nothing like such wedding.

This entry is a dedication or some sort, to the groom. A very dear cousin of mine.

He’s not just a cousin, but someone whom I spent a lot of my childhood days with. This was the guy responsible for getting me into smoking my first puff, which was a stick of JPS stolen from his dad. Back during the internet-less days, he was also the one to first introduced me to the world of porn magazines, which until now I completely have no clue where he got them from.

But he wasn’t just about being a delinquent. Being together on most weekends and school holidays, I was encouraged by him to join in together for Muqaddam recital session, and through the same ustaz, Ustaz Abu Hassan, I was given the lesson of performing solat the proper way in a very early stage. So not all things bad. I remember during the ’86 Mexico World Cup, it was my first time ever to stay up late with him waiting for games. And what do you know, with the adults already very much snoozing away in their rooms, we decided to heat up the wok and cook our own version of fried rice in order to keep ourselves awake. The result was bad but who cares, we dug it anyway. And that was the only time I enjoyed cooking.

Even during my teenage years, we spent quite a lot of weekends together. And come to think of it, he was also the one who introduced me to my first ever girlfriend through a mutual friend. We used to double-date too. Such was our closeness.


Trust me, we went through and did way more than what could ever be published anywhere, let alone a children-friendly blog like the Let’s Go Land. Fuck, no way man.

So anyway, naturally for being closely related, he and his family was there sticking by my side when tragedy struck. When friends came and went, he was there all the time, right from the moment I was sent to the hospital, warded to ICU till the day I was discharged. He was always there for the much-needed moral support.

Forward to 13 years later, he is still the same guy who fed me a bite of Murtabak when I was down and almost buried. After going through heck a lot of failed relationships, eventually he found someone and made up his mind to be with this girl for the rest of his life. Two weeks back, on the 15th, he successfully lafaz akad at one shot and now he’s officially a hubby to a sweet and petite young lady name Elle.

So to the loving couple, Badrul Izhan b. Yeop Abdullah and Suhaila, here’s wishing you both to greater years ahead together. Buckle up!

The pengantin, cousins and more cousins.