Wedding Trip 2

Saturday -- So this was the big day. My sister's wedding. It just reminded us of our wedding that happened a long time ago. One month and twenty two days ago to be exact.

It's like we went through the whole process again, except that at the end we did not count the angbaos. We woke up early, we went to Jakarta early, my wife did some make up, I prepared the ang baos, my dad called and organized the family, and my mom complained how tedious the whole process was, it's all the same. Well, except that at the end we weren’t the ones who count the angbaos.

My mom was getting better and did not puke anymore. She finally decided to go to a Doctor. She never likes going a Doctor. But she after a while she finally went anyway, because after much consideration, she decided that us pushing and nagging her to go to the doctor was more annoying than the sickness itself. So she went, got her medication and got better.

Then we started the tea ceremony. For those of you who are not accustomed to Chinese tradition, tea ceremony is a ritual where the bride and groom serve tea to the elders so that after the many years they have been nurtured, the couple can show to the elders that, from the bottom of their hearts, the couple really wants their angbaos.

After the tea ceremony, we started the wedding ceremony, which was opened with the processional of the bride and groom, and ended with my feet got cramped.
It's because I needed to stand during the whole event. I had to be in the hosting team, who greeted the guests, entertained them, etc etc. So there was a little time for me to sit. But at the end the whole process went out smoothly and everybody was happy. Except when I saw the couple brought home their angbao boxes.