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More affairs in May and June

Now where was I? Oh yes, Part 2 of my affairs in May and June.

So I stopped off at Nadia's wedding reception that fell on a Thursday. To continue on, we have a double wedding celebration! Remember that cousin of mine who got married? Well, he is the younger of two brothers who got married and had their reception on the same weekend. After the younger one has been a married man for about a week, the elder brother tied the knot on Friday, 5th of June. I didn't get a chance to witness the akad that Friday night but I was there full force from Saturday onwards.

Buffy and I started from KL to Hippo that Saturday morning to make it in time for the elder brother's reception in the girl's side. A very unusual sight to see the both of us up and rarring to go by 8.30am. We arrived in Hippo at 10.30am with enough time for breakfast and to get ready for the convoy.

Here's my cousin in his wedding garb. The best man is also my cousin. Don't they look all grown up?

Buffy in the car on the way to the bride's house.
Can you tell that we're anticipating the hot atmosphere at the bride's house?

Just enjoy the next few photos...

Then when we got home, our littlest star was giving us a show of a lifetime. :)
Bask in the cuteness of... Ameerul Hussin!

Here's a little vide-O capturing his further cuteness that day. Please ignore the background. That's just for props. :P

The next day, again we were up and about by 9.00am and we were off to our uncle's house where the bridegrooms were coming home with their new wives.

These are just a few photos of my family enjoying the wedding. Hehe!

Now, our family has a tradition as a form of ice breaking and to have a little fun at weddings. After all the protocol and the hard work, I suppose the elders thought it'd be a nice way to wind down the tension. Still, there were a few things that needed to be done for this. I present the 'Mandi Sampat'.

The kids in high expectation and anticipation of the mountains of fun they'd have.

Spot the water baloons? Those are just ONE of the weapons they have!

Me and my eldest cousin's daughter. We have gone bonkers!

They did the 'Mandi Sampat' in two waves. One for the elder brother and then the second one for the younger brother. I got totally drenched in the second wave. My GOD! Soaked right down to my tinies. Didn't take a picture of that coz I was just focused on one thing, to get home and change into dry clothes. Good thing our houses weren't that far off... Phew!

The happy couples. L-R: Danial + Rozi, Shukri + Fariha


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