Wearing Hurul Ain jubah and scarf set.
Selamat Hari Raya Haji everyone!!!!
Hope you had a blessed one with your loved ones.
It’s my first Raya Haji as a married person, and again we were faced with the “your family or mine?” argument which all married couples face. But I really can’t count my blessings enough. Both our parents live in KL and they even pray at the same mosque, so I got to be with both sets of families and I’m really happy.
The night before, we stayed over at Dean’s family’s house and hung out together while watching the takbir on TV. Had awesome Thai food before that and on the way back, we dropped by to kiss my parents. The morning of Raya, I woke up super early to help my MIL cook. Turned out she was done! Ishhhhh, too efficient! Next time, I won’t sleep so I won’t miss her. Haha.
Went to the mosque together and got scolded for using my phone in the mosque (not by MIL, but by a lady next to me who turned out to be a friend’s mom *face turning red*). In my defense, Toots beeped me FIRST to ask where I was sitting in the mosque. I was merely replying her. Pfttttt.
“Where are you? Are you late?”
“Hmmm hold on let me count. Ok, middle section…. 6th row…”
“I’m in the 6th row, right section.”
Not replying her anymore because this is the masjid.
“I’m sticking my head out to the left. I don’t see you. Are you sure you’re 6th row?”
“Yes…one, two, three, four, five, six… I’m in the 6th row!”
Then I see a head frantically dancing above other heads in the row in front of me.
Toots is waving.
“You’re in the 7th row. That is sooo 7th row.”
“Haha —- “
“Enough with the phone. This is the masjid, dear.” A lady next to me spoke up. Soft and kind, but stern.
LEARNT MY LESSON!
(On a more serious note, I totally agreed with the lady. Served me right!)
Out of fear and embarrassment, I edged closer to MIL for some comfort. Haha. After solat and khutbah, we went back to eat our hearts out. Then Dean and I adjourned to my parents’ house to spend the rest of the day with them. Slept over too! I hung out with my sister and we were both so tired towards the evening, we just slept like old times. Toots was supposed to come over, but both of us slept through the day!
This year, Dean did a Korban for our families and both our parents. I just felt so grown up and it’s definitely a big “first” in my life. May Allah bless our families.
To conclude my Raya, it was awesome.
I embraced the new times…..
and cherised the old times…..
Hope you guys had a good Raya and a nice long weekend, too!
Anyway, Selamat Hari Raya! Maaf Zahir Batin from the bottom of my heart.