Such a horrifying title, I know. I’ve told you that my step mom is the one in charge in preparing my wedding Ike: Countdown to D-Day dvdrip
, just like most moms of Indonesian weddings are. One of the evidence, you may wonder, is her ‘magical’ words “Just shut up and let me take care of the wedding prep” every time I suggest something (well, that’s not the exact line, but more or less). I mean, I’m one of the two main actors in this wedding, so don’t I have the right to include my ‘taste’ as well?
Now that I’ve been too familiar with her ‘mantra’, I just stop suggesting anything to my step mom. One of the reasons is also because I don’t really get along with her, in terms of communication. We never talk, unless there’s something to talk about. And by ‘talk’, I don’t mean “Let’s talk about my wedding dress, dear step mom. What do you think if I use my own dress?”
talk, but more like “Where’s the sugar?” talk. Seriously. I mentioned that I used to suggest a few ethical elements for my wedding to her, but that’s only if my dad is around (technically, I talked to my dad, but she’s the one who answered for him).
Meet the Parents For the past few months, I surveyed for and prepare several things, mostly by myself (with the help of Mr. H two of my good friends). And guess what, I’m guessing that my step mom has her own plan as well for my wedding. And we just never talk. Really, this has never been a situation I dream of. It now feels like a competition or something. Or even a crime. You may suggest me to try to keep talking to her and be patient, but I don’t want to. I’ve tried that, and the “Just shut up and let me take care of the wedding prep” has always been the reaction. I just want to get married, nicely.