The Wedding: Week-before preps
Aug 7th, 2009 by Diar A.
I’m back for the story of my wedding. Let’s start from the craziness of the seven days before the wedding.
Starting Monday, Mr. H and I stopped meeting each other, just like the pingitan
tradition
I mentioned before. We still kept in touch through text, though.
Few people started staying at our home to prepare everything, especially the food. We didn’t hire any catering service for the wedding, so it took several women (mostly friends of my step mother’s) to do the cooking. Not to mention that we had tens of men from the complex to pray for the wedding on Wednesday evening.
On Thursday, the tent was built right in front of the house.
This is how it looked like on the D day:
No digging or anything needed to build the tent, so no soil was hurt. And the tent and stuff (the poles, the tarpaulins, the fabrics) were used many times by many prior couples, so definitely green, I suppose?
On the following day, the living room and a bedroom for the newlyweds were decorated. Here’s where my husband and I sat for hours during the reception (the decor in our borrowed-parents’ bedroom used the same wall fabrics):
Just like the tent, this kind of decor was previously used by many couples getting married before us (really, I’ve seen a lot like it), so it’s green, huh 
Only the small palm trees were real, while the flowers were all fake. The chairs on the left and right were for our parents. And the two boxes you see before the couple chair are the boxes for guests to put in their envelopes (what’s inside the envelopes? Money. Unfortunately, it’s no longer common for Indonesian people to give real gifts for newlyweds. Oh, and just so you know, the money is the bride’s parents’ right to use).
At first, my husband requested bamboo-based decor for the dais in the living room, but the makeup artist (who also handled the decor) thought that it didn’t fit our small living room, so well… this is what we got, yet we liked its simplicity. The tables for the food were also rented from the makeup artist’s team. But guess no one really listened to me (or they simply forgot): I requested brown hues with a little touch of green, but they gave brown hues with a little touch of maroon red. Still, I liked it. No need to sweat on the small stuff 
More stories to come
[The first three photos were taken by the bride, and the last two by the groom and the bride's friends]