[Two Months Later]
On a breezy pleasant morning, some people were busy preparing something. The fairly luxurious house they worked at was decorated with various flowers, four chairs and a complementing table in the middle. Above the table, a complete necessity for praying was framed. Pretty with its curves and figures.
A dowry.
The pastel colors were captured so beautifully on each presented gift, neatly lined up under the entourage of the groom. This house, too, was reportedly bought by the groom and will be occupied immediately with his bride. A newly-wed sanctuary, if you will.
After the invitee, consisting of family, colleagues, and close friends, seated on their respective chairs, the bride stepped out. Wrapped in a modern kebaya[1] dress, hung wonderfully down to her entire body. She was covered in soft peach colors.
