Sunday morning, the residents of the house were busy enough to prepare themselves. Prepare to attend an invitation from relatives. I'm still sleeping lazily on the long sofa, thoughts running wild giving me two options: "Do I coming or not?"
I don't like coming to weddings. The crowd makes you dizzy, the good food places are always crowded, the women makeup as beautiful as possible, manipulate their faces in such a way to be charming. For some reason, I always feel fake at weddings. If it's not a close friend or relative, it's too lazy to just attend.
The party is a celebration. Including the wedding party, being grateful for the occurrence of a sacred bond between a male and female couple. Words that bind two humans to live together. Breaking that bond, (if I'm not mistaken) is the only lawful thing that God hates.
However, at this time the wedding party does not seem to be a form of gratitude. It turned into a festival of prestige, where people displayed their best goods and even became a measure of the social status of the family hosting the party. So, where did this tradition come from?
The wedding party makes the husband and wife experience life like a royal family for one day. The guests also felt like they had received an invitation from the royal family. This is the festival of fakes! Everyone feels a pseudo-social status in one room. An over-the-top celebration of sacred words.
It is difficult to understand why society forms this kind of culture. If you don't hold a "wow" wedding, it means that your family is poor, despicable, unrespected, and so on. In fact, what is even worse, if there is no party, it is considered not born of pure love, but because the baby is attached to the uterine wall outside of marriage.
I was thinking of lower-middle-class people a hundred years ago. To get married, it seems that you don't have to bother being king, preparing the place, the food, and all the details. It is enough to call the penghulu, several witnesses, and close relatives. The party does not need to be prepared in advance. Just prepare what is there.
What a beautiful era it was! An era in which material shortages are not an insult. The era of honesty is worshipped. The age when hypocrisy is not accepted. I want to live like that. Where a sacred and sacred promise does not need to be burdened with so much money. Where the material is not a measure of social status!
Ah, I'm really lazy to come to the wedding party. Not for the complicated reasons above. It's just, I miss the loneliness that has been missing the last few months. My definition of vacation is not going to parties, malls, cafes, bars, or any other place. My best vacation is not hanging out with some friends to share stories and laugh together.
My definition of vacation is lying lazily on the bed. Chat with video games at will. Leaving the room only to eat and shower. Sometimes I go out to buy cigarettes. But, the most quality holidays are when the mind has intercourse with an interesting book. A book that can convert one day with more than 100 pages. A book that mixes imagination and reality. This is the best vacation.
