This Ramadan too, there was a day that I’ll remember in my life. The day when my parents spent their time to break fasting with us in KL (not a something new actually), the day when on the first time I had told my parents about my boyfriend and the day when my dad so annoyed and asked me to call it off.
I wasn’t sure how he reacts but really certain on what was the reason behind it. For your information, my dad is actually religious man. Having a Chinese boyfriend wasn’t a good idea, unless you have a very sporting daddy. Starting that day, he called me almost every day just to ensure our relationship is ends. A bit annoyed, even he used to call me, but not every day like this.
I’m not a daughter that always give headache to my parents (I mean big big headache hehehe), but this time I don’t know why I was so hard and stubborn on my decision. Maybe because all this time, I just being a good follower in the family.
I had waited for so long to have a boyfriend, not that I don’t have any before, but to have someone that completes me as a women is not easy. Since I finished my secondary school (I think during my University time), I didn’t really into Malay man (sorry guys, no offend okay). Let me keep to myself the reason of me not to choose them but I can share one of the reasons here.
I’m not really fair type of skin, my color more to the original Malay girl, tan color to be exact. So if I married to Chinese guy, the percentage for me to have the baby with fair complexion is higher. Simple reason but concrete! Hehehe.
Okey, back to the story. I tried my best to convince my dad even I knew it was really hard to do it. So I make an effort to use the other way round and brought my bf to meet the rest of my family first. If they like him, my job will be much easier. So thank God, they like him especially my elders sister. Normally my parents will listen and approve whatever my sister said. To deal with her is much more trouble-free than my parents. In this kind of situation, to make used all the available resources is essential.
Thus I brought him back to kampong during Hari Raya even I knew that my dad will kill me instead. Once in the while to gamble and take a step that you will regret for the rest of your life, could give you a different perspective. At least I was trying than doing nothing. My bf also plays an important role as an actor in this conflict drama even you can see his face turn white in front of my dad. If we had a trophy for the best actor of the year, he will definitely win it.
At first, when my parents saw him, they didn’t say anything except just give ‘who-the-hell-he-think-he-is’ smile and went straight to the room. I was nervous and I lose count to my heart beat already. If the doctor was around, he must be surprise to see my BP goes up and I fainted with the blue face. Touch wood!
But the miracle happened during the dinner, my dad started to have a conversation with my bf. From the food introduction to the current issues, all made my nerves even stress. I think, my dad just trying his best to respect the guest during Hari Raya.
From the moment, my parents slowly like him and he really made my day. Thank God to accept my prayer throughout the Ramadan. I had never missed to pray that God will open my parents’ eyes to see the truth about our love. We are no longer young, we can’t wait any longer to build a family and live happily ever after. We just need the blessing from the elders and let us drive our life to where and how it will turn to be.
I’ll never forget this Ramadan and Aidilfitri as the beginning of my life. Mom & Dad, I’ll make you proud to my choice and this is the first and the last, I’m hoping.
Don't ask me why this picture turn that way.
He learnt to wear Pelikat
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