This isn’t strange for me, why?, Because I have heard so many people talk about their experiences on their wedding night, the entire preparation of their wedding and how they felt during the celebration. I thought I have become emotionally strong after lot’s of these experiences shared by many couples. I thought mine will be different since I have known what it feels like on that day. But my heart seriously fail me. But why?, I don’t even know, maybe it’s because its My First Time Getting Married.
This is my beautiful story of its My First Time Getting Married experience.
It’s a bright new day in my LIFE, a happy day and my day for that matter.
I probably waked up from the right side of the bed. Feeling soundy, healthy and joyful at the same time. But why?, Because its My First Time Getting Married and I can’t wait to have a taste of the experience.
All set and both at the reception and at church. But first, everything seems like a movie to me. I pitched my self several times to make sure I’m not really dreaming, that I’m experiencing a reality. Me Karlotta?, Getting married?, To my dream man?, Wow. I smile and continue my joyful song.
My Asoebi’s are fully ready and well prepared. I got dressed up and was escorted to the beautiful range rover sport that was recently acquired by my man for my big day. It was as if I’m still dreaming, but I’m not.
I raised a small glass of mirror given to me by my girls to look at my self in the mirror and shouted, “wow“, its My First Time Getting Married” and I really can’t wait. “Karlotta let’s do this“, I said to myself.
All eyes on me as I was stepping down the ranger rover sport at the church. The atmosphere suddenly changed at the sound of my presence. It was like a magic to me, I couldn’t believe the crowd curiously looking at the car door to see who’s stepping down.
I stepped down, walked majestically to the church and everything took off. Of course, we had a “you may kiss your bride” section and it was…. Let me not go there.
After the church stage, it was now getting to noon and everyone seems to be waiting at the reception hall. OMG, I can’t wait for the big occasion.
As I stepped out from the church, everyone especially my friends and families who accompanied me to church were all cheering me up, karlotta, karlotta, karlotta. Oh damn.
The joy and smile in everyone’s faces gave me a separate goose hump, I felt like the happiest person on earth. Why?, Because Its My First Time Getting Married. We all entered into the car and drove off to the main event arena.
It was me, shaking and dropping tears of joy at our arrival in the reception hall. The crowd was hooooge. I mean so much hoooooooge, the “o’s” can explain how huge the crowd was in the reception hall. Its My First Time Getting Married,what do you expect?, Lol.
So we all came down, did all the rite always performed at the wedding reception hall, cut cake, eat, drink and dance till all our energy got exhausted. I don’t regret anything because its My day, after all I will be having enough time to rest with my hubby.
It’s getting late, I took the mic and briefly thank everyone that came to support me and make my big day a memorable one, including my family and friends, and many gifts were presented to me also. I took them and thank everyone.
Its down and we had to get going, we jumped into our range rover and drove off to home. At around 10pm after a bath refreshment, with white towel tied around my chest and me sitting in our matrimonial bed waiting for hubby to finish up so we can have the remaining fun meant for couples.
I was so curious to see him and taste it for the first time, why was I even curious?, Because Its My First Time Getting Married.
Fictional story by Bright Tobias.