Second, prayers and takbirs here is also different. The takbirs is in monotone and the khutbah is in arabic. I couldn't understand a word despite learning arabic for a good whole 9 years in my school days. What a waste. I feel like such a nimwit. And the prayer, they did it according to Imam Hanafi's mazhab. We went to the mosque near our house. We didn't managed to do our prayers with the rest of Malaysia at the embassy because Fairuz had to shoot straight back to work after that. So it was quite an experience.
Although Eid isn't the same like those days when we were young students, we do managed to do an open house a week later. Fairuz was really a doll. He's a big helper in the kitchen. So he cooked chicken and also beef rendang (a traditional malay cuisine) in one night. And I cooked kuah kacang and lontong. We even made our nasi impit (ermm...squashed rice?) from scratch by cooking the rice in the cooker and squashed those rice in small microwave tupperwares. In a LOT of small microwave tupperwares. Now that's what we called pure squashed rice huh?.
I'll show you guys some of our Eid pictures. And oh! look at the weather on that day!
Embassy Open house
Eid is still here right?! Good. Coz I'm going food hunt now in the middle of the night. Hehe