Together with their families
Come find us under the frangipani, barefoot and a little early.
who is writing
Two people, in their own words.
Bride
A florist who cannot walk past a night market without buying something.
Groom
A surf instructor turned coffee roaster, up before everyone and cheerful about it.
chapter one
The days that quietly led to this one.
We met in a queue for the wrong ferry and spent the whole crossing arguing about music.
We got off at Sanur instead of Nusa Penida and stayed three days anyway.
Raka asked on an empty beach at dawn, having practised the whole walk there.
You found the kiss. Consider it yours.
the day draws near
2 days 02:24:35 to go
where & when
Every moment has its place — here is yours.
Dress code Linen and sandals
The path down to the deck is steep and green. Flat shoes, then change if you like.
Dress code Linen and sandals
One long table, food that keeps arriving, and dancing once the lanterns go up.
standing beside us
The ones who knew before we did.
Maid of honour
Anindya
Keeps the timeline, the tissues, and everyone's secrets.
Best man
Raka
Taught Raka to surf and has never once let him forget it.
Bridesmaid
Anindya
Cousin, roommate, and the reason there will be karaoke.
kept moments
Proof, in case anyone asks how it felt.
before you arrive
Everything else can wait — these, perhaps, cannot.
Please do. There is a shallow pool and someone watching it all evening.
The deck is teak and warm. Heels will sink, so bring something flat.
Rooms are held under Anindya and Raka until a month before the wedding.
More informationThe drive up from Denpasar takes about ninety minutes. Tell us your arrival and we will send someone.
Flying here is gift enough. If you insist, we are slowly filling a kitchen.
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Nothing would make us happier than your name on this page.
the last page
XOXO — now go tell them you’re coming.
With all our love, always.
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