I have lived outside my country for 95% of my life, moving from one strange place to another. The only source of cultural heritage was my parents, and occasionally my extended family whenever I go back to Indonesia during the summer. Summer of 2017, I had the opportunity to reconnect with my heritage -  a concept I try hard to embrace and yet still seem to be slipping away from my identity. Born to a Betawi mother and a Javanese father, I explored one half of my identity in the form of a traditional wedding. The wedding comprehensively demonstrated the steps Betawi people took to bring not only two people, but two families together. 

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