A House of Love

Maxx-brides Honeymoon - - Feature - Text by Me­lani Se­muel | Pho­tos cour­tesy of Four Sea­sons Re­sorts Bali and by Sam Lee

Four Sea­sons has al­ways been my brother’s favourite re­sort: Ev­ery time he trav­els, it is most likely he will stay at a Four Sea­sons. Its qual­ity ser­vice and also its high stan­dards have en­am­oured my brother to the brand. Once he said, “If you stay at Four Sea­sons any­where, you know what to ex­pect, which is the best.”

When he got mar­ried, he couldn’t think of a bet­ter place to spend his last cou­ple of days as a bach­e­lor than Four Sea­sons Re­sort Bali at Jim­baran Bay. For the cou­ple of days that he would be with his ex­tended fam­ily, he wanted a place that would al­low all of us to spend qual­ity time to­gether yet still pro­vide the pri­vacy that we needed. The Res­i­dence Villa at Four Sea­sons Re­sort Bali at Jim­baran Bay fit­ted the bill per­fectly.

En­com­pass­ing more than 2,000 square me­tres of in­door and out­door liv­ing space just steps away from Jim­baran beach, the res­i­dence villa is a truly pala­tial res­i­dence with two storeys and four bed­rooms, and it was cav­ernous enough for the eight of us.

Stay­ing with us were our par­ents, my el­dest aunt from my mom’s side of the fam­ily and her hus­band – the cou­ple were due to es­cort my brother in a tra­di­tional cer­e­mony the mo­ment he left the villa to pick up his wife-to-be, and would also act as wit­nesses in the bless­ing cer­e­mony. Then there was An­ton – the best man, and my brother’s best friend since kinder­garten, and my best friend, Ika, who was go­ing to work her magic on us and do all of our makeup. It was a house full of love.

As we en­tered the res­i­dence villa, we were stunned by the mas­sive size of the property: The heart of the com­plex is the 18-me­tre-long swim­ming pool, sur­rounded by sun ter­races and trop­i­cal gar­dens. Three bed­rooms are lo­cated in the pavil­ions around the pool. These were per­fect for older people like my par­ents, aunt and un­cle, who some­times have prob­lems climb­ing stairs. They chose bed­rooms that were ad­ja­cent to each other – ideal for the pleas­ant ter­race in front of each bed­room that en­abled them to soak in the sun while still of­fer­ing shade.

My brother and An­ton chose the other ground floor bed­room just in front of my par­ents’. The bed­rooms over­looked the swim­ming pool and man­i­cured gar­dens with a bath­room and out­door shower in the se­cluded gar­den area. As for Ika and me, we girls needed more space so that was why we chose the mas­ter suite on the up­per floor, com­plete with its own liv­ing area and gor­geous en-suite bath­room. What more could a girl ask for?

The Res­i­dence Villa typ­i­fies the grace and sim­ple beauty of Ba­li­nese ar­chite­ture yet has the ameni­ties and state-of-the-art tech­nol­ogy ex­pected at a five-star re­sort. Open-air liv­ing quar­ters are lux­u­ri­ously fur­nished for re­lax­ation or en­ter­tain­ing. In­te­ri­ors in­clude a fully-equipped kitchen, li­brary, en­ter­tain­ment cen­tre and an ex­pan­sive liv­ing room with high ceil­ings. My mom, aunt, Ika and my­self made our­selves cozy at the li­brary and turned it into a make-up room, as in the morn­ing there would be four people plus the groom need­ing their make-up done. While that was hap­pen­ing, we got some very use­ful beauty ad­vice from my mom and aunt.

The over­all at­mos­phere at our villa was one of ut­ter seren­ity and re­lax­ation. There was the ubiq­ui­tous, yet gen­tle sound of run­ning wa­ter puls­ing down from the carved pool­side foun­tain. The

air was fra­grant with frangi­pani and the mood bor­dered on pure nir­vana. We spent all of our time at the res­i­dence villa with­out ever emerg­ing, as all of our needs, wants and de­sires were at our fin­ger­tips. The 24/7 but­ler was at our ser­vice to han­dle our ev­ery need. It was just what we wanted – the lux­ury of hav­ing noth­ing to do at all, but re­lax­ing in the villa, en­joy­ing each other’s com­pany.

As we spent the time to­gether, I could not stop think­ing what was go­ing on in my par­ents’ mind, es­pe­cially my mom. I knew for sure they were happy that my brother was get­ting mar­ried. He has al­ways been mommy’s lit­tle boy: Even now, when­ever he vis­its my mom’s house, he some­times still sits on her lap just as he used to. Af­ter his wed­ding, would he still be the same lit­tle boy my mom al­ways knew? Would he be the same lit­tle brother that I knew? Only time would tell.

On the morn­ing of the big day, we woke up early. It was hard to be­lieve that my lit­tle brother was get­ting mar­ried. I went down to the li­brary where Ika was al­ready work­ing her magic on my aunt, while my mom was get­ting her hair done. Ika seemed rather busy so I had break­fast with my dad. I just love be­ing with my par­ents; some­how when they are around, I get this felling of peace and hap­pi­ness, and I can be a lit­tle girl around them.

I learnt so much about love dur­ing those few days as I watched the people around me. Just look at the friend­ship be­tween my brother and An­ton, who have been best friends for so long. I re­mem­bered that when­ever one of them had girl­friend prob­lems, the other would al­ways be there for his friend. It’s a spe­cial, price­less kind of bond.

But the big­gest les­son about love I learnt from my mom. She has al­ways shown un­con­di­tional love to­wards us. No mat­ter what we did, no mat­ter how badly we screwed up, she has al­ways loved us. I also learnt to be strong from my mom. She is the strong­est per­son I have ever known. And now I watched as my mom pre­pared her­self to let go of her only son. As I looked at the wrin­kles on her face, I won­dered how many of them were at­trib­ut­able to me.

The time had fi­nally come for my brother to start his new life. As part of tra­di­tion, my brother was sym­bol­i­cally dressed by my par­ents, and then they es­corted him out of the house. My aunt, un­cle and An­ton es­corted him to pick up his bride-to-be. When my brother had left, I saw tears in my mom’s eyes, I asked her if ev­ery­thing was OK. She looked at me and said, “I’m very happy for Aldo.” My dad was more cool, but I think it will be a to­tally dif­fer­ent story on my wed­ding day.

My brother is right: When­ever you stay at Four Sea­sons, it will be mem­o­rable. Its im­pec­ca­ble style, su­perb cui­sine and flaw­less ser­vice prom­ise that the days you spend here will be among those you will al­ways trea­sure. With pic­ture-per­fect back­drops, ro­man­tic and se­cluded trop­i­cal am­bi­ence and gen­tle charm, Four Sea­sons Re­sort Bali at Jim­baran Bay pro­vides lux­u­ri­ous and time­less el­e­gance with so­phis­ti­cated con­tem­po­rary grace for the most in­spired and per­son­al­ized day.

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