Cliff Richard bin Ukoi, that is.
Little backstory here: His older step-brother was a big fan of Cliff Richard, an English singer, actor and businessman. And ta-daaa, it becomes the little brother's name.
They'll never know the difference.
Honestly though, I was never close to this side of the family, so I only knew his real name when the imam announced it, haha. We kept referring to him as "Uncle Jul", and who knows where that came from. My mum is a Dusun(ese?), and I'm not sure if it's part of their culture, but they tend to give and use nicknames instead of their real names.
My mum, for example, was named Samara. Her family and friends would refer to her as Sara. All this time, I just assumed it was a (weird) shortened form of Samara, until one day, when she told us of the origin of that nickname. She was born in December 1962. Remember the 1962 Rebellion? Yeah. Her parents were hiding away in the forests, and that was where my mum was born. It was a time of misery for them. Misery in Malay is Sengsara. That is, people, how she was called Sara. My mum said she was going to be named Sengsara for real, but apparently people back then were really bad at spelling, so lucky my mummy!
Since my mum converted, she changed her name as well. Of course, her family continued calling her Sara. Anyway, my mum no realised what a unique name she had and wish she had kept it instead. I love that name too, and if I ever have kids one day, I WANT that name! Haha.
I was supposed to talk about the Nikah right? Lol. Well, I felt like this was more interesting anyway.
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