That married woman...

yesterday morning, two girls that i recently knew has became woman married* . married in their own religion tradition. They married on mosque with their Muslim leader which pronounce them husband and wife.
i don't know what really good about being married.
is it good to life together, share everything they want, share their time, their sadness and their happiness together?
we can do it on relationship with our boyfriend minus life together and minus kids.
is it really that fun?
these few days i got a preview of the marriage situation. sit together, have dinner, teach their kids, scold their kids, wathcing TV, family discussion, etc
and 2 seconds ago i realize that its fun being a children of the married couple, but is it fun for being a mother in a marriage circle?
are they really ready to become a mother?
my friend Benatha Hardani and my sister* Giovanny...
they have steeped out from the single cage.
you know, what i meant by single here is not being married. no matter you have your fiance or you boyfriend, you are still single now.
back to this married people...
last night after i heard about my sister marriage from my father and my mother, i cant describe my self for being happy or sad, neither my parent. are they happy? or are they sad but keep showing that they are happy?
this morning, when i open my eyes, i remember the feelings last night. when i watched the opening of Beijing Olympic. why i felt so fed up, and so sad.
is it because i afraid that my parent being hurt? is it because i lost someone i usually know as my sister? or because i misunderstood that feeling?
i cant help but wonder, is it the feelings that every sister in the world felt when their sisters married?
i hope there will be nobody being hurt or hurt anybody. i hope everything will be fine.
i hope, they will live happily ever after...
but still, this remind me of one thing...
i my parents are hurt, then don't ever think of being part of this family anymore...
i hope i made the right thought...