Forgive Me My Wife
Meet Dad

Viona's yellow BMW has been parked in front of Nara's school gate since half an hour ago. Nara ran over with Bik Yati behind her as soon as she saw her bunda. Bik Yati had always faithfully waited for Nara to study, the middle-aged woman waiting outside the school building in the dimly lit room that the school had provided, as per Viona's message she will be there until Nara's school hours are over.

“Mother, we'll meet dad, right?” his carefree tan jumped up and down cheerfully while holding a pink bag on his shoulders.

“Iya. Let's leave now.” Viona opens the door and helps the baby get on.

“Mistress, then I go home first.” Bik Yati was about to pass by looking for an ojek to return to Viona's house.

“Bik, follow. I need your help later, I'm going to Mas Bima's apartment, he's sick.”

Although he looked a little surprised, Bik Yati nodded and entered in the back seat. Actually he was a bit worried when just Viona said she was going to Bima's apartment.

What if Mr Abdul finds out? Must be his business so runyam, his mind.

Nara stepped excitedly as she exited the elevator and set foot on the seventh floor where the Bima residential unit was located. Viona also carried a large bag of food and cooking ingredients made by Bik Yati.

“So dad is here? means you've healed dong, Mommy?” babble Nara who is now in front of the apartment door.

“Daddy must be cured if you see Nara coming,” said Viona while unlocking the code.

Without hesitation Viona stepped in with Nara as well as Bik Yati. As usual the situation inside was so quiet, only this time the curtains were left open.

“Bik please tidy up all the groceries into the refrigerator. Also please pour the food that I have cooked from home and arrange it on the table.” Viona pointed towards the refrigerator as well as the dining table not far from the kitchen area.

“Good Mistress.”

“Where's dad?” nara asked impatiently.

“Maybe in the room, come on,” invite Viona.

Once out of the room, an unexpected sight was plastered before his eyes. Viona stood there while holding Nara's hand. Bima closed his eyes, afraid of wrong seeing and fear that before him was only imagination due to his longing for the baby as well as his ex-wife. However, the voice of the little boy who was always ringing in his shady room broke his attitude.

“Om Bear?” Nara looked happy, she let go of her hand held by the mother and walked closer to Bima, while the tall man still did not expect their presence in the bed.

“Om Bear why is it here? Nara came here to see Dad,” he said cheerfully.

Bima looked questioningly at Viona, her tongue was like she didn't know what to say. Viona stepped closer and held Nara. He seemed to take a deep breath and gulped his hard-earned saliva.

“Nara, actually.. Om This Bear... Om This Bear, Father Nara,” said Viona quietly to the baby.

Bima rounded her eyes, staring incredulously at Viona. Excitement also had to mix into one, while the little boy looked puzzled, staring alternately at Bima and Viona.

“This is Nara's father?” ask the boy to his mother.

“Iya dear, this is Nara's father,” said Viona back without hesitation with a smile, her voice began to chink and her eyes glazed over.

Bima was eager to get Nara into her arms, but she waited patiently because the child still seemed confused.

“Dad?” Nara stared at Bima now.

Bima nodded. “Iya dear, this is Dad,” replied Bima hoarsely.

He opened both his hands to hold Nara. Nara seemed hesitant for a moment, but a moment later the boy moved from Viona's lap to Bima's sling and smiled happily.

“Asik, Om Bear Nara's father," said the boy innocently. While Bima was unable to hold haru, clear water fell from the corner of his eyes unstoppable, finally his baby now called him with the proper name.