Forgive Me My Wife
Binding Knots

After a long wait and winding journey, the awaited day arrived. The day that two human children who had broken ties, will reconnect the rope into a knot. A dead knot that is firmly tied, hoping and praying for it to remain firm until the end of life.

Viona was already wearing her bridal suit. Broken white wedding dress of his own design with luxurious accent on the design. The dress was her wedding dress with Bima first. He decided to put it back on. For her, it is not just a dress, but also there are memories and stories of its own in it, the story of her beginning with Bima.

So too with Bima. He was wearing a dark grey suit that he wore when he said his mistress's ijab first with Viona. Both of them want to remember, only now it feels different because they really want this sacred bond. Whereas before, they married on the basis of fulfilling obligations to parental orders.

Viona is so beautiful and graceful in her beautiful clothes. Also the sweep of makeup that is not excessive makes the look more charming.

The suit used by Bima is also so fitting wrapping his body that is perfectly formed with the right proportion of muscles, and now looks more fit in his mature age thanks to a healthy lifestyle and regular exercise that he applied in recent years after starting to recover from his dependence.

Nara and her grandfather's grandmother wore matching clothes that were no less charming. The results of Viona's sketch strokes are undoubtedly, always stunning and satisfying.

Ballroom decoration is designed so elegant and luxurious, but not excessive. The concept of kinship and the warm atmosphere carried at the wedding of Viona and Bima this time was so thick felt, they deliberately made this concept because they wanted the wedding to feel more solemn and sacred, he said, unlike the marriage that was held in a big way.

Guests have already started arriving in the hotel ballroom where the wedding will be held. Doctors Arsyad and Hana also appear to be present, only Juna who has not been seen the trunk of his nose.

Viona was already in her place, waiting for the owner of the heart to come to certify her as a life partner. Shortly heard the organizer welcomed the arrival of the prospective bridegroom. Viona held her chest that was too tight, so thrilling waiting for the sacred moment to repeat itself.

Penghulu is ready in his place. Bima and Abdul were already sitting opposite each other. Bima squeezed his cold and sweaty hands, but this is the second time he will say kabul ijab.

This time it felt very different, so thrilling with the overwhelming nervousness. Perhaps the effect of his love is now so great on the beautiful flower that blooms in his heart, while in the past it has not grown as fertile as it is now.

Behind the curtain near the pelaminan Viona waited and listened with anxious expectation. Berdo’a may his beloved man be given oral fluency in pronouncing his sacred promise.

Starting with basmalah in the heart, Bima uttered kabul ijab kabul from his mouth smoothly in one breath, loud full of confidence. All divorced thanksgiving, closed with do’a solemnity promised, do’a best for both the bride and her entire family.

The show's organizer called Viona out of her place behind the curtain. Stepping closer to Bima who is now back as her husband. Wedding rings that were once stored are now pinned back on each finger.

“Assalamualaikum, my wife,” said Bima raucous while holding Viona's hand.

“Wa’alaikumsalam, o imamku,” said Viona while kissing the back of Bima's hand full of reverence. His voice was choked with teary eyes.

The taste of haru is unstoppable. Great conversation between the two. Bima brought her face closer and then kissed Viona's forehead with a strand of gratitude emblazoned on her heart and a bubbling outpouring of love, accompanied by a speck of clear crystal that had fallen from the corner of her eye.

“I love you, my wife,” whispered Bima hoarse.

“I love you more, husband," said Viona with a smile they also glazed netra decorated with happy tears.

If your money could

Move my world

Then your love can

Change the course of my life

Just once

I've felt

How painful your loss

You're not replaceable, you're the one I always look forward to

I won't take it off again

Hold my hand

Together in love

The second time, the same

Equally beautiful

*****

Everyone is happy. Little Nara now interrupts wanting to sit in the sewer. The boy did not understand what was going on. But one thing is certain, Nara was very happy, because her father had promised, that from today they do not need to be separated anymore.

All the guests and family alike were dissolved in joy. Not to forget, some photos were taken as memories.

Except in a corner near the not-so-visible exit. Someone is reluctant to enter with an invitation card in hand.

Yes, Juna was only able to stand there, observing from a distance with a slightly watery corner of his eyes then muttered, "Blessed is always Vi. Hope the same soon pick me up.”