Best Ex-Husband (FINISHED)

63 - Bound : You Are Mine

...Adara POV's...

I have felt the harshness of reality. And loss that drains deep sadness. I have also tried to express my deepest feelings towards someone. But now, that person is in front of me. Smiling, looking at me then grabbing my fingers weakly and then smoothing them softly and slowly.

"You are mine, Dara."

This smile is different. I sat in front of a mirror reflecting my face. Although he said, the bride was forbidden to see her own face. I don't know, I don't know the specific reason. But, I prefer to make sure of my own appearance. The makeup I am wearing right now fits me perfectly, as I would like it to be with my simple style.

But my heart can't be calm either. The closer the time, behind me was waiting for Mamah who had looked very moved to look at me in the mirror.

"Why, Mah? How come Mamah is sad?" I asked while looking at the reflection of my Mamah in the mirror. It was seen that he was wiping the ends of his eyes that were wet and red.

"Neng Dara by Mamah geulis pisan. Mama is happy" said the most meritorious woman in my life.

Of course, this was all thanks to his patience and prayers. Maybe I thought that I would never be considered their son again. The thing I call Aib, a pregnancy without a husband, I never imagined my life would be ruined at my very young age. But my family accepted me with great sincerity. God is so good to me, and I often deny it.

"Mama, Dara is crying." My lips were shaking and I got up, turned around and walked towards Mamah.

"Honey. Don't cry," he said. How could I not cry, she herself had also cried since earlier. I saw his eyes wet, his hands also trembling rubbing against my back.

"Thank you, Mah. It's all because of Mama's prayer."

"Yes. Don't cry, dad. Then your make up will wear off. Sorry Mom, that made you mellow."

"Your mother, Dara wanted to thank you. If at that time Mamah did not encourage Dara to acknowledge and be honest with Dara's feelings to Kak Elang, maybe today will not happen,"

"This man knows you best, Neng. Mama is happy, many times your happiness, if you are happy. And vice versa. Mama is sad many times you are, if you are sad."

I think this is the reason the bride often cries when sungkem with her mother. Now, I can't control my tears that just flow through my cheeks that have been combined with a little blush earlier.

"You are crying, Neng. Here sit down, let Mamah redanin," said Mamah. Oh, my God, I was overwhelmed.

"Your, uh...." I snorted, but also found it funny to see my Mamah who instantly fixed my makeup that had worn off from tears just now.

"The bride must be beautiful. Mamah wants to see Eagle pangling see you, Neng."

I just smiled and then kissed Mamah's cheek at a glance. "Beneficial to Mamah."

***

Time arrives. I was accompanied by Mamah beside me. After I heard her loudly reciting the sacred vows of marriage in front of the pengupulu, Papah and the witnesses. I was deliberately in another room waiting until the word "Sah" echoed in the room next to me, right where such a good man was fighting for me to be lawful for him.

Happy, haru, disbelief all come together as one. I hugged Mamah tightly, and I promised her I wouldn't cry. But, I was unable to control, I ended up still crying as well.

Now me, Adara.  Being officially the wife of the Eagle is legally no longer just a marriage of formality. My feet stepped, though somewhat shaky, because I was limp after hearing prayers chanted to accompany me to him, the man I now call "husband".

"Eagle's Brother."

I nailed in front of him. While he stepped forward one step closer, then grabbed my palm.

"Bara. You are now my wife, and forever will be my wife."

My whole body is goosebumps, my eyes are sore but I don't want to cry anymore. I also kissed the back of her hand, as my first filial service as a wife.

"Sister is now my husband, forever only my husband."

We both throw smiles at each other. Then I pinned the ring on her ring finger, she was the same, pinned it on my ring finger. Now, he and I are bound and forever bound.

"I love you, Dara."

He kissed my weak forehead, and set the kiss a little while. I can feel her warmth and sincere love. I can also feel the happiness of the people around me. I don't know anymore what I'm lacking today. Everyone, perfect.

"Love you, too. Dear." For the first time, I called it that way, and I was very nervous.

He was a bit surprised, but after that he showed a wide smile with neatly lined up teeth making me giggle amusedly.

***

"Try to repeat again" he asked.

I'm shaking. "There is no repetition."

Suddenly his face changed, what I see now before my eyes, he... Staring at me with a deep and sharp look.

"If you don't want to repeat it, I'll kiss you in public."

"What?"

"You're not a problem, are you? Choose to say something like that, or I'll kiss you now?"

"Are you negotiating?"

"It can also be said that" he replied.

I chuckled and touched both of her cheeks. "You can get both. Dear. I love you, honey..."

Then I put my lips together immediately and she must have been shocked, like me who was as shocked as the courage and drive that came out so strong.

But it's not a mistake anymore, it's also a sign that I love him so much.