FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 240 IN FRAME "Viona And Roger's Wedding Day"

"Hik hik hicks...! Vio! Congratulations...?! Aaah, I even cried at your wedding?!"

Ira is coming with Leon and his little four-month-old daughter.

"It's Ira, your make-up will wear off!" viona said with a smile.

"Yes. I'm so glad to see you happy! May your household last until death do us part."

"Aamiin...! Thank you for praying, Ra! You are my best brother. I'm sorry, I've never been in your happy day."

"Yes, man! You ngeselin! Hik hik... But I'm moved to always remember your love story and your life, Vi! You divorced Delan, almost married Omnya. But instead married his half-sister. Crazy isn't this a story? Hik hik... If I could write a novel, I would pour your life story into a novel, Vi! Really am!"

"Bas with you, hehehe..."

"If I were a conglomerate, I'd make a big-screen movie. At least so long soap operas hundreds of episodes, let the audience on the comments annoyed so long."

"Haha...! watch out for a soap opera of doom, huh?!"

The two friends embrace each other. Waiting for ijab kabul time to arrive.

Viona degdegan is amazing. Roger is carrying out his kabul ijab without being accompanied by Viona as his bride. There was only Roger, the pengupulu, the marriage guardian and the witnesses sitting in the front seat of the gourmet.

"I marry you and I control you, Roger Gibran Suherman bin the late father of Bambang Suherman with my nephew Viona Yuliana bint the late Chandra Triyono. With a dowry a set of 24 carat gold jewelry total of 50 grams paid in cash!"

"I accept the marriage and marriage of Viona Yuliana binti the late father of Chandra Triyono with the dowry above paid in cash!"

"Huh? Right?"

"Well!!!"

"Alhamdulilbaobbil'alamin...!"

Pengulu sir immediately recited a prayer after Ijab kabul. All breathed a sigh of relief and prayed fervently for the permanence of Roger and Viona's household.

Viona was led by Ira and Widya's aunt to walk to the table where the sacred was taking place.

They were asked to sign a marriage certificate and a marriage certificate.

Viona's gaze glazed over, looking at the dark green little book she was now holding. It says his name and Roger's name there. A silent witness that they have now become a husband and wife.

Mr. Penghulu gave advice on marriage. Terms and obligations, as well as rights that must be known to married couples. To be able to understand and understand the function of households.

Two heads are joined together in the shade of the household. It doesn't mean we have to be one. But shoulder to shoulder, building a sadinah household, mawaddah warrohmah.

Cover each other's flaws. Balance and strengthen each other.

Like a pair of feet. The two complement each other. When the right foot is in front, the left foot is in the back. The road becomes balanced. Not moving forward, or backward.

If the husband is in a high level of emotion, then the wife is expected to be silent first. Do not follow emotions. Because it would be fatal if both of them are equally emotional. There can be Violence in the Household.

And vice versa. When the wife needs a container where she holds all complaints, the husband is quite silent and just listen. Be a basin as a place to hold babble ngawur the wife until her heart is relieved.

There is no perfect man. For the Most Perfect is the Creator of the Universe.

For that, understand your partner if he or she is in a shitty on mode. Accept him complete with all his shortcomings.

Accepting her marriage and swearing allegiance before God is your choice. You must be prepared for all the consequences. Difficult happy, sick healthy, poor rich have become part of the household commitment.

A good wife is one who always prays for the steps of the husband, in addition to carrying out his duties as a companion for life. Especially in the goodness of earning a living and blessing.

A good husband is a trustee. Giving a living is born and inner to the wife by sticking to the divine ridho. In addition, of course, it also helps the task of the wife in taking care of the household so that work becomes easier.

In addition to understanding each other's duties, of course, the two must cooperate to support each other to help each other in addition to praying for the good of the couple.

InshaaAllah, the household that is built will be able to be happy even though there will be tests, trials and even storms that come crashing as the second degree rise of the married couple.

So about the talk of Mr. Penghulu as a marriage counselor.

Roger looked at the relief of Viona's sweet face. Her heart was happy when the woman she had always been waiting for for these few months finally officially became hers, kissing the back of her arm gently.

Grep.

Roger kissed Viona on the forehead with cheers and applause from relatives, relatives and friends who witnessed their marriage.

Dzakki was sitting on Tasya Jessica's lap. He was enjoying ice cream in his hands.

His face is shining brightly. His heart was happy because finally the Mami married his favorite father.

Finally the younger brother that Dzakki sent will soon be sent by God. So in his mind.

While the Oma, continuously shrank the melted tears. A smile of happiness also expands. His heart is very calm and calm. Although his biological son had flown in a week ago for work. But Tasya was happy. His nephew and stepson loved him all.

Fika who sat next to him was no less melow.

He occasionally chuckles when Verrel and Velli tease him with some weird but funny questions.

"Tante, why is Aunt crying? Aunty crying because of the wedding cake too huh?" ask Velli innocently.

"Sstt.." whispered to her cute pondering.

"Sad aunt, Velli! In Aunt's heart, when is Aunt also married. Yes khan aunt?" verrel added that Fika kept the 6-year-old boy's mouth shut.

"You guys, noisily know!" he spoke in a whispering voice.

"Tante will ask Papa to be married as well as Om Roger, Dzakki's father! Aunty asked while crying! Surely Papa will pity and follow Aunt's will. Velli likes to want something too!" velli whispered Fika's eyes wide.

"What's? This is a boy yes, told to be quiet even more disturbing comments!"

Fika pinches gnarled cheek Velli.

He looked to the right and to the left, looking at the situation. Worrying if anyone notices and hears Velli-Verrel's plain speech.

And it's true.

A pair of eyes complete with a small smile were staring at him from the opposite chair. He was a little busy with his only son who was a bit fussy because he wanted to sit near Dzakki.

Yep. That person is the doctor Diandra and Dirga.

Which makes Fika embarrassed.

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