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

CHAPTER 241 FINALLY... HAPPY IS FOR ME (Session 1 FINISHED)

It's my happy day. Historic day of my life. And a very long awaited day after a long time feel alive in the grief of nestapa.

This handsome face before me is now my husband. And I'm officially holding a new title, as Mrs Roger Gibran Suherman.

It feels like a dream.

A dream that scared me to wake up from reality.

I pinched Roger's hand hard.

"Ouch, sick! Why was my cheek pinched anyway, Yang?" he asked with a face of pain.

I'm stunned. It's not a dream!

I pinched my cheek, also with great force.

"Ouch!" It hurts so much.

"Did? Why, Yang?" ask Roger with eyes fixed to my sense of sight.

"I thought it was a dream, Mom!" whispered slowly.

She laughs. Sounds so crisp.

Then she lay down on her stomach on our wedding bed with red and white rose petals. His head was placed on both hands.

"So I'm like your married dream? Hm? Hm?..."

I blushed in shame. I lowered my head, this heart pounding saw his unyielding behavior.

Please don't act so adorable, Mom!

"It's our bridal night!" he whispered after rising from his head to my face.

I covered my face with both palms. Shame and nervous.

"Hayooo...! Don't tell me we can't sleep together!" threaten her still with a soft, severe whisper.

Haish, mom!

Roger sighed. There was relief from his voluptuous spirit*hkan soul.

He sits next to me. Smiling sweetly and pulling my fingers.

"Let's get out! The weather outside is like calling me to ask you out!"

I'm appalled.

I thought he'd pull me right away. Undressing all the clothes I wear to perform my duties. In fact...

At one o'clock in the night. The atmosphere of the late brother Jo's house had appeared silent. The other residents including my son Dzakki, mama Tasya and Ira as well as the husband who was staying overnight were already asleep in each other's dreams.

"Viona!"

"Yes?"

"Look at the stars! Beautiful isn't?"

I looked at the dark sky. Stunned by the beauty that I rarely enjoy, especially in a dark silent night like this.

Roger put his head on my shoulder.

"Capek huh?" askaku. Some days it was Roger who was the loudest to organize the whole event to be smooth. He insisted that he wanted to do it all by himself.

I'm happy, but worried. His physique can get tired, his body can collapse. And his mind must be tired.

"To get you, it's all paid for!"

"Stay beside me, no matter what?" he said in a voice that sounded sad.

"Why say that?"

"I'm afraid of marriage!"

"Did?"

Of course I was shocked at Roger's insecure-sounding speech.

"Why are you afraid, Mom?"

"Fear of divorce. Afraid of the fact that I won't be a perfect husband. Afraid to disappoint. Afraid of not being the head of the family!"

I rubbed his soft cheeks.

"I'm scared too. Just like you, Mom..."

Roger looked me in the eye.

"I'm scared, because I failed. I'm afraid you can't accept me completely. I'm afraid, your beautiful fantasy of having a wife doesn't match reality."

Roger smiled. He approached and...

Cup.

He kissed these lips very gently.

"Mommy, Dad! Why are you outside?"

Almost me and Roger jumped up in shock.

My son Dzakki was standing behind us with a waistline.

"Darling? You haven't slept?" ask Roger to hold him.

"Why not in the room? Didn't make a sister for Dzakki?"

Uhuk...

I choked on my own saliva. Roger laughed softly at Dzakki.

"Come, in! Come on, quickly make a sister for Dzakki! Dzakki will watch over Mami with Dad! Don't lie to Dzakki and refuse to make a sister!"

Oh my God, God help! Dzakki thought making a sister was like making steamed brownies what?! Shaken, stirred, steamed in a tangseng. Hix...

Roger was just laughing.

Dzakki told us to get on the bed. Then he went back to the door and closed it.

"Come on, make a sister now! Dzakki wants a sister! Hik hik... Dzakki wants a brother who can be a playmate at home. Who waited for Dzakki to go home from school. And welcome every time Dzakki comes home from school. Come..hik hik!"

Oh God!!! My son Dzakki.Pollosya you, son!

Roger laughed out loud.

He embraced Dzakki while sitting him in the middle of the bed.

"Cup cup cup! Don't cry, Boy! If you want to be a big brother, you can't be a crybaby! Khan brother's duty is heavy. Must be able to ease his sister's cries later. Dzakki ready to be a big brother?"

"Yes. Ready, Dad!"

"OKAY. Now Dzakki sleeps here! Wait for Daddy and Mami to make a sister for Dzakki!"

"Promise?"

"Promise!"

"Really?!"

"Yes, Honey!" I answered Roger's game.

The three of us fell on the bed. With Dzakki in the middle and our hands holding on to Dzakki's tiny body.

"Come, don't forget the sleep prayer! Dzakki memorized?"

"Yes, Dad! Bismillahbornrohmanirrohiim... Bismika Allahumma ahya wa bismika amut!"

My son closed his eyes. Makes me and Roger laugh.

Cup

Cup

My lips and Roger's lips kissed our son's cheeks affectionately.

"Yes!" whisper Roger after a few minutes.

"Hm...?"

"Yes!"

"Yes, Mas?"

"Dzakki's asleep yet?"

"Hihihi..no!"

"Hhh... Our son is too smart, right?!" his mumbling makes me proud and happy.

The first night we slept three.

...⚘⚘⚘⚘⚘⚘...

While in a different place, but with the same dark sky view. Herdilan Firlando was looking at the twinkling stars in the sky.

Breathe in strongly.

Every now and then his eyes looked at the screen of the hape he was holding.

The mother sent a video of Viona and Roger's wedding this afternoon. The video that made his heart slit again, even though there was no grudge there.

Viona's sweet face was smiling happily. Also the face of the handsome and cool son, Dzakki Boy Julian. Their smile was like a trick for her.

For his stupidity and stupidity of the past. Wasting a wife's child who always supported her wholeheartedly. For the sake of a momentary lust and high selfishness and pseudo pride.

He who was so happy, got two loves from two different women. Who was so proud to have gotten what other men had coveted.

It has been a boomerang for his life until now.

Polygamy was not the right choice for him. Especially with the lack of religious knowledge and his disopenness to Viona. All of them became the cause of his destruction.

He hated to remember that his mother was his father's second wife.

In the past he often illfeel saw his father only dare to introduce Christian in public as his son. He was never introduced and felt hidden.

Once upon a time, he was very angry at the circumstances that positioned himself in an uncomfortable condition. He actually made the same mistake as Papa.

Hhh... Until finally it was destroyed. Almost coincided with the destruction of the Papa.

Who is to blame if this is the case? All of this was the result of his wrong choice. From his own actions that he finally had to accept.

Herdilan could only sigh.

Now he is trying to pray for himself. God gave him a chance by sending a soul mate for him to improve.

Viona's revenge as her first wife was epic. Although people tend to judge that bloody vengeance is perfect, it is overwhelming.

But they are wrong.

It was precisely that cool retaliation was just like Viona did. He lived happily, getting another partner who loved him very much. Also the child who is always supportive at all times. Her ex-husband is now living alone. Loneliness without a partner. And grieved, condemned, regretted his foolish past deeds.

Indeed Revenge is not good if it continues to be stored in the heart.

As a rule Revenge should not continue even until it is passed down to posterity.

Don't hold too deep.

Even though you are hurt very badly, rest assured.

And every harvest will get results.

God is Fair.

God Doesn't Sleep.

All will have their rights according to their obligations.

Viona has unknowingly succeeded in her Revenge of Revenge as Herdilan Firlando's First Wife.

Viona's cheerful laughter with Roger and Dzakki is the best.

There remained Herdilan who languished with his solitude as a punishment that God gave him.

...❤❤❤TAMAT❤❤❤...