Forgive Me My Wife
Video Calls

The work of Bima for today is completely finished. After fulfilling his obligations in the Maghreb, he prepared to return home. He also picked up his cellphone lying on the table, when he was about to put it in his pocket he paused for a moment.

Photos while in the zoo became the wallpaper of expensive mobile phones, photos of the three of them, Nara, Viona and also himself. The corner of his lips is pulled upwards as his fingers rub the phone screen dear.

“Ahhh. Want to quickly regroup with my heretics. May the path for us together again be made easy" he murmured with hope.

Longing to just burst forth without permission, Bima could not bear to see the beautiful face of Viona as well as Nara. He leaned against his desk, touching the video call button connected to Viona's number.

“Assalamualaikum, what's up Mas?” Viona's pretty face was plastered on her phone screen.

“Wa'alaikumsalam. I miss you," said Bima while smiling handsomely.

Viona looks blushed, seen trying to normalize the look on her face. “Basic gumbal,” he said.

Light naughtiness rippled from the mouth of Bima. “Mana Nara?”

“I'm still in the boutique, today my work is quite busy,” said Viona while showing a stack of sketch papers on her desk.

“Continue tomorrow only, don't drain your energy too much. I picked you up, I just came home too. How about we also pick up Nara and have dinner together? Choose a restaurant you like.”

“What if I had dinner at my house, Mas? So we can eat with Nara without having to go out. I'll cook, Mas want masakin what?” Viona was so excited.

“Better to buy, you too must be tired right. Tell you what, we order food at the restaurant to take home.”

“OK agree.” Viona formed a 'O' hurup using her thumb and index finger.

“I'll be there soon, wait for me, my love.” Bima said the last word without sound, just lip movements before the grinding ended.

Bima smoothed her look in the mirror, sniffed her own body and was grateful she still remained scented from the expensive perfume she wore. His movements were exactly that of a seventeen-year-old boy who was about to go on a date with his girl for the first time.

It only took twenty minutes for her black sedan to reach the boutique, waltzing in without hesitation along with Viona who came out of her room. Not for long they rushed from there to the restaurant.

“You came by somewhere else? maybe there are other foods you want to buy?” Bima asked Viona while busy wearing the seat belt. They had just finished picking up food at a restaurant that had been ordered over the phone while departing from the boutique earlier.

“Kayaknya not deh, besides this is also a lot of food, it is complete all the same dessert,” replied Viona who also just finished wearing a seat belt. “Or, maybe Mas who wants to stop by somewhere else to buy something first?”

“I actually want to stop by somewhere. But you should not,” said Bima who began to step on the gas pedal using his right foot.

“Where? Why not?” Viona turned her head, sounding a curious tone from her sentence.

“I actually want to take you to my apartment, but if you just stay alone with you there, I'm afraid of demonic possession passing by and pouncing on you round and round." Bima grinned mischievously with eyes fixed focused on the streets.

“Haish!” Viona hit Bima's shoulder. “Otak Mas need steam washed! Let's not be bulluk!” furious Viona who then pursed her lips.

“Then I told you it's best not to." Bima chuckled softly.

"But, about washing steam it seems to have to be. And only you can wash it, baby,” she said teasingly unabashedly, and instantly Viona's face flushed red as a ripe tomato.

"I'm definitely detergent!"

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