Their Wedding

Not because it is customary for marriage to have formal recognition of prospective spouses. But because marriage is one of a women's happy memories. Women dreamed of a happy wedding. Walking through the aisle of love going to the altar. To where the man of her dream is waiting. The man which she would be the half.

Zaviah turn around in front of the mirror looking at herself in her wedding gown. She liked the style especially the fabric used.

Obviously she's wearing an expensive wedding dress that her future husband had chosen for her. She wanted to fit the wedding gown before but because she was been strictly instructed not to.

"It's not true grandma," she insisted.

She remembered it at the last minute before she going to fit it to her body, she felt a strange fear. Carefully she rearranged the gown and put it back inside the box.

'Okay there will be no harm in believing old folks' she whispered.

At last the day has come. She is wearing her wedding gown. All of her was ready. Her beauty got enlighten much with make-up she chosen from the catalouge. Her hair-updo made her looks so gorgeous too. She turned to look at the door as when there was someone she heard knocking.

"All right. I'm going out. I'm ready," she replied.

Zaviah saw an awkward smile in herself at her last glance in the mirror. Why is that she semmed to be not sure of her chosen decision but yet happy. She loved the person who would take her to the altar. She asked it to herself many times.

"It's no longer in arrears, Zav' she is talking to herself.

At the garden of Hacienda Mondragon the wedding will be held. Rod is the only one Villaverde to come on their wedding. It doesn't matter to her if her future husband has only one relative coming or if no one comes. Celestina is also not welcome to go there or must not attend the wedding rites.

As when she got nearby to the garden two woman quickly come closer and greeted her so warm. Smiled with impending tears dripping from their eyes. That one woman was her mother. She thought it couldn't come. Fortunately, her grandfather also granted her request. Don Rafael ordered his men to fetch her mother. And the other one is her grandmother.

"As I have always told you Zav."

"Mom, I'm sure of this decision," she replied.

She stopped her mother immediately. It wanted to remind her even more. She said she was sure of her decision to stop her mother from worrying. And it also hugged her tight. She remembered Miguel's plea to her. It was about Rod. That she must not mention yet to Don Rafael and Donya Trinidad about his biological mother. She kissed on her grandmother's forehead. From not far away she saw her grandfather staring at her without emotion. As when she looked at the other end of the aisle. She saw the man with the sweet smile staring at her intently. Strange feeling shivered and wrapped up her whole being. Then she started to stepped on her feet walking. Her mother was holding her hand and they walked together going to the altar. It seemed to be her happiest moment that happened in her life. The only moment that she had experienced such joy.

She also looked at man standing near at the front altar where the priest sitting too is Miguel. Groom men were all beside him while bridemaids were at the other side. The celebration is about to begin. At the same time she hears the music that her groom also chose. Everything about their wedding was decided by Miguel. At first Donya Trinidad was worried it about. Her grandmother thought she was not happy with the decision. But became complacent because she said it was okay for her, that her groom take care of it. The flowers around seemed to be smiling like they were also happy. The garden which her grandmother used to take care of, has been further beautified. She knew that Miguel had added more flowering plants so the beauty of the surroundings will get much alive.

'What happened to my revenge?' She suddenly had asked it to herself.

And she didn't expect to see the woman she wouldn't have wanted to be there. She accidentally looked at her side, in her peripheral split vision, there she saw Silva. The demonic and fake Mondragon. Suddenly her good mood distorted. So she averted her gaze in the direction in which she was looking. Just didn't want to be more annoyed with the woman she knew was a traitor to the Mondragons. She turned her attention to her mother standing beside her.

"I didn't expect this Zav," her mom said while they are walking.

"Which mom?"

At first she didn't understand what does her mother trying to mean. It was a matter of few seconds before she thought that it is about her wedding.

"Me too mom. But I'm sure of this decision."

"All I thought back then was that you would seek your luck in another country land. But you landed here in San Fernando. Marrying to the mortal enemy of your father's clan. You are at the right age to choose the life you want to have. I still remember that day when I opposed your plan to emigrate. Your destiny is here. But of all the men, why in a Villaverde did you fall? I'm not sure, it's just my assumption. But I hope he's not like that to you."

"What's in your mind mom?"

She wanted to know what was on her mother's mind. She wasn't sure if it would be honest to tell her.At least she tried asking it.

"No Zav. Ignore what I said."

Her mother hid what was on her mind instead of asking her. If the man she will marry really loves her. And she might just be used for revenge.

"Mom."

Zaviah didn't have time to talk anymore. They were in the last step near to Miguel that would finally get her hand. But even before that moment, she hugged and kissed her mother. A thin smile she saw on her mother's face. And spoke before handed her hand to her groom.

"Love and take care of my daughter. She's the only one I have in life."

"Yes. I will love and take care Zav," Miguel answered.

They went to sit on the chair in the front. Just a moment the ceremony will begin. Zaviah no longer turn back to see the guests who were already sitting in their respective seats.

"Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth."

The word of God that the priest read from the bible. After reading, it started his humily. They listened to it earnestly.

She felt Miguel's tight grip on his right hand as the priest continued to his humily.

The ceremony last less than an hour. It ended after the priest announced.

"I now pronounced you husband and wife."

Loud applause echoed around. Especially the next announcement is 'You may kiss the bride. She let out a deep breath as her veil slowly pulled up. A sweet kiss that touched her lips thrilled the witnesses present at the ceremony.