Sharing Love: Winning Without Love

Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Because Home is Where The Love is


A few days later, after removing the contraceptive implant that Khaira had previously used this weekend, Khaira complained that her head hurt so much to Radit.


"Mas, my head is really dizzy." he lamented while kneeling his temple.


Panicked, Radit sat down next to Khaira. "Cock suddenly headaches why? No need to come down to breakfast, I bring your breakfast to the room. Just a minute, yeah...."


After Radit went down to the dining table, where both of his parents had already sat. A rare sight, Radit usually descends from the room with Khaira. But this time, it was alone. Things that invite a strange taste for Mother Ranti and Father Ammar.


Almost simultaneously, the two immediately asked Radit. "Where are you, Dit? Usually you two are together, inseparable. Kok went down alone" asked Mother Ranti and Father Ammar.


"Khaira has a headache Dad, Mommy." she replied with a pretty panicked face.


"Do not you disturb Khaira sleep every night, so less rest Khaira his." asked the Mother with a sharp glance at her son.


"No Mother, two days at 10 pm we have already slept. You see, Khaira has lost her contraceptive implant, Bun..." Radit paused for a moment and looked at the faces of his father and his mother. "... We want to get pregnant seriously, so two days ago Khaira dropped her contraception."


Mommy Ranti nodded her head, surely not because of staying up late at night until lack of sleep, but the symptoms of removing the contraceptive implant.


"Please, Dit. It may be a symptom of the implant's release. The doctor you went to explained the symptoms? Let's wait first." said Mother.


Radit tried to recall the explanation from Doctor Indri before. Then, he remembered that Khaira's headache may be related to hormonal changes that are happening.


"Oh, yes Bun... Radit. Radit breakfast permit in room while nemenin Khaira may not Bun?" ask her mother.


"Can... Take the tray there, Mother ready her fried rice. Can you bring two plates?" ask Mother.


"A plate of jumbo contents only Mother, a plate both alone." he replied that headed to the kitchen.


There he immediately filled the cup with jasmine-scented steamed tea concoction. Expect hot tea with tea concoction that gives a concentrated taste, thick color, plus the aroma of jasmine can relieve the dizziness of Khaira at this time.


Wibi's father smiled at his son. "Radit's really changing, yeah, Bun... Dad's like he's paying attention to his wife."


"If the child turns in a direction that is well supported, well... Mother goes with the seneng."


"Dad is also good."


Relief emanated markedly on the faces of Father Wibi and Mother Ranti. They are grateful for non-stop, their children get along well and love each other.


Carrying a tray, Radit climbed the stairs to his room. With a tray in his hand that contained a plate of fried rice serving of jumbo, egg cow eyes, and of course a cup of hot brewed tea.


Khaira was sitting leaning her head on the head board of her bed, slowly she first smelled the aroma of hot jasmine tea, then drank it slowly.


"Thank you Mas, the tea is delicious..," he said while putting a cup of tea on the nightstand.


"Now eat yuk, I bribe. How do you know the stomach full of dizziness continues to disappear."


Khaira shook her head, "I'm not a Mas laper, can I not have breakfast?"


"No. Must breakfast. I'm a bribe, yuk. Aaaackk...." Radit fed a spoonful of fried rice into Khaira's mouth. "Eat first, if still dizzy take the medicine."


Khaira looked at her husband's face. "Beloved Mas, suddenly tears flooded his eyes and just fell down his cheeks."


Radit immediately wiped the tear with his thumb. "Lah cry anyway? Why?" ask her with a voice so soft in Khaira's sense of hearing.


Khaira wiped her tears. "I'm moved, you're so good," in her cries she smiled. The crying mixed with a smile was clearly painted on his face.


Radit fed the fried rice to Khaira again, and she ate it to fill her own stomach. "Udah I should be good to you because you are my wife. Don't cry anymore, I've spent the whole day on vacation."


Khaira nodded at her husband's words, she who was suddenly sad to be able to laugh again, her stomach was filled with fried rice in the eyes of cows that Radit sucked painstakingly. A serving of jumbo fried rice in one plate is spent together up to the toilet.


"Honey, maybe this is the impact of the contraceptive implant release, the doctor said it could cause headaches and hormonal changes. So maybe a few days or in the future you will change his mood, because the hormones in your body are not stable," he said while putting an empty plate on the tray. "I put the plate first in the kitchen yes you in the room only. Lots of rest."


Then Radit went back down to the kitchen with a tray containing tableware that was empty either the plate or the cup was empty. Finished with the affairs in the kitchen, Radit went back up into his room where Khaira was still sitting leaning on the head board of his bed.


"Where are you still dizzy?" tanyanya was sitting next to Khaira and her hand was carrying Khaira's head to lean on her shoulder.


Khaira shook her head, then buried her head in her husband's chest. The smell of woody and peppermint was so soothing to him. The smell he had always liked.


"Kiss your perfume, my belly button is gone" she said as her head looked up slightly to see her husband's handsome face.


Radit reviewed the smile. "Can you please? Cook just kiss my perfume on the shirt instantly lost dizziness," as his hand gently stroked Khaira's head.


Khaira just smiled and inhaled the distinctive aroma of her husband that was not only fragrant but also impressed fresh. "Mas, when are we going to look for a house? If you just don't feel well, continue not to find Daddy and Mommy how it feels, Mas... Same with Mom and Dad."


"Don't worry, Daddy and Mommy are good. He must have known you were just dizzy. I also talked to Mother. Mother said, you rest first. You are healthy first, later if we have been looking for a house both yes. What kind of house do you want? radit asked as his eyes headed downwards looking at Khaira who was still flashing her face in her chest.


"Hmm, I don't have any special requests, Mas. Adjust to our budget, a small and simple house is not papa. The house was not the luxury and grandeur of Mas's building, but how the people who lived inside the building could live happily. Because home is where the love is (Because home is when there is love there)"