Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Snuggle
"Buck...." Khaira called her husband's name when she was focused on controlling the car's steering.
"Hm. Whahuh? Any requests to say?" sahut while glancing at Khaira.
"Later if you move house, may not our room painted pink. That soft pastel pink. How's it?" tanyanya blinked her eyes.
Radit's head twitched, he occasionally looked at Khaira whose face seemed calm, but also serious. "You sure you want pink? Don't want another color?" Radit caught a glimpse of Khaira. "If you want to be really not papa, but of the many colors why choose pink? It's a very girly darling."
Khaira rotated her lazy eyes, she knew that she just wanted to tease her husband. Surely men will not agree with pink rooms that are so attached to the impression of girly.
"While it's funny that pink, keep its bed linen flowers that way. Really funny. The perfect combination of pink and floral sheets. Sweet is it."
What flowers?
Not hearing wrong?
Radit glanced back at Khaira. "If you like it, dear papa. I'll buy you bed linen and bed cover your favorite flowers."
"Ah, but his face is not very willing. It's not so if that's the case." he said while putting his hands together in front of his chest.
"Don't sulk dong Darling. I'm willing, yes already later the room is painted pink and I buy bed linen flowers your favorite yes," he said trying to persuade the heart of Khaira. "How many flowers do you want? We'll go shopping together, I buy it. I'd like to buy a dozen, too."
Though in her heart Khaira laughed cheerfully, she only wanted to tease her husband.
"Darling, what do we want for our home? I told you you could request, and I had no problem. Don't take it."
Radit suddenly stopped his car on the shoulder of the road, his hands cupping Khaira's cheeks. "Don't sulk anymore. Hm."
"You got a prank, Mas." replied Khaira while laughing.
"I'm just flirting with you. Prank!!" khaira's face reddened with laughter and managed to prank her husband.
"Well, I think it's real. I have given up, I am willing to. Even in-prank. I'm craving ah." said Radit install jutek mode, then he drove his car.
Khaira is still laughing. It was as easy as her husband. "Yahh, don't sulk dong. I'm just messing around, it's just godain. It's no fun cooking that's a cram." Khaira looked at her husband's face. "Mas.." she called him her husband's name. "Mas Radit." called him again. "Ahh, not fun. I'm just kidding, but it's real."
Khaira threw away her face, and her eyes stared at the scene from behind her window.
Radit too, the man suddenly put on a silent mode. Even though his eyes still occasionally steal the view, but they did not talk until finally the car they were riding in had brought them back home.
Getting out of the car, Khaira prefers to get down first and she immediately enters the house, and immediately goes up to the second floor. Fortunately, his house was quiet, so his in-laws did not question him when he entered the house first.
After a few minutes, Radit followed to the room. The man didn't think his wife was so bad. During their marriage, Radit sees Khaira's funny behavior. Slowly, Radit climbed into the bed. He shook his wife's shoulder a little.
"Honey.." he called his wife. "You angry? Why? Here talk to me first." he said while gently stroking Khaira's hair.
"If you want to sleep change clothes first, still make jeans is not good for sleeping. Change the yuk first. If you've changed, you can bobok."
Khaira refused to hear her husband's words. The mood has changed, the feeling of happiness because the husband turned into a bad mood, even the girl is now shedding tears.
Feeling no legitimacy from his wife, Radit eventually somewhat forced to change the sleeping position of Khaira. From the stomach turned into a slant. "You why? Really sulky. Dad dong. Cook to keep hugging. Here dong."
Radit slipped Khaira's hair covering part of her face, tucking it behind her ear. The hand then gently stroked Khaira's face, but she suddenly felt wet as she touched the corner of Khaira's eye.
"You cry, honey?"
"There is no answer, meaning fixed Khaira is really cranky at the moment." Radit murmured inwardly.
"Udah. Sorry if it made you so good. I was just kidding too. Sorry I am..."
Feeling that Khaira is still in his stomach, Radit finally again forced to wake his wife. Now he just makes Khaira sitting on his lap. His two thumbs rubbed the tears still welled up at the corner of the spring.
"Look at me. I was just kidding, sorry. Don't be so late again. Don't sulk anymore, I can't have you cuddled like this. If you're angry, but don't be fooled I'm like this. I'm traumatized if you're cuddled, where you were at the beginning of our marriage that made you go far away from me. Angry may be, but don't be on it. I'm really traumatized if you're frowned upon. I'm sorry." he said as his hands cupped Khaira's face.
Finally Khaira nodded her head. "Yes." she replied, sobbing. "I was just playing around, taken seriously. Can't be joked about it. I only have you, Mom. If it's not you I'm kidding, why try again?" he answered while wiping his tears.
"Don't cry, the beauty will disappear" said Radit, his style of speech seemed to calm a child who was crying.
Finally Radit kissed with love and of course anxious with Khaira's face.
"Ishhh, don't kiss. Really nyebelin. It was made sebel, now play nyosor aja. Oh, uh." Khaira said in a jutek tone to her husband who had made her sick, now just playing kisses.
"It's good to be home, Yang. It suddenly rained." Radit pointed towards the window that it turned out that the rain was falling so hard, even lightning was also heard blaring out there. "What's the best rain?" radit asked while pinching Khaira's nose.
"Eat boiled noodles, Mas. Instant noodles disposable eggs and chilli. It must be delicious. It was raining and cold like this cooking boiled noodles." replied Khaira.
Radit chuckled amusedly, "You're so funny anyway, it makes me anxious. There is something better to know, besides eating boiled noodles just like the rain like gini" he said, glancing his eyes.
What does Radit mean?
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