Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Possessive Husband
At exactly 6pm, Radit had reached the faculty parking area at the Khaira campus. For matters of fetching, Radit is always ontime. Ever since Manchester, the man always came on time and preferred to wait instead of Khaira waiting for him.
Radit was still in his car, he rolled his eyes around him observing that his wife had walked out of his faculty building.
Some of the students are still in and out of the faculty building. However, his net went perfectly when he found out that his wife had shaken hands with a man.
Radit smacked his finger at the roundabout of the car's steering wheel, he recalled the young and handsome man who was no stranger to him. His brain synapses apparently made him connect more precisely, and Radit recalled that the man was a man on a motorcycle, who once turned his motorcycle back when he and Khaira after eating Ketoprak in front of the campus first.
Radit immediately got out of his car and approached his wife who was involved in a conversation with a man there.
" It's over, dear ... want to go home now?" greet Radit and choose to stand by Khaira's side.
"Eh, Mas .. has it come?" khaira asked her husband.
Tama who looked back at the woman she once loved, the woman who refused to notice her love and now stands face to face with her husband makes Tama must really affirm that Khaira was happy with her husband. There really was no chance for him. Tama's heart rippled whenever she saw Khaira with her husband.
"Tama, I'm first. Already been picked up. You are successful and smooth S2 college yes." said Khaira say goodbye to Tama.
Tama nodded her head. "Be careful Khai...."
Khaira also chose to go first and leave Tama still did not move from his place.
"Let me bring my laptop bag, dear .." said Radit, who then grabbed a laptop bag in Khaira's hand earlier.
"Thank you Mas ..." he said as soon as the laptop bag had changed hands.
Once in front of the car, Radit opens the door for Khaira. Then he circled the car, then sat in the steering wheel. Slowly, Radit started driving his car.
"How did you learn today, dear? Smoothly?" tanyanya while slightly glancing towards Khaira.
"Okay, but I'm tired. My feet are tired of this." he lamented while stomping his feet for a moment.
Radit looked at Khaira whose hand started to massage the sore leg. "Let's go to my house with a massage."
"Nyampe House want to go to sleep can Mas? I am so tired of gini. I don't usually taste it, but today it feels like my body hurts all ..." still Khaira complained to her husband.
"Bring first, let's get tired of it. I'll get his foot up." Radit replied seriously.
Radit glanced back at Khaira. "Who was that, honey?" the question was gentle but full of investigating.
"Tama, Mum. Temenku. I used to know him." replied Khaira.
"Your old friend was that?" ask Radit.
Radit slightly frowned. "Seneng ya meet old love." he answered a little ketus.
Khaira's eyes rotated lazily as soon as she heard her husband's words. "Old love who tried? We're just temenan. Are you jealous again?" Khaira smelled the jealous scents that her husband was spreading.
Khaira slightly faced Radit. "You jealous, Mom?" again she asked her husband's face.
Radit shook his head. "No, I'm jealous too. But somehow if the same Tama, I don't feel relieved. The way he looks at you is different."
Khaira smiled a little. "Don't be possessive that dong Mas, I'll behave accordingly. Ishh, I just worked a day you've become a possessive husband. How will I really try?"
Radit sighed, he also felt strange long ago when he saw Khaira with Tama his heart was not relieved. Feelings in the heart are undeniable. At least Radit just wants Khaira to know the situation of his heart.
"I'm actually not possessive, only if the same Tama how it feels my heart is not okay deh. Hmm, same one more, Miko. I don't like them both. Um, later if it's normal what comes in every day?" tanya with an occasional glance looks at Khaira.
Khaira smiled, one hand stroking her husband's arm. "The possessiveness of my husband..." Pause for a moment. "I taught that only the hours of the course Mas course, it is only an outside lecturer. A week at least twice a week, Mas .. do not possessive, Mas, I do not do anything too. The same time I was just talking. There's nothing. You know who I like...."
Radit scrambles the top of Khaira's head. "You could have. Make me so nervous with you."
The car that Radit drove continued to run until the car passed various durian fruit sellers on the side of the road. Radit's driving the car. "Buy durian first, baby, I want to" he said.
Khaira. Then followed her husband down to look at the various durians sold on the side of the road.
When Radit was choosing durian, Khaira suddenly felt nauseous instantly. He could not stand the smell of durian. Many times he suppressed his nausea by covering his nose. But it felt nauseous coming to the crack which made him unable to bear and further covered his nose with his fingers. His forehead was sweating coldly, his face paled.
Immediately Khaira walked over and patted the back of her husband who was picking on the durian.
Radit turned his head when he realized that there was a hand patting him. "Why Honey?" sahut Radit was so aware that his wife was patting him on the shoulder.
Seeing his wife covering his nose and forehead sweating coldly, Radit immediately approached Khaira and brought her back into the car. The durian pick-picking event he left for a while and is now focused on Khaira.
"You why? Wasn't it healthy, now how pale is it? You sick? Going to the hospital now?" Radit panicked and asked Khaira a question.
"I'm nauseous Mas, I suddenly can't stand the smell of durian. Very nice, want to vomit taste. Sorry Mas... suddenly I was nauseous, I wanted to vomit." replied Khaira.
Radit rubbed his face, he was confused and his wife was fine, suddenly complaining of nausea and pale face.
"Wanna see the doctor?" tanyanya offers to Khaira to check with the Doctor.
Khaira. "No... I slept like that, Mom."
Radit finally failed to buy durian, he preferred to go home because Khaira who suddenly complained of nausea and cold sweat. Radit thought why his healthy wife suddenly felt nauseous when she smelled durian fruit?