Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
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On the way home, Radit kept thinking about the condition of his wife who suddenly changed. Khaira who was originally healthy, suddenly complained of nausea and her face now paled.
"Patience, dear, be alone again nyampe the house really." said Radit while stroking the top of Khaira's head that still sweat cold there.
While Khaira just sat down and occasionally closed her eyes, holding back the dizziness and nausea that seemed to make her digestive tract churn. It wasn't until ten minutes, Radit's car had entered his parents' yard.
The man parked the car, opened the door for Khaira, and had his wife walk into the house. Radit offers to carry her in, but Khaira refuses. He was with his two in-laws.
Wibi's father and Mother Ranti who saw her daughter-in-law came with Radit and her face pale panicked. "Khaira why, Dit?" ask them both compact.
Radit breathed for a moment. "So Radit invited to stop by durian, suddenly complained of nausea Bun... His forehead was sweating coldly, his face kept pale. Radit immediately brought Khaira home." Radit's face was as panicked as the faces of his parents.
"Bring to my room, Dit. Mother bring warm tea."
Radit then carried Khaira straight up to the upper room, not letting his wife climb the stairs.
Once inside the room, Radit dropped Khaira on the bed. However, Khaira soon moved on. He ran towards the bathroom, spewing out the contents of the stomach that had been resistant since.
Panicked, Radit also followed Khaira to the bathroom. Narrowing the nape of Khaira, then washing his wife's mouth with water.
Khaira's eyes glazed over after successfully spewing out his stomach contents which was only a liquid that tasted sour and bitter in his oral cavity. Radit returned to carry Khaira on the bed, placed several pillows on his wife's back so that Khaira could lean freely on the head board.
His hand took out a piece of tissue and wiped away Khaira's still-wet lips. After that he tidied Khaira's hair and tucked it behind his ear.
"Why are you, honey? To Doctor yuk, I'm worried." he said while still tidying up Khaira's hair strands.
Khaira forced a smile so that her husband would not panic. "Capean or maybe catch a cold, Mas. But do not know, just smell the aroma of durian directly like my gini."
The talk of Radit and Khaira stopped when Bunda Ranti came and gave Khaira a cup of hot tea. Mother took a proper seat at Khaira's side.
"Why you, honey? This morning went to campus healthy kok home so kayak gini."
Khaira smiled biasedly. "Khaira nausea abis smell of durian fruit, Mother. So enegety. Khaira is not usually like this."
Mother Ranti offered a cup of tea whose steam was still billowing it. "Drink first, slow down." Mother Ranti observed the pale face of her daughter-in-law. "When did you last menstruate Khai?"
The question from her mother made Khaira think, she even forgot the last time she had her period. Then, Khaira looks at the calendar on the app on her phone. "Kok through the date yes Mommy." he replied in confusion.
Her mother gently stroked her daughter-in-law's head. His hands provide several test packs in various brands. "Tomorrow in the morning try to get tested first sweetheart. Mommy is suspicious." he said while whispering in Khaira's ear.
Radit squinted his eyes seemingly wanting to know what his mother was whispering to Khaira.
"What's the matter Bun?" tanyanya interrupted her mother's conversation with Khaira.
"There's nothing. Yes, rest, my dear. Drink the tea." said Bunda Ranti then left her son's room.
Radit again took a seat at Khaira's side, he took tea and asked Khaira to drink it again. "Drink again Darling, it's still hot. Don't take a shower, change your clothes. This Abis rest to be healthy. Just this time I saw you ampe gini-rich shoots."
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The next day, Khaira woke up early. Because he felt he slept too long all night. So early in the morning he had woken up, and carefully he got out of bed.
Khaira also brought a test pack that was given last night by Bunda Ranti. Khaira was also anxious waiting for the pregnancy test that he brought.
Just minutes felt so long, until two test packs he brought, one showed two red lines and another showed a sign of love.
Khaira cried while closing her mouth. He did not expect, that God finally meridhoi at once gave the fetus to grow in his womb.
"Thank God for this gift. Servant you have believed." muttered Khaira inwardly as she wiped away her tears.
He then brought the test pack and put it in a gift box. Then he kept it in a drawer on his nightstand. Then she went back to her bed watching the face of her husband who was still asleep. Black eyebrows that look symmetrical between right and left, nose that is sharp, and lips printed perfectly there.
Khaira turned her attention as Radit began to blink his eyes. "For my wife." he said with a smile to Khaira.
"For my husband." she replied, smiling at him.
"Still nauseous? Haven't you?" Radit took a sitting position, the back of his hand he put on Khaira's forehead, checking whether his wife might have a fever.
Khaira held her husband's hand, she shook her head. "I'm healthy, Mas. But I don't think I can smell the stinging smell of durian for a long time."
Radit blinked his eyes, trying to digest the meaning Khaira said about not being able to smell durian for a long time.
Finally Khaira opened the little nightstand next to her bed, she handed the purple gift box to Radit.
"Make you, Mas." she said, smiling at her husband.
"But I'm not on my birthday, why give me a gift anyway?" he said still confused.
"Open up...." Khaira ordered her husband to immediately open the gift box that Khaira prepared impromptu.
Radit said, slowly he opened the box. His eyes widened perfectly when he saw two test packs there.
"Darling, this." she replied, who immediately hugged Khaira who was sitting with a smile looking at her husband's expression.
"Thank you dear... Finally our prayers are both answered by God. Alhamdulillah." he said to shed tears.
While still hugging her husband, Khaira also dissolved in happiness. Her tears were shed as soon as she received such a great gift from God.
"Alhamdulillah yes Mas... We are trusted by God."
Both are dissolved in the happiness that God gives. Their waiting for a baby, finally Allah is pleased. How happy Radit and Khaira were that morning.