Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Four Monthly Events 2
Hearing the compliments from her husband's mouth directly with such a loving gaze made Khaira's eyes start to tear up.
"Maybe our daughter's a girl, honey. He said that if a pregnant woman was during a beautiful pregnancy, her child would be a girl. And, now you are very beautiful dear." said Radit with his eyes that looked gently at the face of his wife ayu.
Khaira only commented on the smile of hearing the words from her husband.
"May the prayers recited hear Allah. You and our son are both healthy, my dear. Love U Darling.." again Radit said while holding Khaira's hand.
Hearing her husband's words that sounded so sincere in his sense of hearing, Khaira also lowered her face because both of her cheeks had been blushing for a moment.
"Thank you, Mas Radit.." Khaira replied in her soft voice, then one hand reached her husband's hand. "I love you, Mas...."
The expression of spontaneous love from Khaira successfully catapulted Radit's heart into space. They both seemed to dissolve in conversation and eyes that love each other. Until some relatives interrupted the two to eat together.
Radit first stood up, then helped his wife to stand up and took her to a chair.
Seeing Khaira sitting down, some relatives teased Khaira. "What cravings are you, Khai?" ask one of the relatives of Mother Dyah.
Without hesitation, Khaira answered. "His desire for the same deception Mas Radit and Budhe." Khaira replied to the middle-aged woman he called Budhe.
Khaira's reply caused laughter for the relatives and invited guests present.
"The desire is cheap means, do not want anything. Just want to get her husband" said another relative.
"The child will be a father's son really, because when his mother was pregnant he craved the same baby's father continued." chanted other invited guests.
Khaira only smiled at the words of her relatives.
"Repot not Mas Radit, if Khaira wants to continue deket?" ask another relative who was present.
Before replying, it was as if Radit was signaling through his eyes to Khaira. "No fuss, it's my smile." Radit replied which also invited laughter and comments from his relatives.
Then Radit slightly bowed to his wife's side. "What do you eat, honey? Let me take it." Radit offers to get Khaira food.
"I just take it. Mas .. You want to eat what Mas, I take it." he said, because Khaira in fact wants to serve her husband by taking food.
Looking at her two children who still have not eaten at all. Mother Ranti also prepared some food on the table and told the two to eat first.
"Mother's kids eat first. Filled first his stomach." said the Mother who immediately invited the two to pull over for a moment to fill the stomach first.
"You're bribed, honey?" radit asked as soon as the plate was filled with rice, vegetables, and side dishes.
Khaira shook her head. "I ate alone Mas ... shame many people here." said Khaira.
"I'm bribing Honey. The first bribe. Yuk, aakkh." said Radit while feeding a spoonful of food into his wife's mouth. "Eat a lot Sweetheart, let you and Debay be healthy. Sate wants to?" again Radit offers one of the existing food menu at that time, satay.
While chewing, Khaira shook her head. "Pregnant mothers should not eat burned food, Mas. All meat that is not cooked until cooked still contains toxoplasma and other harmful bacteria. When consumed, this undercooked satay will certainly endanger the health of pregnant women and the fetus. Worst risk, the mother can have a miscarriage." The explanation of Paniang wide Khaira was heard by her husband.
"I'm sorry, honey, I don't know. Yes, I was the one who ate. You eat everything else, baby." Radit removed Sate's plate from Khaira's presence.
"Congratulations, Khaira, not expecting to be 4 months pregnant. Lo full of surprises yes, did not hear anything turned out to be married, and now is pregnant." said Miko who also came and congratulated Khaira.
Seeing Miko who invited his wife to talk, as if Radit's face was clouded instantly. But the man was still calm.
"Thank you, sister." Khaira answered so briefly to Miko.
Still not leaving, in fact Miko again invited Khaira to speak. "So it's true, you just want to cravings for the same husband?" ask the man who used to be a Khaira-level sister on campus first.
"Yes, the inn wants to nempelin Mas Radit continues." said Khaira.
Then Radit stroked his wife's stomach gently. "Papa's son doesn't want to go far from Papa?" he said it was so sweet, with the intention that Miko would leave immediately.
Seeing Radit acting sweet to Khaira, Miko passed away.
"Yes, Khai. Pamit ya .. healthy yes."
Khaira nodded at Miko.
"Darling, I don't like Miko. Very cute." said Radit while whispering to his wife.
"Sabar Mas, I am also not nanggepin. You also know, I'm always by your side." said Khaira.
Radit rolled his eyes lazily. "If you believe me, I'd be like Miko. Just look for a face."
"Don't be angry, don't let trivial problems ruin happiness today. This show is over when is it? Last night, I was tired of lying down. Ordinary Mas, my waist hurts ... pegel." she said as she continued to hold her husband's hand.
"Hold a minute, baby, when it's over. We rest. Nginep at the home of Daddy and Mommy yes Darling, so you can immediately rest."
About 8 pm, then the whole event is finished and the house is back quiet. Both of Khaira's parents have also returned home.
"Dad, Mommy .. Can we stay here tonight?" radit asked his parents.
"May .. This is also your home. No need for permission, make it here" Wibi's father told Radit.
After obtaining permission from his parents, Radit immediately led Khaira into his room. As soon as he reached the room, he laid out several pillows that would be used as the backrest of Khaira. "Sit leaning over here, honey. Want to take a shower or rest first." asked Radit to his wife.
"I'm gonna take a shower, Mas, sultry. Please let go of this bun can Mas?" the door to the husband.
"Can...."
The man's hand also tried to remove the bun that was attached to Khaira's hair. The flowers placed as hair ornaments have also been released by Radit. Not forgetting that he had long hair on his wife.
"Dear, it's neat. Now take a shower. Let's get some rest he said tired."
Reluctant to go to the bathroom, Khaira was still sitting in front of her dresser.
"Hug five minutes dong Mas, that's my bath...."