Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Apologize
Ting Tong's....
The bells from their house.
Both Radit and Khaira blinked, who came and rang the bell. Their parents come knocking at the door. Almost the bell of their house never rings.
"Who came to the house? The house bell never rings, does it?" radit asked his wife.
Khaira stood up. "Let me open, Mom...." His feelings were still anxious, but it was his impulse that made him want to open the gate for the person who came.
Slowly Khaira shifted the gate made from the trellis. His eyes immediately saw the woman who a few minutes ago made Khaira sobbing sedan.
"You.." said Khaira with a tongue that felt faint.
"Yes, I'm Felly, Khai...." The woman who is none other than Felly.
"What's wrong?" ask Khaira briefly.
Looking clumsy, Felly also gave a white plastic bag. "This is Cimol that Radit bought, he just left. I asked the security who was ahead to give this."
Khaira's eyes saw a white plastic bag that contained the Cimol. "Hmm, thank you for saying that."
Khaira reluctantly accepts the plastic bag. Just as Khaira was about to shift the gate, one hand of Felly held her back.
"Khi, can we talk to you for a second?" said it.
Khaira rolled her eyes lazily. Either you have to choose to talk to Felly or you don't. "What else is there to talk about?" sahut Khairah.
"Uhm, I'm sorry about you, Khai. Please forgive me." the woman smiled bitterly.
Khaira could see those regretful eyes.
When Felly was about to continue his conversation, apparently Radit also came out of the door of his house. The man was of course his wife.
"Bumilku is beautiful, really long anyway." he said as he walked towards Khaira. But the man's speech was also restrained because in front of him now there is Felly.
Radit instantly wrapped his hands around his wife's waist. Something Radit never expected.
"What are you doing here, Fel? If there is no business, please leave" Radit said firmly.
The speech that made Khaira slightly turned to her husband, glancing at his husband's face a little.
"I want to apologize, Radit. I'm sorry about you two. Especially you, Khai .. I remember how evil I used to be. I didn't like you in the first place, because you're the woman Radit's parents always liked. You are the legal and religious wife, but I know her and love her first. When you saw you, you were also a good girl, know what I felt back then, Khai? I feel like all the charms you have, it would be so easy to make Radit turn away from me and love you. Because of that, I'm terrorizing you and I'm making Radit leave you."
Like a confession, Felly uttered his guilt and feelings in the past.
Khaira could only shut up and digest Felly's words.
Radit breathed a rough sigh. "If you have, you better get out of here" again Radit tried to expel the woman who once filled his heart.
Reluctant to leave, now Felly just stared at Radit. "I'm sorry about you too. I even played heart behind you, unbeknownst to you. Please forgive me, too Radit. And, I hope you two live happily, I'll go. I won't bother you anymore."
Felly immediately went to enter a live car parked not far from their home.
After Felly's departure, Khaira returned to the house. He put the plastic bag containing the Cimol on the dining table, then he climbed the stairs back into his room.
The feeling of real relief when problems in the past can be solved. However, back to meet Felly in fact enough to make his mood messy.
Khaira chose to lie down, while Radit followed Khaira, lying next to Khaira.
But unlike usual, where Khaira must have been lying and scratching her head on her husband's chest, now the pregnant woman chose to turn her back on Radit.
Lying next to Khaira, Radit stared at his wife's back. "Did his wife avoid him?" he murmured in the heart. With a deep look, Radit saw his wife's trembling back.
Radit's right hand held his wife's back. "Darling.." he called his wife affectionately.
There was no answer, but Radit knew for sure that his wife was crying right now. Instead of too much talk that could have made the mood of his wife more messy. So Radit chose to be quiet. Give his wife time to digest everything. Not because Khaira was pregnant, but Radit did not want to damage the peace of his household. Be patient until the woman starts talking.
Radit was now on his back, with his tail staring at his wife's back. Since the relationship between the two was good, Khaira never turned her back. If he accidentally turned his back on him, Radit was the one who would always hold his wife's body warm.
But now Radit chose to give his wife some time first. Just a minute of silence, until finally at the right time Radit heard his wife calling him.
"Buck...."
Radit immediately said, "Yes?"
In the moments that made the man seem to hold his breath, Radit saw how the body was slowly moving. Turned. The two men met.
Strengthening himself, Radit tried to ask his wife. "What's wrong?"
Khaira was silent, her eyes glared at her husband's neutrals. "Hug me...."
Radit was so stunned, he did not expect his wife who was so bad mood to say that. Without a second thought, Radit moves in and Radit pulls Khaira and drowns the woman he loves so much in his arms.
Both of them were still equally silent, the breath of Khaira caressing his chest made the man so calm. Radit further strengthened his embrace with one hand gently rubbing his wife's back.
"Mas, since when do you love me?"
Hearing the question from his wife made Radit's heart beat fast. He tried to lower his face, but only a strand of his wife's hair he saw.
When did he start loving his wife? Why does Khaira ask such a question?