Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
First Time One Room
Inevitably, Khaira will be stuck all night with her husband, Radit. What a situation that can no longer be avoided Khaira, but in fact nature itself that makes a husband and wife without love must spend the night together of course in one room.
The dining table that originally sounded crowded due to the discussion of Wibi's father, Bunda Ranti, Khaira, and Radit momentarily felt quiet.
"Khaira, how's college? When's light?" ask Bunda Ranti to her daughter-in-law who sits in front of her.
"If you can pursue, the end of this semester can be the graduation of Mother."
"What are your plans after college, son?" it was Wibi's father's turn to ask Khaira.
"Hem, actually Khaira wants to continue school again Dad. Taking the master program." Khaira actually hesitated to express her ideals later, she did not know how her in-laws responded to her ideals later.
"O... That's good, Khaira... You are young, what you can achieve, you can achieve first. However, if there are children, there are other stories again Nak." continued Bu Ranti who seems to support Khaira, but at the same time reminded that for a woman, the, their life path will change after having a child. Not infrequently women will sacrifice their ideals and work that was originally a full-time worker, turned into a full-time mom after having children. And, Khaira also knows very well, what happens in front is unpredictable, but there is no harm in trying to achieve his goals first.
"If I may know, what are your dreams, son?"
"Hmm, Khaira wants to be Dad's teacher. However, it is not limited to teaching conventionally in the classroom. Because now supported by digital technology that is growing rapidly, teaching can be anywhere and anytime. Online teaching also allows Dad."
Hearing Khaira's answer, Wibi's father was amazed by her daughter-in-law's thoughts. It is true that times have changed. The Internet and digital technology affect all aspects of human life, and that opportunity is being pursued by Khaira.
"Your ideas are good, son... Father supports. If you ever need anything or anything, I'll be the first one to help you, son. If you want to continue S2, I don't mind either. Even Dad himself will finance you."
"Thank you very much, Dad."
Khaira thanked him sincerely. She was so grateful that her two in-laws supported her, that even Khaira could feel the genuine affection of her two in-laws.
"You support your wife's ideals, don't you, Dit?" Dad asked Radit, who has been focusing on his food since.
"Yes Dad... Radit would certainly support Radit's wife."
"OK good, Dit... The success of the wife is also the success of the husband, and vice versa. Support each other, it's the purpose of the household." Back Dad advised Radit, Khaira was grateful for a lot of advice given if you know it can change Radit.
Dinner with talk and advice from Daddy and Mommy is finally over. It's getting late, it's time for family members to rest.
"Khaira didn't bring a change of clothes?" ask Bunda Ranti to Khaira before they enter the room.
"Eh, yes Mother... Khaira did not bring a change of clothes... Because he didn't think he was staying here."
"Borrow Radit's clothes later. Dit, pinch your rather small clothes to your wife huh..."
"Yes Mother..."
Eventually Radit and Khaira re-enter Radit's room. Khaira was still sitting on the sofa she was sitting on before dinner, while Radit was seen opening her wardrobe, looking around for small shirts and pants. Finally he brought a short t-shirt and shorts, gave them to Khaira.
"Hey, this is you changing your clothes first."
Khaira looked at the clothes her husband had given her, but she frowned as she opened the shorts that looked short. Sleeping with a person who is not loved does not even appreciate his existence as a wife by using shorts on the thigh is certainly not the right choice.
"No trousers? Sport trousers if there is, I borrow it if there is."
Finally Radit looking for more sports pants with a smaller size. Finally stacked the bottom pants, there is a sports training pants in gray.
Khaira picked up the trousers, then went into the bathroom to change her clothes.
Out of the bathroom, Khaira wore a T-shirt and Radit trousers which of course looked great on her body. But, inevitably, he had to wear those clothes to sleep last night. After Khaira came out of the bathroom, it was Radit's turn to go into the bathroom to change his clothes.
Out of the bathroom, Radit's eyes catch that Khaira is still sitting on the sofa in the corner of her room. Actually it was still less than half an hour and a half nine nights, but both of them were already in the room together with the rain falling so heavily.
"Hey little boy, aren't you sleeping?" Radit called Khaira a little boy again.
Khaira was silent, busy with the phone in her hand. She ignored her husband's voice.
"Why the hell if you're like me, you're so jutek. Hm? Same feeling the other one's not." Radit got out of his bed and walked towards Khaira.
"Hey, you want to sleep? Not tired yet? Intentionally yes, want to get close to kayak gini? Hm."
Khaira simply rolled her eyes, feeling offended by her husband who looked overconfident.
"Go away, don't make a ditch." Khaira replied with a firm tone of voice.
"Are we not halal? Plus beyond the heavy rain, isn't it..." Radit deliberately did not continue his words, the words floated in the air, but his body was getting closer to Khaira. His hand even supported Khaira who was sitting stiffly on the sofa.
Radit brought his face closer, his breathing could be felt sweeping Khaira's face. However, the girl threw away her eyes from the glare of Radit's eyes looking at her sharply, as if like a wolf wanting to pounce on its prey.
One sec... Five seconds... Ten seconds...
Radit drew his face closer, his eyes staring at his wife's tiny, thin lips. Radit tried to bring the face closer, to grab Khaira's lips.
However, before the lips landed right on Khaira's lips, the girl avoided by turning her face away. Making Radit fail to land his lips. Khaira's face turned red, her heart was racing, but she still put on Radit's face.
Feeling that the action failed, Radit actually released the cage from Khaira. The man walked back and laughed.
"Haha... Temptation of a good little boy is also yes." His laughter was so loud that the man held his stomach and he returned to his bed.
Satisfied with laughing, Radit still saw Khaira who was increasingly seen jutek and did not make a sound at all.
"Had slept... Sleep here, not there. Later if Mommy comes in to see you there it's just that we both get angry."
Khaira did not immediately agree with the words of her husband, she was still indifferent sitting on the sofa.
"Good night, sleep." this time Radit spoke in a tone that sounded resolute.
Khaira walked to the bed. He then made a distance with two bolsters separating him and Radit. What he did was make Radit laugh.
"Wouldn't you like to be touched by your own husband? Relax, I don't want to touch you either."
Khaira just silently took a sleeping position against Radit, he pulled his blanket to cover his entire body, until his head was covered with a blanket. It gave Radit no room to see it.
"Little kid is doing something. Weird." Radit still spoke softly and laughed a little at the behavior of his wife who he judged like a child.