Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Feeling Useless
For three days, Radit was in the hospital. Today based on the results of the examination from the Doctor, he was allowed to go home. Her legs are still wearing casts, and she still has to check up every early week.
By being picked up by his parents and in-laws, Radit immediately asked to be delivered to the house.
"Dad, Radit went straight home. Already miss Arsyila.." he said.
It is undeniable that he has not seen Arsyila for three days. During his time at the Hospital, Radit made a few video calls to his little baby. The rest is just Khaira who went back and forth to visit her husband.
"Yes .. This is Dad directly taking you home. Your wife and children are waiting." said Wibi's father who was driving his car.
The feeling of relief that Radit was feeling at this moment was because he was finally going home. The man could not wait to get back together with his little family, seeing his beautiful and simple wife, as well as Arsyila, his little daughter who became a light that enlivened his domestic life with Khaira.
As usual, a happy smile greeted Radit when for almost four days, the man returned home. Khaira who was holding Arsyila greeted her husband enthusiastically.
"Welcome Home Papa." she said as she opened the door for her husband.
Not waiting long, Ammar's father and Wibi's father both menapah Radit to be able to climb the stairs and enter his room first. With great difficulty, the two middle-aged men brought Radit into his room.
"Thank you Dad, you have picked up and helped Mas Radit up to the upper room." said Khaira thanking his two fathers.
"Sama-sama, Khai .. Are you sure you can take care of Radit and Arsyila alone? Why don't you use ART or just stay at Daddy's house" said Wibi's father who was worried about his daughter-in-law.
Khaira just smiled. "Khaira can still do everything herself, Well .. hopefully Khaira can take care of everything" she said who still insisted on taking care of the house, her ailing husband, and Arsyila who was still Batita.
"If so, let your Mother often change here. At least until Radit is cured, later if therapy and control, let the driver deliver. If there's anything call Dad ya." Said Ammar's father.
Khaira nodded in agreement. "Good Dad... Thank you." Thank you."
Then Khaira escorted Ammar's father and Wibi's father to the front door. "The chest of Grandpa and Eyang" he said, holding Arsyila's hand to wave to Grandpa and Eyang.
After her father's car had passed, Khaira shut the door and made a warm tea for her husband. She would take the tea to the upper room and give it to her husband.
"Mas warm tea .. drink it first" Khaira said as she handed Radit a cup of warm tea.
The man accepted it, and drank it slowly. "Thank you dear." he said as he put the cup on the nightstand.
Khaira briefly went down to the kitchen to pick up Arsyila's MPASI, but inside the room the six-month-old baby cried. While Radit with an injury on his leg could not help at all. As a Papa, Radit can now only call his daughter's name and ask her to sing, even if her daughter is at the playmart and she is on top of the bed.
A few minutes later, Khaira returned to her room and found Arsyila crying. At once Khaira held her little baby.
"Cup ... Pt ... Babe .. nyariin Mama yes? Mama to the kitchen for a while take your food." said Khaira who immediately made the baby cry stopped.
Radit's eyes glazed over seeing Khaira who had to fight alone to take care of the house, Arsyila, and also herself. Radit felt like a completely useless man right now.
"I'm sorry Honey .. I can't help you. I must be your burden, right?" said Radit with his face down and eyes that looked at his feet that were still wearing casts.
Khaira. "Don't say so Mas .. later if Mas Radit is healed can help me again. Can carry Arsyila again. I don't feel bothered." said Khaira while feeding Arsyila.
"I feel useless at this moment, my son just cries I can't calm him and carry him" Radit said with a very sad heart.
Khaira then put a moment of Arsyila's MPASI. She brought Arsyila closer to her Papa. "Papa was kissed sweetie .. di-sun was his father...." Bringing her daughter's face closer to her husband's.
Immediately Arsyila's lips pressed against her husband's face. Radit's heart warms up. "Sorry, dear ... Papa can't carry Arsyila yet. Pray Papa's leg will heal soon yes, later Papa's fat Arsyila again yes .. play with Papa again yes."
"Okay dear Papa.." said Khaira while imitating the voice of the baby.
Radit then stroked the side of Khaira's face. "I'm sorry, honey...."
Khaira immediately shook her head. "Don't apologize Mas .. I'm happy, you can go home. We're just outpatient. I'll keep you until you're healed. " Then Khaira brought Arsyila closer to her face. "We are going to see Papa and Syila ... Yuk, Papa loved again let Papa spirit. Papa should be upbeat yes ... Let it be healthy quickly because a broken spirit dries the bones. The spirit of Papa Syila." said Khaira while several times making the chubby-cheeked baby kiss his papa cheek while laughing.
"Thank You Darling ... You both love me and care about me. Yes, I will be healed for you and for Arsyila" Radit said solemnly.
Khaira approached and held her husband's hand. "You must heal for yourself, Mas .. build motivation for yourself. After that it was new for both of us. Many love Mas Radit ..we and the family pray Mas Cepet cured. Don't be sad anymore, don't feel useless. I always needed you, Mas ... Arsyila needs you too. Papa's spirit." she said while clenching one hand as a sign of encouraging her husband.
Radit finally smiled. "Thank You Honey .. it feels if you are not my life partner, I will fall and do not know how to rise again. Thank you for always supporting me. Thank you for always loving me sincerely, even you also take care of me without complaining. I won't be able to pay for this."
Khaira moved her eyebrows. "You can pay for it, Mas ... The pay love me and let's live happily to the end of our age" she said as she brought Arsyila's beautiful face closer to her Papa's cheek.
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