Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Happy News from Metta
Arsene's birthday is not over. Khaira chatted with Mother Dyah and also Mother Ranti, while Radit certainly chatted with Father Wibi and Father Ammar. However, their conversation paused when there was a knock on the door.
Radit and Khaira looked at each other. I wonder who came to their house. Only Khaira wants to stand up, Radit first prevents her. "Let me dear." he said as he stood and opened the door.
"Wew, newlyweds .. let's please come in." Sapa Radit's. The guests who came were Dimas and Metta.
"Honey .. there's a newlywed playing house." said Radit a bit of a shout that made Khaira leave Arsyila for a moment to the Mother and she stood near the door of her house to let the newlyweds who were meant by her husband into the house.
"Gee ... New bride. Let's go in." Khaira said to Metta and Dimas.
"A long time ago, Khai ... Is it really Kak?" metta told Dimas.
Dimas nodded. "Yes .. has been a long time. You two are just old brides already have a leak, but like a newlywed." said Dimas while patting Radit's shoulder.
The four laughed together. "You can make fun of me." Radit joked to his best friend.
"Dit, new family gathers. We're disturbing ya?" Ask Dimas to Radit.
Radit immediately shook his head. "No. We just celebrated Arsyila's birthday. His first birthday." said Radit who told him that he only celebrated Arsyila's birthday.
Dimas slightly scrunched his forehead. "If you know the future daughter-in-law's birthday, we must bring a gift."
Metta nodded her head as well. "Iya Khai, if you know Arsyila's birthday, we brought gifts" he said feeling bad.
Khaira immediately embraced his best friend. "The sincere prayers of Aunty and her Om are the best" Khaira said sincerely. "Yuk, sit down first. Cook to stand up."
They immediately sat down to the living room that had been decorated with balloons and pink trinkets. Metta also seemed to smile at Arsyila's birthday decorations that looked beautiful and funny.
"Our own record or use the services of decor, Khai?" ask Metta while observing the decorations that he thinks are beautiful and funny.
Khaira laughed too. "It's me and Mas Radit himself who decorates. Last night until almost 12 niupin balloon and stack this." replied Khaira as she looked at the face of her husband sitting next to her.
"Good loh .. Isn't it Kak, good?" ask Metta to Dimas.
Not yet Dimas replied, Khaira apparently interrupted first. "So it's married, call it still Brother huh Ta? Didn't change his call?" khaira Goda to his friend.
Metta and Dimas laughed. "So, Khai ... I'm used to calling Kak because."
Khaira smiled as she nodded her head. "Yes, a call can be anything, which is important love each other" he answered successfully made Radit glance at his wife.
"It's like we're both sweetie .. want to call anything, it's important we love each other. Is that right, sweetheart?" goda Radit to his wife who made Khaira's face blush instantly.
"Don't do that Mas ... shame." said Khaira softly. "So soon, I'll make you a drink first. Wait a minute." Khaira stands up and intends to go to the kitchen to make drinks for Dimas and Metta.
Before Khaira left, Dimas called her. "Khai, if there's any tea tubruk made by you there's no?" tanyakanya.
Khaira scrunched her forehead when she heard Dimas' words, but Khaira immediately nodded her head. "Yes .. there is Kok Kak, fortunately I was brewing Tea. Papa want to drink what Pa? Let me make it." Khaira offered her husband what to drink.
Radit just smiled. "You know my favorite drink, honey...."
Khaira nodded her head and smiled at her husband. After he went to the kitchen.
"Nih Kak Dimas, Metta .. Drunk The tea is still warm. Keep this up, for Arsyila's Papa." she said as she picked up a cup of warm chocolate for her husband.
"Makasih Khai ..." Dimas and Metta both thanked him.
"Thank You Honey ..." it was Radit's turn to thank his wife.
Khaira seemed to think and finally asked Dimas. "Eh, but did Brother Dimas know where I made the Tea Tubruk from?" tanyanya.
Dimas and Metta both smiled. "From Metta, Khai .. he told me that your Tubruk Tea is delicious. We're here because we want to taste your tea."
Khaira listened to Dimas' reply. However, for Khaira there is something strange.
Come here because you want my nyicipin tea?
"Euhm, do you not-don't have filled yes Ta? Why would I want my Tubruk Tea?" kaira asked spontaneously.
Feeling that Khaira's guess was correct, Dimas and Metta laughed. Faintly, Metta nodded her head. "Clearly Khai ... God has filled. Three months street." Answer Metta.
"O.." YEAH...." Radit and Khaira listen to Metta's confession.
"Lo was a success too, Bro .. scored a goal straight away." Radit teased Dimas.
While Dimas only laughs without being able to answer the babble of his best friend.
"Ngidam wants Khaira Tow's tea." Radit spoke with a laugh.
Dimas nodded his head. "Yes .. ngidamnya Bumil funny ya Bro." Dimas also admitted that pregnant people have cravings.
"What was Khai, when was Arsyila pregnant?" ask Metta while drinking the warm tea made by Khaira.
Khaira laughed and looked at her husband. Surely she was ashamed, if she had to tell her how long she had been so adorable to her husband when she was pregnant with Arshila.
"My wife is pregnant is simple, just want me to whip it up. Nempel. All day long, 24 hours of sticking around." Radit answered spontaneously which made Dimas and Metta widen his eyes.
"Seriously Khai?" Metta asked to see if what Radit said was true.
Khaira nodded her head. "Yes .. really. That's why Arsyila's face is so big. The effect of pregnancy nempel. If the weekend Pas Radit holiday, I really like it because it can stick all day."
Metta did not seem to believe his friend's confession. "Seriously how could it be? Morning sickness isn't Khai?" ask Metta again to Khaira.
"Neither .. I was pregnant very well, not nauseous, not vomiting, not lethargic. It's normal." replied Khaira.
"That's a damn thing. I'm in the morning of Morning sickness, Khai." said Metta who looked sad.
Seeing the different looking look in Metta's eyes, Khaira immediately opened her voice. "Pregnancy of one person with another is different, Metta. Don't make it a yardstick. The key is that we both go through pregnancy with gratitude, continue to give positive affirmations to the baby, and be happy. That's it." replied Khaira strengthen her pregnant friend.
"Mama Khaira is very wise, I have to come here often Parenting Class lo, Khai." said Metta seriously.