Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Saturday with Papa
Today when entering the weekend, Arsyila is so excited to be able to play all day with her Papa. The three-year-old boy grew up to be a smart princess ranging from Alphabet, Colors, Various Animals, Plants, to Numbers 1 to 30 already known by Arsyila. More amazing at the age of 3 years, Arsyila was able to read her own book.
The daily life of Khaira and Radit who often read books to Arsyila made him become sensitive to words and language, until one day suddenly he could read a fairy tale book himself and that too without being spelled.
"Mrs ... When are we going to the bookstore, Ma. Syila wants to buy a fairy tale, Ma." The three-year-old boy sulked to take his mother to the bookstore.
Khaira crouched down and tidied up her daughter's hair bangs. "Syila's going to the bookstore? Tell me Mama first, what book does Syila want to buy?"
As a Mama, Khaira did not directly give what Arsyila asked for. Sometimes she also asks what Arsyila wants and makes sure that what Arsyila asks is what she wants.
"Syila wants a Disney Princess fairy tale, Ma ... Same board book Farm Land yes Ma." said Arsyila with eyes that look sparkling.
Khaira nodded her head. "Let's go to the bookstore and wait for Papa if it's not busy. Is she patient?" ask her to her little daughter.
Without much drama, Arsyila nodded her head. "Okay Mama ... Syila want to play with Papa can Ma?" tanyanya while looking at her Papa who was at her desk.
"Try Syila first asked Papa yes .. if Papa is not busy, Syila can play with Papa" he said giving understanding to Arsyila.
Not waiting long, Arsyila came to see her Papa who was focusing on her laptop. Radit usually prioritizes time for his wife and children. However, this time he was so busy that he was forced to bring work home.
"Ma ... Papa is busy?" ask Arsyila who came to Radit who was working.
Feeling called by his favorite daughter, Radit immediately took hold of Arsyila. While kissing the cheek of his chubby son. "Papa's a little busy Honey .. why?" tanyakanya.
"Let's play, Pa. .. accompany Syila to see children's songs on Pa's television." ask her to accompany her to see a YouTube channel connected to their smart television and Arsyila loves to sing. There is one Chanel children's song that Arsyila loves.
Radit could not bear to refuse the request of his son. He slowly kept the documents he had been working on one by one then turned off his laptop. "Well, we'll watch Syila's favorite children's song."
The young papa immediately held Syila and took her to the family room to turn on the smart television connected to YouTube. Slowly Radit searches for Arsyila's favorite Chanel. Until finally Arsyila jumped for joy when her favorite songs began to play.
"Oh happy place... Oh happy place
Let's all make the world a happy place"
Arsyila sang the children in English while following the main character who was dancing.
Because always accompany Arsyila watch the video channel, Radit and Khaira also to memorize various songs that have become playlists for Arsyila.
Khaira who saw Papa and the boy who looked compact and happy was smiling too. His heart really warmed this very much. While Khaira was in the kitchen, humming along singing the children's song that was playing.
Not long after, Khaira followed her husband and son by bringing her homemade Brownie cake and warm tea for her husband.
"The tea Mas .. mumpung is still warm" she said while offering a cup of warm tea to her husband.
Shila, who saw the arrival of her mother, sat beside her. "Mama, why call Papa Mas? It was Papa, not Mas" he said in protest, feeling that his mother should call his Papa Papa Papa.
Khaira smiled and gently ruffled the top of Arsyila's head. "That's my dear Mama's call to your Papa, dear...."
"Okay, Mama's gonna call Papa ya."
Arsyila quickly nodded her head. "Okay Mama." he said while hugging his mother.
While Radit only laughed at Arsyila who was so critical at the age of 3 years. Little Arsyila reminds Radit of Khaira as a child. The same laughter, the same beauty, and the same cleverness. Radit feels like he's back with a duplicate of his wife.
"Syila, want some brownies? Mama has made a favorite roasted Brownie Shila." this time Khaira gave a plate of Brownis cake to Arsyila.
With a smile, Arsyila took the Brownis. "One for Papa .. one for Mama .. and ... Syila took one" he said, taking one by one the Brownies for Papa and Mama.
"Thank you dear.." said Radit and Khaira together.
The three also enjoyed a snack that afternoon with the adorable Arsyila.
"Arsyila looks a lot like you when you were a child, dear." said Radit whispered softly in his wife's ear.
Slowly Khaira turned her face to look at her husband. "I mean Mas?"
"You used to be like Arsyila ... equally beautiful, pinter, chatty also the same" he said with eyes that look back on his memory when he met his little Aira first.
Khaira smiled too. "Emang Papa still remember how I used to be as a kid?"
Radit quickly nodded his head. "I remember, and will always remember. Arsyila was just like you were a kid. My little Aira used to be like Arsyila right now."
Khaira smiled again and watched Arsyila who was singing and jumping dancing. "My feelings used to be calm Pa ... It's not like that."
Radit laughed. "No Ma .. Mama used to be like Arsyila it was 100% similar."
Then Khaira just shook her head when her husband mentioned that she was so similar to Arsyila. But according to Khaira himself, he is a more calm figure. While Arsyila is an active and cheerful child.
"Pa, Arsyila asked the bookstore. He said he wanted to buy the Disney Princess and Farmland books that are board books." said Khaira.
As a Mama, Khaira was like a tongue-tie for Arsyila to her Papa. As of this moment, Khaira told Arsyila's wish to her Papa.
"Then, what did Mama say?" tanyanya sipped her warm tea.
"I told you Papa wasn't busy" he said briefly.
Radit looks back to observe Arsyila who is busy singing and jumping. "Late next week, baby .. We take Arsyila to the bookstore, buy her the book she wants."
"Yes Pa ... We haven't bought a book for Arsyila in a while" Khaira said.
"Papa bought a book for Arsyila, but there is a fee, Ma .. only Mama can pay to Papa" he said whispering softly in his wife's ear.
Turning his head slightly, Khaira pursed her lips. "Definitely the ends of the mode. Don't be ah, Papa .. I'll take it."