Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Remembrance of Childhood Memories
From a distance of several meters, Radit and Khaira both sit on other park benches. They smiled looking at Aksara and also Arsyila.
"Our childhood was the same as theirs, dear." said Radit who suddenly remembered his childhood with Khaira in Jogjakarta.
Khaira quickly shook her head. "Where there is Mas .. who there every meet, we just play and run around. Where ever did you read me a book like that Aksara." he replied as he pursed his lips.
Radit laughed. "Abis I don't have any friends to play with Darling .. So if you meet you it's fun to play around. You were once I thought of myself." he recalled, who since childhood had thought of Khaira as his own grandfather.
"Life is funny yes Mas .. we used to know each other as children. Dozens of years never met each other hate, after loving each other. Truly all divine mysteries." he said with a sigh.
If you think there are sometimes several phases or moments in human life that seem funny. However, all of them already have their own destiny line that has been determined by the Power.
"Maybe you used to be like Arsyila, baby, feel I'm bigger than you, so since childhood you've stuck with me. Just like Arsyila, treating Aksara is like getting a Big Brother" he said while pointing to Arsyila who is still fun reading books with Aksara.
Khaira laughed too. "Yes, Mother Dyah and Father Ammar did say that you are Masku, so indeed I consider you Mas.." replied Khaira while spreading her shoulders.
"However, now in front of Arsyila, I must call you Papa .. because Arsyila protested why her mother called her Papa Mas." again Khaira told her husband about Arsyila who had begun to protest a lot, including when his mother called her Papa Mas.
The little girl seemed to want everyone in the house to have what kind of call she knew. You cannot have a call of your own that is different from your own.
"No papa Darling .. You call me anything, I still like it. Mau Mas, want Papa, no problem for me" he said as he rolled his eyes.
"When we were kids, were we happy when we were both? But in Arsyila until a moment forget the same Papa and Mama." this time Khaira pointed to Arsyila who seemed engrossed together with Aksara to forget Papa and Mama.
Radit nodded his head. "It must be a darling .. as I recall, I was always happy when I was able to meet and play with you. When you were a kid, you were like Arsyila. Beautiful, funny, pissing, but you're a whiny." the god while pinching his wife's nose.
"Sick loh Mas .. My nose must be this red." Khaira rubbed her nose and put on a sullen face.
While Radit just chuckles amusedly with his wife. "You remember, sweetheart, when did I first kiss you as a kid?" this time Radit asked Khaira suddenly.
Khaira turned her head and looked at her husband. "Do you remember?" it was Khaira's turn to ask her husband back and look for answers on her husband's face whether the man who is now her husband remembers the first time he kissed Khaira.
With confidence Radit replied. "At Candi Prambanan Babe ... When we enter Shiva Temple. Seeing the huge statue of Goddess Durga and the dark inside the temple, you cry. Then I wiped your tears and kissed your cheeks. I promise to accompany you and you will not have to fear the darkness and the great statue of Goddess Durga, because Mas Adit will always be by your side. Don't you?"
Suddenly Khaira's face was met with red blushing. He was so embarrassed to hear the story of Radit how he was so timid when he was a child, to see the statue of Durga in Prambanan Temple alone he cried.
It was truly a memory that stuck in the hearts of both of them. Both Khaira and Radit remember the memories of both at Prambanan Temple.
"You are looking for an opportunity in a very narrow heck Mas .. from a small apparently already mode yes. There was a little boy crying, even playing kisses" Khaira said, laughing and shaking her head.
"After I kissed you, you kept on getting them. Not crying anymore. I held your hand out of Shiva Temple at that time. So sweet right Darling ... from childhood I've always taken care of you." said Radit confidently.
Again Khaira chuckled amusedly, her face until reddened with shame to remember her memories with Radit when she was a child.
"You were the first man to kiss me, certainly after Dad" replied Khaira. Then she paused for a moment and glanced at her husband. "You're also the first man I've ever loved in this world, certainly after Dad. Thank you for sharing your childhood memories. I remember, every time I met you I felt so happy. Playing, running around here and there, or playing anything feels so much fun."
Radit then clasped Khaira's hand. "Now living with you is also so much fun Honey .. living my day with my great wife and Mama makes me happy."
Unfortunately the story and the review of the memories of Papa and the young Mama ended when Arsyila was running towards them and suddenly fell. Until his knee bleeds. Radit immediately ran to Arsyila, followed by Khaira. And so with Aksara who also panicked and ran towards Arsyila.
"No running, dear. His knee must have hurt, right?" said Radit while blowing on Arsyila's knee that looked bloody.
At once Arsyila was crying and felt pain and pain in her knee. "Yes." she answered with tears.
"Dad wait a minute, Aksara get me the medicine box." The script went back inside and took the medicine box for Arsyila.
Khaira first cleaned the wound on Arsyila's knee, then applied a little red medicine and covered it with a plaster.
"Had Mama treated ya Darling .. next time just walk slowly yes. Be more careful." said Khaira while hugging Arsyila who was still crying.
Seeing Arsyila still crying, Aksara took out the Caramel candy from her pants pocket and gave it to Arsyila.
"Syila don't cry anymore ... Brother has Caramel-flavored candy, Arsyila wants this? If Syila ate this Caramel, Syila would feel happy and not sick anymore" said Aksara who was trying to calm Arsyila.
Then Aksara gave one Caramel candy to Arsyila. "How sweet is Caramel? It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" ask the character slowly
Arsyila quickly nodded her head. "Yes, the Caramel candy is sweet. It doesn't hurt anymore." replied Arsyila by wiping away the tears in the corner of her eyes.