Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Busy
A few days after returning from Singapore, Radit began to be preoccupied with his work. Towards the end of the month, there are a lot of financial statements that must be audited. In the last few days, Radit often came home late to finish his work.
"Ma ... Why is Arsyila so late, her dad hasn't come home from work yet?" asked Arsyila who was looking for the whereabouts of her Papa, because until 19:00 pm, the Papa was still not home.
Arsyila is looking for the existence of her Papa because of the busyness of her Papa. Khaira sighed, she could only give her understanding to Arsyila. In addition, Khaira also knows for sure that Arsyila misses her Papa. They only met briefly in the morning, and then only met in the afternoon when his father was at work.
"Papa still has work Darling ... Arsyila was booby first yes, tomorrow morning when Arsyila was up there was Papa." Said Khaira who tried to calm Arsyila down.
"Arsyila is kangen Papa, Ma." he said by looking at the face of the mother who was hugging him.
"Sabar Darling .. Now it's night, Syila boobok first yes. Tomorrow morning you can see Papa again." he said while gently rubbing Arsyila's hair.
"Father tomorrow work again, Ma .. just meet at breakfast. Kan Syila kangen Papa." said Arsyila who can convey his heart to his mother.
As a Mama, of course Khaira knows what Arsyila is feeling right now. However, she could not do much because her husband was busy working.
Khaira gently rubbed the top of Arsyila's head until finally her little daughter fell asleep. Inwardly, Khaira wanted to talk to her husband to make time for Arshila. It's been a week and her husband still comes home the night.
After putting Arsyila to sleep, Khaira went back downstairs waiting for her husband to come home. He sat in the living room and turned on the television, unfortunately Khaira could not fully focus on seeing the television broadcast. Her mind went round and round thinking about her husband if he was really overtime. Trying to get rid of the bad, Khaira rubbed her own two hands.
By 20:00, the sound of a car from her husband had just been heard. Khaira rushed up and opened the door first.
"Dear Night.." said Radit once standing at the door.
Khaira nodded her head. "Night Mas.." he said.
Radit immediately went up to the second floor, heading for his room. The man went straight to the bathroom, while Khaira chose to sit in the living room. There were some things she needed to say with her husband, therefore Khaira chose to wait below.
After 20 minutes, Radit went back down and found his wife who was just silent and saw the television, the man immediately sat next to his wife.
"Kok is still here anyway? I was looking in the room" he said.
Khaira just smiled. "It's okay, I still want to be here. Have you eaten Mas?" ask her husband. Routine questions she always asks her husband after work.
Radit shook his head. "It's not a pity .. a lot of work, until it hasn't eaten" he said.
Khaira stood up and turned off the television. "Eat first, I prepare" he said as he stood up and headed for the kitchen.
Just now that Khaira had left, Radit apparently blocked his wife's hand. Made his wife stop her footsteps.
"Here first, dear .. accompany me. I miss it." she said, carrying Khaira's hand to land on the side of her face.
Radit shook his head. "I miss you, sweetie .. I'm sorry I've been so busy this week."
"You're really overtime, aren't you? Not trying to find some new fun out there?" ask Khaira slowly.
It's not that she suspects her husband just that Khaira does want to make sure that he really works overtime and does not seek pleasure outside the home.
The two men's eyes faded as his wife asked such a question. "Good God, dear .. Why are you asking like this? I can't possibly be looking for fun outside of this house. Everything I want is in the house. Sit here first, talk to me about why my wife can talk like that."
Although reluctant, Khaira also ended up sitting next to her husband. "Why suddenly overtime? And it's been a week. Poor Arsyila who every night awaits you. Kangen with his father. He was sad to only meet his Papa at breakfast" said Khaira who became an extension of the tongue for the princess. He conveyed what Arsyila felt to her father.
Radit rubbed his face rough, during his work apparently there was a heart that forgot to take care of him. Not only the heart of his wife, but also the heart of his little daughter.
"Sorry Darling .. sku forgot. I completely forgot to take care of Arsyila's heart. But trust me, I really work. I don't seek pleasure outside the home. You as my wife have always been my home. Home for me to go home. There's Arsyila who always dyed my day. You two are my encouragement." Said the man solemnly.
Slowly Khaira moved to see her husband's face. "Related?"
Radit immediately nodded his head. "Related. Nothing and never existed. You're just you, baby."
Trying to accept and trust her husband's words. "Well when's the overtime?"
"This week is the last darling .. There will be no more overtime after this." Radit answered seriously.
"Allah ... Arsyila misses you, Mas."
Radit immediately looked at his wife's face. "Sorry .. I really have no other choice. I miss Syila too, more than that I miss you too. Very happy with you." said the man trying to convey his heart.
Khaira then stood up again. "Don't say kangen-kangen, if the stomach is still empty. Come on, eat first the stomach acid goes up again."
Khaira stood up and held her husband's hand. "Come, eat first. His stomach is filled first."
Radit stood up and followed the steps of his wife who walked into the kitchen. Khaira prepared a chair and told her husband to sit down. Then she took the white rice on her husband's empty plate and also filled it with vegetables and side dishes for her husband.
Khaira chose to sit next to her husband and looked at her husband who was eating his dinner. Feeling stared at, Radit paused his meal. "Why see your husband?" he asked by watching his wife.
Khaira just shook her head. "It's been a week, I haven't seen you eating dinner. I miss seeing sights like this." she said, apparently missing her husband's dinner like that.
Not only missed her figure, apparently Khaira also missed her husband's daily activities.
Radit smiled, one hand outstretched touching the side of his wife's face. "Your eyes embarrassed me, honey .. Not only that, at the same time, your gaze made me feel guilty. Sorry, I've been really busy this week. I'm sorry, dear."