Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Apologies
Khaira still faithfully accompanied her husband who devoured his dinner at the dinner table. Busy at work, it makes Radit miss some things at home. Truly, Khaira could accept, but there was Arsyila who could not accept the busyness of her Papa. The 3-year-old wants to be with her dad every day. Just meeting in the morning and after work until overtime, make the afternoon Arsyila feel bland.
"Mas .. if you are free, make time for Arsyila." Pinta Khaira to her husband.
Radit immediately put his spoon and fork on the side of the plate. "Yes dear .. You also definitely need time with me huh? Sorry yeah...." He said with regret.
Khaira shook her head. "Prioritize to Arsyila first, Mas .. he needs more Papa figure. I could next time, I know you're busy as an Auditor, but Arsyila doesn't know yet. He only knew his Papa was working and his Papa was coming home afternoon."
Sometimes diving into the mind path of a child is not easy, they have not been able to communicate well. But they know the habits of their parents. Like Arsyila who knows that her Papa works in the morning and comes home in the afternoon, therefore when her Papa does not come home in the afternoon it is certain that Arsyila will look for him.
Breathing that feels heavy is done by Radit. "Right Honey .. I had to make up for a lot of time with Arsyila. Thank you for understanding me too."
Khaira nodded her head. "Originally you really work overtime, I'm fine Mas .. but, if you've been unfaithful, I'm sorry I won't give you another third chance." khaira said firmly.
Khaira's words just now felt so shaking Radit's feelings. He knew for sure, his wife would definitely do what he said and also this time he would absolutely not make the same mistake. "Trust me dear .. I won't hurt you anymore. Sorry yes, if you do not believe you can ask Dad Wibi how busy the work in the office is now. Besides I'm working with Dad, it's easier for you to monitor" said the man who explained that he wouldn't be out there. Giving reassurance to his wife that he will be truly faithful.
"Yes .. I will try to trust you, Mas." said Khaira slowly.
After her husband finished eating, Khaira cleaned her dining table while washing the dirty tableware. Radit observed his wife's every move while drenching her throat with drinking water.
After drinking, the man moved and hugged his wife from behind. "If you're tired, let me do the dishes. All day you've been babysitting Arsyila, cooking, and doing other homework. You must be tired."
Khaira shook her head. "Housework is my duty, Mas .. besides I'm not tired, I do everything sincerely."
Increasingly tightened his embrace, Radit put his chin on the top of his wife's shoulder. "Good wife really .. how do I not add love, if you are this good" he said while teasing his wife who was washing dishes.
Feeling uneasy, Khaira tried to warn her husband. "Don't think gini, risih Mas.." he said telling him that Khaira was feeling uncomfortable.
Ignoring what his wife said, Radit teased his wife even more, breaking her focus by biting her ear lobe. The bite that made Khaira hold her breath. "Jeez Mas .. don't dong. If until I wash this plate until it breaks, look out. Very difficult." he said.
Radit laughed too. "Here, let me finish it. You wait for me at the dinner table." said the man, trying to take over the dishwasher, which was just rinsed away.
Then Radit grabbed his wife's hand and took her under the water faucet to remove the soap foam there. "Udah clean .. Now you wait for me yes. Let me finish" he said, ready to finish the dishwasher.
Initially, Khaira looked and stood beside her husband, but slowly Khaira walked and she hugged the body of her husband from behind. Doing exactly what her husband had done to her before.
Khaira let herself be quiet and leaned her head against her husband's back. "I miss.." one simple confession, but enough to make Radit sigh.
He knew very well, his wife must have missed him too. Even if every day meet, but there is a longing that envelops both.
The man slightly rewinded his head, "i miss you too dear." he said as he continued to rinse one by one the tableware.
Khaira closed her eyes and rested her head on her husband's back, allowing herself for a moment to lean on the man she had always loved and sounding only water gurgling. This kind of calm and peace that Khaira always felt every time she was with her husband.
Radit then, finishing washing the dishes that night, the man then turned around and hugged his wife tightly. "I'm sorry, honey.. I've been so busy this week, so sorry." He said while peeping his wife's forehead.
Khaira nodded and smiled a little. "It's okay Mas .. You work too for us, for the family. So it's nothing. It's important to leave time for Arsyila, that's all my request" he said in earnest.
"Yes dear .. I will make up for the time with Arsyila. Are you going to the yuk room? Want me to carry it?" this time to his wife.
Hearing her husband's offer, Khaira laughed. How could her husband offer to carry her. "The stronger the carrying me?" tanyakanya.
Radit nodded his head. "Strong dong Darling .. yuk, I'm fat."
Khaira laughed, then she had an idea to tease her husband. "The back of the carriage yeah .. must nyampe room, yes, can not be dropped" said Khaira quickly.
Afterwards she climbed onto her husband's back and held his hand in a way that wrapped around his neck.
Radit held his wife's weight with his hand. Slowly the man smiled and started walking.
"Related, strong is it?" ask her husband again.
Radit moved his head, "i'm definitely strong" he said confidently.
Until climbing one by one the stairs, Khaira was actually worried and felt sorry for her husband, but this time she seemed to be more hearty by allowing her husband to continue carrying her to enter her room. Once inside the room, Radit dropped his wife on the bed. "Keep me .. for you I'm always sure and try dear" he said seriously.
Withdrawing her husband's hand, Khaira placed her lips on his right cheek. "Thank you Mas Radit has carried me here." he said with a red face blushing after kissing her husband's cheek.