Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - It Seems Like It Tastes
Friendly hospitality and gathering with the whole family has always been a happy time for Khaira and Radit. They not only chatted, but also recalled the memories of the old story. Happiness was also for Arsyila who was so happy when Grandma, Grandpa, and Her Grandpa were all gathered together.
The day was getting night, finally the Wibisono Family and the Ammar Family were saying goodbye.
"We went home ... Dit, take care of Khaira. Now it's two people. Khaira and her baby. The patient." A message from Ammar's father to his son-in-law.
Radit nodded and answered Ammar's father's question with certainty. "Surely Radit will take care of Khaira, Well .. for the baby candidate and also Arsyila. I can trust Radit." said the man with confidence.
Ammar's father patted his son-in-law on the shoulder. "Dad put your daughter's father to you. Prove that you have always been a good husband to Khaira, and a good Papa figure to Arsyila and her sister later."
"Well Dad ..thank you for trusting Radit" he said, bowing his head in a gesture of respect to his father-in-law.
On the other hand, Bu Ranti hugged Khaira affectionately. "Once again congratulations ya Khai .. healthy, do not soy sauce and do not think too much. If there is anything immediately Mother's relationship yes, Mother is always ready 24 hours for you."
"Thank you Mother." she said thank you and hugged her Mother.
After both the parents and in-laws said goodbye, the two young couples went back into the house. Radit chooses to put Arsyila to bed first, while Khaira waits in the room.
Khaira just sat leaning back and occasionally rubbed her flat stomach. It was her second pregnancy, but it felt like Khaira was so happy. Knowing there was life beginning to grow in her womb, made the woman's heart so warm.
Half an hour passed, Radit finally came into the room. The man smiled and took a seat by his wife's side.
"Why are you quiet? Hmm." he asked the wife who was just silent and her hands rubbed her stomach.
Khaira shook her head. "Euhm, it's just magical that there's a new life here again. I think when the miscarriage and curettage first, I won't be able to feel this anymore. It turns out that Allah is All-Good again entrusts us with the future baby who is growing here. It turned out like this." the story with the face looks teary.
Radit laughed and hurriedly embraced his wife. Carrying his wife's head to lean completely on his chest. "Yes ... Allah is All-Good, Dear. It also feels magical to me. Now how do you feel?" a question from the husband who asked about his wife's feelings who was pregnant again.
Khaira's tears were dripping hard. Expressing his feelings and happiness. "I'm happy right now, Mas. Yes, even though I am still afraid of giving birth later, at least I want to be happy and enjoy my pregnancy. You'll always be with me, won't you?"
Radit lowered his chin to the top of his wife's head. Smelling the scent of hair that was so fragrant came out of his wife's head. His one hand also gently rubbed his wife's arm. "I'm sure I'll be with you, baby. I am glad that you are happy now. I am happy too. It feels like just yesterday pregnant Arsyila and never lost, now pregnant again. I'm so fucking grim."
Silent for a moment, Khaira closed her eyes leaning against the chest of her husband's field. "This is the last yes Mas .. two children only yes." said Khaira slowly.
"Who knows the next few years, you want to have another baby. Want three or whatever I do not matter." said Radit so lightly.
Until Khaira's hand pinched her husband's waist which made the man chuckle and complain.
"Aww...sickness Dear. Very hobby pinches my waist." he said while holding his waist that looks like an abis bitten by an ant because of the pinching of Khaira's hand.
"Yes, if I get pregnant again it's okay. During pregnancy I was healthy. But do you want constant morning sickness?" khaira asked with her eyes fixed on her husband's face.
"What medicine is Mas?" ask Khaira who does not know what is meant by the effective medicine by her husband.
The man smiled and rolled his eyes. Both of his arms stretched out so that his wife hugged him. The dipper tub hugged, without waiting for a long time Khaira hugged the man's body. Feeling the warmth of the hug that her husband always gave her.
"You want me to tell you the cure .. The medicine hugs you and kisses you I'm instantly healthy, honey." she replied with a laugh.
"Isshhs. Where there is morning sickness when the medicine swoops and kisses his wife. Ngeles really." she sneered to the husband who has the nature of endless mode.
Radit just laughed. His hands moved to cover his wife's face. The man remained silent and eroded the distance between the two. Slowly but surely, his lips landed as if on two slender lips belonging to his wife. Allowing the landing for a few seconds, the man slowly closed his eyes and began to open his lips slightly to kiss, kiss, and grasp so softly his wife's lips were so sweet.
Moving in rhythm to cause a whisper that makes Khaira's hand hold tightly to her husband's shoulder. Not just holding on, but hoping she won't lose her mind every time she kisses him. Following what her husband did, Khaira closed her eyes. When her husband kissed her, he kissed her back. When her husband kissed her, she kissed him back.
Allowing the turmoil in his chest to move in a tongue game that made both of them equally unsteady. To revive himself, the man opened his eyes for a moment and he smiled as he looked at his wife's face with a blush on her cheek and her slightly swollen and shiny lips.
Unable to see the beautiful beauty of his wife on his face, the man again eroded the distance and again greeted the lips that had always been his candlestick. Feel the taste like cotton candy is soft and sweet, a taste that he is always unable to bear and forget. The warmth of his mouth cavity that makes him feel at home linger there. As if losing his mind, one hand held his wife's nape to deepen her kiss.
Accompanied by the whisper and the increasingly hunting breath both are equally washed away in a kiss that is so intoxicating.
Suddenly, the door to the connecting room opened.
Spry. The two of them both let go of their lip wars.
"Mr ... Mama ... I want to poke Papa and Mama." Arsyila came in with her eyes, her hands hugging a rabbit-character doll in front of her chest.
Immediately the two stared at each other while Radit rubbed his face rough. Acting as if fine, the man then walked over and carried Arsyila onto his bed.
"Syilla want to bob Papa and Mama? Tumben?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, want to poke with Papa, Mama, and baby sister" said the little girl while taking a bed between Papa and Mama.
Khaira just smiled then looked at her husband's face which seemed to turn into cloudy.
"Don't jump right away, baby ... Nanggung." said the man whispered softly in his wife's ear.
Khaira raised her index finger over her lips. "Ssttss .. sleep Mas.. Syila will wake up again."
Eventually the man chose to turn his back on Khaira and envelop himself.
While Khaira just bobbing heads with her husband's funny behavior. Among pity, but also funny in Khaira's eyes.