Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Best Hubby
When a problem comes and greets married life, it would be much better to talk about it directly. No need to delay tomorrow to solve every problem that comes in every household life.
That's what Khaira and Radit have always done. When in the past, Khaira chose silence, harboring everything herself. As time went on, Khaira was more able to open up and voice her heart to her husband.
Many times, when he has finished issuing his uneg-uneg, his trust and love for the husband actually grows many times. Share, tell each other, and find solutions.
"So, don't cry anymore. Nothing is in my heart anymore, right?" ask Radit to Khaira now.
His wife quickly shook her head. "No. .. was relieved. I can tell you that, I'm relieved. Pake really." she said who then leaned her shoulders on the chest of her husband's field.
The expression that his wife was relieved and nothing else stuck in his heart, Radit smiled. The man then grabbed his wife's chin, without waiting for the cue, he greeted her pink lips and was so ripe. Greeting with his lips, meeting both lips. Giving a warm and so soft kiss. The kiss that makes Khaira constantly dissolve in the game of sweet lips, exceeds the sweetness of glucose.
Just to say hello, Khaira then opened her eyes that were originally closed. The woman removed her lips from the link of her husband's lips as she felt his stomach suddenly ring.
Hearing the sound from his wife's stomach, Radit also took off his lips, smiling. "You laper? Can I buy you the food you want?" he offered to his wife.
"The mama's lager or the baby anyway?" radit asked as he rubbed his wife's lower lip.
Khaira was actually embarrassed, when her husband was kissing her with a soft kiss, her stomach was ringing. The woman was really embarrassed to the point that her red face held back a laugh.
"Sorry .. tumben anyway, gini nights I laper. Even though he had previously eaten caramel bananas" he said while stroking his stomach.
Radit smiled again and looked at his wife's face. "Natural thing is dear.Kan Pregnant Mother is indeed a laper, a sign that the baby in your stomach is also in need of food. Needs nutrition. So what do you want to eat?" ask her again to her wife.
Khaira seemed to think what kind of food she wanted right now, then she grasped the hand of her husband. "Mas, what if I want fried rice? Not the fried rice that bought the loh, but the special fried rice made by Papa" he said while blinking several times.
Without waiting for a long time, Radit immediately nodded his head. "May ... a moment I make it now."
Khaira also stood up, making her husband wonder. "Wait here first my dear" he said.
"I went to the kitchen, Mas .. wanted to see Papa live show directly" he said, smiling, showing a row of white teeth.
Radit pinched his wife's nose. "Manja really .. said just want to stick me continue, just like pregnant Arsyilla first. Her hobbies are pinning me down, right. Come on, go to the kitchen, but you sit down...."
Radit then grabbed his wife by the shoulder, and together they made their way to the kitchen. Radit carefully invites Khaira to sit down with a chair on Kitchen Island, while he begins preparing various condiments to make Fried Rice that his wife wants.
Continued by heating the pan with a little cooking oil there, then, he wrote the basic ingredients of the Fried Rice seasoning until smooth, then put white rice. Mix it until flat, giving salt and flavoring until a Fried Rice is finished he made.
In a different teflon, the man immediately made a cow's eye egg, the, ensure the yellow is mature perfectly because Pregnant Women are not allowed to consume animal protein in raw or undercooked conditions because it can make the fetus exposed to viruses and even toxins. Given that, Radit makes cow's eyes perfect eggs.
In a dish, Radit then put fried rice and beef eggs on it. Then he presented it to his wife. "This Bumilku is beautiful .. eaten first, so that his stomach is not dangdutan" he said with a smile.
Khaira who saw how her husband deftly, slowly began to lift her spoon and fill it with fried rice. Slowly he chewed on the fried rice in his mouth, feeling the fusion of seasoning and rice, which was cooked along with it.
"Where, honey, good?" radit asked his wife.
Intending to tease her husband, Khaira actually put on a flat face. "I'm not good, Mas." she replied briefly.
It turned out that the answer made Khaira made Radit a little disappointed. He had tried as much as possible to make good fried rice, but instead the fried rice made less tasty. Then he intended to lift back the plate that still contained fried rice with the eggs of the cow's eyes. "If it doesn't taste good, don't eat dear .. let me make a new one."
One hand Khaira stopped her husband who was lifting the fried rice. "Here is Mas ... It's for me. I'm just kidding anyway, it's so good that it tastes." he said with a laugh.
Radit looked at his wife while laughing. "You yes .. a real fad, later if I give you a sentence you can not protest" said the man while putting the fried rice again in front of his wife.
"Ah, you Mas .. little punishment. When I try to be given that reward, cook punishment (punishment) only." said Khaira sneered at her husband while continuing to enjoy his fried rice.
"What do you want to reward? Tell me the same ... A walk, a meal, a diamond, or something?" he said he offered various things that his wife might want.
Khaira then shook her head. "No. . I don't need any of that."
Then Radit immediately cut off Khaira's words. "Because I know, all you need is me and my love, right? If only it was all yours."
Hearing the confident words of her husband, Khaira almost choked. Deftly, Radit brought water to his wife and she helped him drink. "Slow down .. drink first" he said so gently.
Hearing the treatment and speech of her husband so soft, Khaira then smiled looking at her husband's face. "If you're being nice to me like this, I'll be an ice cream mas...."
Radit looked at his wife with a question mark. "Es cream means?"
"You're so kind, your attitude and your concern are melting me down."🥰