Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Not Premature Love
Realizing the desire of Pregnant Women who want to travel to the National Monument, on the weekend apparently without Khaira's knowledge, Radit has taken the initiative himself to invite his wife and child to the National Monument. After waking up due to a sympathetic pregnancy that is still being experienced, Radit chose to simultaneously clean his body. After that, the man chose to go down to the kitchen, he intended to cook Fried Rice for his wife. Hearing if his Fried Rice the other day tastes good, then the young Papa wants to make Fried Rice as breakfast for his wife.
Radit tuned a song from his music app on his phone, an old song called First Love.
My first love
Think that I'm to young
She doesn't even know
Wish that I could show her what I'm feeling
Cause I'm feeling my first love
While cooking Nasi Goreng, apparently the man hummed softly. Until she does not realize that his wife is already standing behind him, Khaira looks at her husband's back with a smile, in her heart the woman wonders if maybe her husband is remembering his first love. Slowly Khaira approached and immediately wrapped her hands around her husband's waist, hugging him from behind.
“Morning already singing First Love, who the hell is First Love Mas Radit?” khaira asked while moving her head, seeing the activity of her husband who was busy with frying pan was making Nasi Goreng. Looked at her from behind her husband's back.
“Eh, ngagetin aja pity ... not heard his footsteps, suddenly already here. Just sing only aja Darling, let not be lonely.” he replied while moving his head back, so that hit his wife's forehead.
Khaira nodded faintly, “oh .. I remember who it was, until the morning the tumben had been singing. I will be kepo,” Sahut Khaira while laughing.
With the laughter of his wife, Radit also laughed, “for sure my first love who I know. Who has stolen my heart since childhood.” The man replied as he continued to move both hands, finishing the Fried Rice that had been cooked on the frying pan.
“Gombal .. proof that when you are an adult, you are dating another girl. Until married to me, how many ex do you have?” She asked her husband suddenly.
“Two ... only dating twice.” answers quickly.
Khaira nodded, receiving an answer from her husband, “o. You are cute and pinter. There are a lot of girls out there. Until it is Papa aja, there are still odd girls who want to be your second wife.” Khaira spoke, sounding a tone of annoyance in her words.
As a husband, Radit knows for sure that his wife is upset right now. Slowly the man turned off his fire stove first, then turned his body around. Now, he can see the face of his wife who is pouting, “morning do not discuss something that makes badmood, later all day long. Want anything to happen out there, this husband of yours will not waver. Still, in this heart of yours is my First Love. The girl I love about me was a kid. My love for you is not premature love.” Radit spoke in earnest looking at his wife's face.
One faint nod was given by Radit, “iya ... Premature love is immature love and is forced by circumstances. My love for you is really mature, not forced by circumstances. But it is this heart that truly loves you, expects you, and wants you. Trial in the household is a lot of darling, some are tried economically, or something else. However, if the feelings of love are equally mature, we can get through it all right? Inget your greeting about the philosophy of four candles.”
The man spoke at length and assured his wife that as much ordeal as possible was present in her household heresy, with strong feelings for each other, ensure keep the fourth flame of candle flame in the household, all can be passed by hand-in-hand. Strong love can endure in all conditions. Strong love makes a marriage stand the test.
Khaira smiled, the girl suddenly took a little tiptoe, and greeted her husband's lips slowly with hers. Giving a warm kiss right in the middle of the fold of her husband's lips. An impulsive action that made Radit instantly smile brightly.
“My love for you is also not premature love kok Mas .. not forced by circumstances as well. Even at the beginning of our marriage, when conditions were not good, my love was still there. Thank you for always remembering to keep our commitment both, thank you always keep the flame of the four candles in our household. Now, I want shaw you about my felling. Cause I'm feeling my first love. You are my first love.” Khaira spoke by looking so closely at her husband's face. The expression of love in the morning which, of course, makes the heart of the man feel flowery.
Radit smiled and tidied his wife's hair, slipped it behind his earlobe, and the man lowered his face slowly, letting his breath caress his wife's face, then the man gave a warm greeting on the lips of his wife's ranum. Stepping it for a moment and foaming it for a moment, dipping the upper and lower folds, kissing it so gently that its tenderness is felt into the heart of Khaira. Seduce in the cradle channeled by the sense of taste, eye dense that also accompanies the greeting of warm lips both. Letting a moment of time stop in its place, then Radit opened his eyes and pulled his face.
“If there were words in the world that could represent my feelings for you, it might be represented by four letters, L-O-V-E. Love's! Yeah, I love you. Enough you know that I really love you, whatever comes and gives spice to our marriage, which must be the same feeling, mature love, mature love. I love you!” he said while looking at his wife's face with love.
Decomposing his embrace, Radit then guided Khaira to sit down, “now breakfast first yes, but Syilla had also come down from the room. His stomach was filled first.” he said while pointing with his chin that Arsyilla had also descended the stairs.
Arsyilla who just arrived, immediately hugged her Papa, “morning Pa... tumben Papa is already in the kitchen?”
Radit also re-engulfed the body of his little daughter, “iya Syilla Darling, today Papa wants masakin breakfast for Mama and Papa has also prepared a glass of warm milk vanilla flavor for you. Breakfast yuk, a little later Papa take a walk. Breakfast first yes, stomach to fill.”
“Oke Pa... thanks for preparing breakfast for Syilla,” said Arsyilla and then took a seat in front of Mama. The girl smiled looking at the glass of warm vanilla flavored milk that was already available in front of her. His smile was sweeter, when he saw his parents.
“Syilla is happy to see Papa and Mama who love each other,” Syilla said suddenly.
Khaira also responded to the words of her daughter, “emalang Syilla know from where if Papa and Mama love each other?”
“Iya knows .. Papa and Mama never fight, hug each other, love each other Syilla. I Love U Mama and Papa.” Syilla said with a smile showing a row of teeth.
In his heart, Khaira was relieved, even his son knew that his parents loved each other. A beautiful morning for them, breakfast together, gather at one table and share the affection for each other.