Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - He's Again

As parents, Radit and Khaira gave Arsyilla time to paint and color in the Monas area. They make room for Aryilla to recognize her interests and talents. “Tuh Arsyilla really enjoy coloring it yes Mas .. how can he know the profession of Architecture from where ya Mas?” Ask Khaira to her husband.

Radit seemed to be thinking, but then he remembered something, “maybe from the book that profession was Dear .. There are many professions in his Syilla, so he remembered that about Architecture. Why don't you agree that Syilla is an Architect?”

Khaira quickly shook her head, “enggak .. kan whatever her ideals later, I will always support, Mas. Like you said, want to be a Lecturer like me or become an Auditor like you, even if he chooses the other types of professions is not a problem. You said don't expect more of the child, let him do what he wants, something of his passion. Aye right?”

“True Darling .. later if the child gets older, we know what his interests and talents are. So yeah nothing, let it go. Now he is a child, let him explore.” said Radit while watching Arsyilla from behind.

Indeed, this is the pattern of growth and development, parents provide space for children to be able to pursue and do what is their interests and talents. Directing the child to do what he likes and also facilitate the child in accordance with the interests to achieve his dreams. That's what we call cooperative parenting. Not grasping children tightly, but giving children the confidence to do what they like and not be authoritarian by always forcing our will on children.

Authoritarian parenting patterns are fairly ancient and embraced by old people. Where parents assume that they are the truest person, and children must always obey and obey all the wishes of parents. Positively, the child may follow what the parents want, but the child actually grows into a person who is constrained, does not dare to express his wishes. Meanwhile, children are also individuals who want to be heard, willing to be supported to achieve their dreams. Achieve its ideals. Radit and Khaira, meanwhile, prefer to adopt a cooperative pattern of parenting, in which she will make room for Arsyilla. Giving trust to Arsyilla, being a good friend to her, and also giving advice to Arsyilla.

It feels really nice just a walk to Monas with an economical budget, but they really enjoy the daily life today, ranging from the streets to the Museum by seeing various dioramas and other historical relics, he said, see the panorama of Jakarta using binoculars, and now Arsyilla can channel his hobby of painting and coloring it. Although the coloring is not perfect, but at least Arsyilla can channel his hobby of coloring.

However, they had just chatted about Arsyilla and parenting patterns, looking Fanny who was also in Monas. I don't know what for, but the woman scatters a smile and joins Khaira and Radit.

“Hai Kak Radit, Khai .. can join ?” he said he then took a seat not far from Radit.

Like a danger signal, Khaira also installed a standby mode I, to be honest he felt careless when he had to meet again with Fanny in this Monas. Isn't Jakarta big enough? How they met in Monas. Khaira sighed, and this time she acted as if she was unaffected, in her heart she was so thunderous.

While Radit was clinging to his wife, even one of the men's hands was busy embracing his wife's waist and the other holding his wife's hand, as if giving a statement that he will always be with her, will not allow his wife to leave, he is entirely for Khaira.

Ignoring Fanny, Radit asked his wife, “abis from Monas, where are you going my darling? Want to go where else, I will definitely take you.”

Khaira just shook her head, “kayaknya today enough with Mas, Abis Syilla finished, we go home huh. You said I can't be tired, later if I'm even soy sauce is not good right,” she said while smiling at her husband, “If I'm soy sauce, you want to mijitin me Mas?” A question that was not really intended for Khaira to say, she just wanted to heat up the woman who was sitting not far from her husband.

“Retoris very dear ... without you asking, surely I pijitin kok.” he replied as he rolled his eyes to his wife.

In the minutes that continue to run, Arsyilla actually increasingly enjoy coloring activities. While Radit and Khaira just sit with each other and hope his daughter will be over soon, so they can go back home soon. Linger in that place and there Fanny has definitely made him feel uncomfortable.

As if caught off guard, Fanny finally interrupted Radit who was joking with his wife, “Kak ... if I apply at WNS Finance can not be?” Ask the woman spongily.

Questions that seemed to provoke Khaira to anger and jealousy. However, there Khaira actually looks completely unaffected. Khaira just smiled and now voluntarily leaned her head on her husband's shoulder.

Radit sighed, before answering Fanny, “if you apply directly to HRD, do not ask me. He looked wrong asked deh,” said the man ketus.

“Kan Kak Radit, work there. Yes, if you know you can ask your sister Radit, so you can meet continue.” said Fanny while smiling.

Truly, the woman seemed not to be ashamed of her actions, trying to tempt a man who had married and his wife's position was there. The way the woman looked at Radit, the way she spoke to Radit, seemed to imply that she was indeed blatantly teasing Radit.

“Close your mouth that, if working orientation lo just for other things, mending do not need to work.” said Radit so ketus. In the history of his life, maybe this time Radit said disrespectful to someone. As if his emotions had culminated with the behavior of the flirtatious and odd woman.

Half whispering, Khaira spoke in her husband's ear, “sabar Mas .. patience. Let alone. You're definitely here for me and Arsyilla. Precisely if you are emotionally ignited, he increasingly gets a gap to tempt you. Let alone.”

Radit sighed slowly, and then he looked at his wife's face, “iya Darling. Very cheap.”

Khaira quickly shut her husband's mouth with one palm, “Sstttss, can't talk like that, Mas. Both talking it mending good talk. Gombalin me alone, even it was better.” she said who warned her husband not to speak too harshly in Khaira's ears.

When he got advice from his wife, Radit nodded his head, “iya Darling .. sorry yes. I'm emotional, abis I'm so good with him. Single men are a lot, even like that same man who is married and has children.” Radit said and he looked so emotional at the moment. He did not mean to speak rudely at all, but circumstances forced him to say so.

Khaira nodded, “asal your heart did not try to open a gap, no matter how heavy the temptation before your eyes, you will still be able to face it. Kok Mas, when you misstep, it is me and Arsyilla who will be hurt the most. Perhaps also, the baby here could feel it too. However, I believe that you have always tried your hardest, so keep trying. As I have always linked my heart to you, I hope you are too.” Khaira spoke softly and wished her husband to keep trying and not waver.

Until finally, the man nodded faintly, “you believe the same I do not?” He asked with Khaira's hand.

“Yes I trust you beyond my belief in myself.” Khaira answered with confidence.

“I will not waste this trust you give me, for it is forever only you, dear ... My whole life is yours.” Radit said earnestly, the sense of trust given by his wife in fact also increased his sense of trust, he said, he was confident that whatever was happening there was indeed only pebbles that he had to step on, he even had to get rid of. No matter how many pebbles ahead, but both Radit and Khaira had both promised to face everything there by joining hands together. Hand in hand to maintain and maintain their home. Indeed, the storm that hit in every household is diverse, but when it makes it through the storm, precisely a marriage will be stronger, the love that is resistant to the test will still survive even though the storm hit.

 Radit smiled, then saw Arsyilla who was still fun coloring on the paper that was placed like a canvas, “wait ten minutes if Arsyilla is not finished I call ya Darling? So that we can go home and you can rest.”

“Iya Mas Raditku Darling .. You are very worried if I soybean, just calm down, if tired you promise to mijitin me. Promise to Maskuw?” Khaira spoke and seemed to hold back laughter, she recalled how in Manchester, she often referred to her husband as Maskuw.

Equally chuckling in laughter, the young couple completely ignored Fanny sitting not far by their side. Making their own world with laughter and jokes is certainly full of the scent of love. No matter how the pebbles will be scattered in front of them, with the power of love they have, they believe they can take care of each other and survive from anything.

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Dear All My Bestie,

I told you first that this April will be the last month of Sharing Love: Loving Without Love..

This month will be over. ☺

Friends all join my latest work entitled The Retaliation of the Sick Wife. This story tells the story of his parents Aksara ya.

Sequel Meminang Without Love will also be present after Lebaran ya. Tells about the reunion of Arsyilla and Aksara. Do you have a proposed title for the story of Arsyilla and Aksara? Can leave in yahh🥰 comment field

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