Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Sharing Flavors
“Among these sad and happy times, more where do you feel?” radit asked his wife slowly.
Khaira was silent, until finally she turned her face to see for a moment her husband's face there, “Many happy. Arsyilla's got us both who will always be there for her and calm her down. His sadness will also disappear, I'm sure of it. However, looming apart for so many years from the old man was extremely unpleasant. I am an adult, go to school almost 2 years abroad alone I often cry because of miss Father and Mother, especially this Aksara is still small. It is not surprising that Father and Mother Aksara lost her childhood Aksara, do not know every stage of growth and development of Aksara, it is more sad for me.” the story.
It is true that childhood will not be repeated. The growth and development of a child is so fast, and Khaira feels sad because Aksara parents have to go through the golden years of Aksara development.
Hearing the story of his wife, Radit nodded his head, “Truely Dear .. I also think so. That's why I also feel more relieved because now Aksara has met his parents. True you said, darling, if we are already parents, we can know every development of the child is very happy. I did, too, see Arsyilla grow well and reach every stage of his development it feels very cool.” said Radit who did not deny that he agreed with his wife.
Both of them were then equally silent, but it was still seen how the corner of his wife's eyes was still broken by tears. Slowly Radit moved his shoulders and also looked at his wife's face, “Now it is sad .. don't be too sad, it's not good for Pregnant Women.” he said this time warned his wife.
Khaira nodded and wiped her tears, “Sorry yes Mas .. I cry too easily huh. Cengeng yah.” he said with a smile.
Radit shook his head, “It is precisely you that are a good woman Dear. Just like Aksara, I just saw her and you were moved to help her. I don't know, it used to be what my Father and Mother did in the past, until the child was given a woman as good as you.” said the man as he pulled his wife's nose.
So that the nose that was originally red was getting red. Khaira pursed her lips with her husband's nosy hands.
“Sick loh Mas .. My nose is red because of crying, now more red deh.” he said while wiping his nose.
Radit laughed, then hugged his wife's body with both palms rubbing her back gently, “Now yes. The baby here also wants to be noticed by his mother. In my opinion, these few weeks focus on you abis the same sick Arsyilla, you who became a speaker to Bogor, and now Aksara. Please baby, focus on the baby too. I don't want you and our baby to do anything. The two of you are also my priority.” he said that this time earnestly asked Khaira not to be soybean and not to think hard, because all that is not good for pregnant women.
“Iya Mas .. These few weeks have indeed happened a lot. There was not a strange woman trying to take my husband. Good God, pregnant this time the trials are so much. Sometimes I feel sad, but I believe the key is in us. While begging God to take care of each of our hearts, keep us away from the ordeal.” he said softly.
Radit also unraveled his embrace with both hands that held both shoulders of his wife, “Levil Dear. Promises. I'll prove everything. Now yes, would anyone want to be told again with me? Share yes Darling.” said the man as he moved his eyebrows and smiled looking at his wife's face.
The woman nodded and smiled, “Iya, share the taste .. I am very happy to be able to confide in kayak gini with you. Relieved, after being able to tell everything.” he said.
“Sama .. I also love hearing my wife's story. Now promise me yes, you will focus on your pregnancy first. Pity him because his mother has many thoughts these few weeks.” said Radit while peeling his wife's stomach that was too late poking it.
“Iya Mas .. Now bobok yuk Mas, I'm tired Mas. My waist pegel it feels.” he lamented while holding his waist.
“Yuk ..”
Then Radit immediately lay down, opening one of his hands, the hand that would normally support his wife's head. He greeted his wife who was lying next to him, put her head on his arm and rubbed her face against the chest of her husband's field with one hand wrapped around her waist. A very comfortable position for each other. It didn't take long, both of them fell asleep. Let the whole day with the story pass, and they will open their eyes in the morning with the story waiting for them to return.
The next day, Khaira wakes up first to clean herself up and also prepares breakfast for her husband as well as Arsyilla.
It was still so early, but the woman woke up by brewing tea first. The aroma of tea combined with the smell of jasmine felt so soothing to Khaira, because that morning she intended to be able to drink warm Jasmine Tea in the morning. Because last night crying, his eyes were quite moist, so to relax himself, a cup of tea in the morning was so soothing.
Not long after, Arsyilla had gone down with the Aurora doll in her arms, greeting her Mama who was sitting at the dinner table.
“May ..” said while standing by Mama's side.
Khaira quickly helped sit Arsyilla in a wooden chair around the dining table.
“Morning ... overnight can sleep?” khaira asked her daughter.
Arsyilla nodded and smiled, “Bobok same Aurora doll yes Ma ..” he said while putting the doll on the dining table.
Khaira smiled at Arsyilla and her cuteness, making the woman laugh inwardly that how yesterday Arsyilla cried and refused a gift from Aksara, making her laugh in heart, but now the girl actually came down from her room by holding the doll giving the Aksara. A small child is like that, then it is true that told to her husband yesterday, “little children will more easily forget his sadness and his brain will be filled with new moments.” Apparently now it's really happening.
“Syilla likes her dolls?” ask Khaira slowly.
Arsyilla nodded, “Iya Ma .. This will be Syilla's favorite doll from now on. Until Syilla grows up, this doll will still save Syilla yes Ma.”
Khaira nodded and laughed, “Iya Syilla. Now Syilla breakfast first yes, this is toast with your favorite strawberry jam and warm vanilla milk. Come on, breakfast Dear ..”
Arsyilla also shook her head, “No Ma .. wait for Papa first yes Ma.”
The habit of Arsyilla is that she prefers to enjoy breakfast when her father has joined them at the dinner table. No need to wait a long time, the long-awaited arrived and immediately greeted the two.
“For Mama .., morning Syilla.” greet the man by already wearing work clothes in the form of shirts and pants black material. Because that day is the beginning of the week, so Radit will return to work in his office.
After the formation of a small family is complete, then the three start breakfast and start a new day with happiness. Start the first day of the week with a story together.