Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Last Day in Bali
It does not feel like a week passes for Radit, Khaira, and Arsyilla in Bali. Now the three are in Ngurah Rai International Airport to return to Jakarta. A week is certainly memorable for the three of them, because it is not just utilizing quality time together, but a lot of time they allocate to Arsyilla. Starting from visiting Bali Safari Marine Park where Arsyilla can see various animals that are so diverse, the streets to Plaza Garuda because Arsyilla wants to see the statue of Lord Vishnu who is riding a garuda, and the, visiting Turtle Island by crossing Tanjung Benoa, everything is done together with Arsyilla.
“We will return home again, to Jakarta ya Darling ..” said Khaira who is currently inside the airport.
“Iya Ma .. later if Papa is not busy, ajakin Syilla walk again yes Ma.” said.
“Iya Darling .. if Papa is not busy and later if Mama after giving birth yes, because soon her baby sister wants to be born. You want to see the baby's sister?” ask Khaira to Arsyilla.
Apparently Arsyilla quickly nodded, "Yes Ma .. Syilla wants to have a baby sister. Let it play at home the same adek baby yes Ma .. same baby boy." said by showing a face full of excitement.
Slightly cut off the conversation Arsyilla and his mother, Radit pampit to his wife to go to the toilet for a while. "Darling, I'm going to the toilet for a second. You and Syilla don't go anywhere. Wait for me." said the man who then rushed to the toilet.
Khaira nodded and asked her husband not to go to the toilet for a long time, because they would soon be asked to enter the plane. Sometime after Radit went to the toilet, apparently Khaira saw a man who was quite familiar to him.
"Your name?" Khaira muttered softly.
Hearing her Mama's mumble, Arsyilla asked, "Who's Ma?" he asked with curiosity.
"Ah, she's a friend of Mama's when she was in college darling." said Khaira with a soft look.
However, Arsyilla actually pointed to a figure who was a friend of his mother at the lecture.
"Where's Ma?" ask again.
"It's dear, Om who wears a brown jacket." replied Khaira while looking a little at Tama who was wearing a brown jacket at the time.
Unfortunately, when Khaira was looking at Tama, it turned out that Tama was looking at her. Their views met, like a thief who was caught by Khaira's action then lowered his head and diverted the conversation with Arsyilla.
"O .. Om see Mama is Ma, looks like his Om walked here Ma." said Arsyilla with a soft look.
At once Khaira was nervous, do not let Tama come to him. After all, he also did not want a commotion between them and Radit who was still in the toilet. However, the opposite happened because in fact Tama actually came to Khaira and also Arsyilla.
"Hai Khai .." greet the man as he greets Khaira.
While Khaira just nodded, without reluctant to speak. She suddenly recalled the incident when her husband had to wear a cast on her leg. Her struggle to encourage her husband when broken legs first.
Feeling that Khaira was still silent, Tama extended her hand, but this time to Arsyilla.
"Hey, hello beautiful .. You must be Mama Khaira's son huh?" tama's Greetings to Arsyilla.
Arsyilla nodded and extended her hand to shake the man's hand. "My name is Arsyilla, Om." said Arsyilla so shook Tama's hand.
"It's Om Tama." He knew Arsyilla.
When Arsyilla was shaking Tama's hand, apparently her father had returned from the toilet. The man saw the figure of Tama who was shaking Arsyilla's hand. Radit tried to calm down.
"Hey how are you, brother?" answer it politely.
Feeling politely greeted, Radit reached out his hand and shook Tama's hand.
"Good." he said briefly.
It feels so strange and awkward, two men who in the past were rivals and now meet again. Nevertheless, Radit tried to calm himself that none of this would have any effect.
"I didn't know you guys were here. It's been years. I look at you guys who are always happy and in love with each other. All right, I'll go first." pamitnya. But just turned her body, Tama turned back, "Bye Arsyilla .. Om Tama first yes" he said as he waved his hand to Arsyilla.
After Tama's departure, Radit immediately takes his place by his wife's side, "Why can he be here, dear? I was surprised to see him shake Syilla's hand" he said, whispering in his wife's ear.
"I was surprised myself, Mas .. did not expect to see him here." replied Khaira.
Yes, Khaira did not expect to meet Tama again after all these years. A meeting that was unintentional.
"He didn't do anything about you, did he?" radit asked this time seriously.
Khaira quickly shook her head, "No. Are you worried, Mom?" tanyakanya.
However, before Radit answered apparently there was an attention voice from the airline that passengers on a plane from Denpasar to Jakarta were asked to immediately board the plane. Therefore, Radit also prepared with some of their innate. He carried Arsyilla with one hand, and the other with his wife.
Forgetting for a moment the conversation he wanted to convey to his wife, Radit was much more focused on entering the plane first.After sitting on the plane, then the man returned to talk to his wife.
“You're not worried about Love .. It's just that, the memories of the past are spinning back. I want to protect you.” he said solemnly.
Khaira smiled at her husband, “Thank you for always protecting me. Without me asking, you always take the initiative to protect me.” Khaira said quickly.
After saying that, it turns out that Tama also entered the plane they were traveling on, and unfortunately Tama also got a seat next to Radit. Just a touch of awkwardness felt enveloping the third. However, Khaira tried to convince her husband that everything meant nothing because from a long time ago until now her feelings and love were only for her husband. Khaira has never opened a reproach to another man. There was only one man in her heart and that was her husband.
“Mas ..” called her husband that.
“Hmm, what Dear?” ask him to Khaira.
“ACnya directed to another place dong Mas, this my hand is cold deh.” lamented to her husband because felt the AC on the plane was cold.
Radit deftly pointed his AC in the other direction. The comfort of his wife is much more important today.
“It's not yet Dear?” tanyakanya.
“Udah .. thanks Mas Radit.” he said as he put his hand on her husband's arm.
Thus, the atmosphere on the plane that initially felt awkward, could melt because Khaira really did not focus on others. What he was focusing on right now was his husband and son. Enough with her husband and children alone, awkwardness during the flight was lost.