Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - The Teenage Room
Just as when the seven-monthly event was over, the Ammar family, the Wibisono family, and the Radit family gathered. Apparently there are so many chats that they can discuss after the seven-monthly event. Moreover, the Ammar family itself is happy because it can celebrate the seven-monthly ceremony for Khaira who is pregnant with her second grandchild.
“It's been seven months Khai, it doesn't feel like two more months have given birth. Mommy will have more grandchildren.” said Bunda Dyah who of course feel happy.
With Khaira, he was also happy. Did not expect that time will run so fast until now the age of the womb has stepped seven months. “Iya Bunda ... Khaira himself did not expect to have walked seven months, soon there are two officially at home.” he said while stroking his stomach.
“Important healthy Khai .. if you are tired already, just rest. Even now at home there is Bi Tinah also who holds kitchen affairs.” said Bunda Ranti who asked her daughter-in-law to rest.
Khaira also smiled, it turns out that while pregnant one of the things that is quite fun is getting more attention from family members and that is what she now feels. His heart was full of gratitude as his family watched him.
“Iya Bunda .. now Khaira just babysit Syilla only if at home. Wednesday also teaches on campus. The rest is just at home, babysitting Arsyilla.” he replied.
“Yes already, because it's night you guys rest there. Syilla has also slept, so you also sleep rest.” said Mother Dyah who told Khaira to rest.
Khaira slowly climbed the stairs and then entered her room. It still crossed his mind that this room was the most comfortable room he had ever had. A room that he often uses to spend time ranging from studying, reading books, watching television, and rooms that store a variety of collections ranging from books to football jerseys. Entering the room, Khaira did not go directly to his bed, but saw some of his books that were still in his room, as well as dozens of soccer jersey that still hung neatly in the glass cabinet. Suddenly a smile just etched into her lips, not expecting her teenage years to be really colored with many things.
While Khaira was looking through her jersey collection, her husband also followed her into the room. Her husband's habit was to hold her tightly from behind, and put a warm kiss on her cheek.
“Bumilku what?” tanyanya while moving her chin at the top of his wife's shoulder.
Khaira also smiled, “This .. look at my jersey collection first. It turns out a lot. Dozens of jerseyku.” he said while paying attention to every jersey he had that from retro models to the year before he married. A very complete collection.
“You want to wear it is also okay Dear.” said Radit who one hand moves touch the collection of the jersey.
“Now I don't fit Mas, my stomach is already distended. My weight has also increased a lot.” lamented to her husband.
Radit also intensified his embrace, “Nothing that matters you are healthy. Yuk yuk yuk Darling? Surely you are tired right, sesiang join the seven-monthly event.”
“Iya, tired anyway Mas .. but seneng also, exciting can follow the kayak event earlier.” he said.
“To bed yuk?” take her husband.
Khaira nodded, “Iya, yuk .. I also want to rest, my waist is tired.” lamented this time.
Once he got to the bed, Radit immediately brought his wife's head to lean on his chest. “You can stay in this room again? Room time you were a teenager huh Darling?” tanyakanya.
Khaira nodded, “Iya .. I used to spend a lot of time here. Make the girls' room privacy, Mas. Yes even though only kayak gini, but if it is in the room it does not want to come out.” the story while remembering the past teenage years.
“Tomorrow Syilla will like you like this. Funny for sure if Syilla will grow up and she just spends her time in the room. Exactly Mama.” said that he felt that most likely Arsyilla will be like his Mama.
“Ya her daughter ya kayak gini, Mas .., room not only to sleep, but to keep a collection, even so a secret place as well.” Khaira said.
“You used to be so too huh Darling?” ask his wife again.
Khaira nodded, “Iya ... all my collections, from books to football shirts. Only if the doll does not have.”
Radit also observed throughout the room, there were no dolls stored in the room. While in Arsyilla's room, her daughter actually has a lot of dolls. “Hmm, the difference between you and Syilla was in Syilla's room a lot of dolls Dear ... was there not your diary when you were a teenager? Usually, girls like the nois-nulis diary in his time.”
Khaira laughed, how could her husband ask about diary books. “You are Mas, there is-there is aja sih.”
“Pengen see your diary, Darling ... anything you write first. If you know my name is there.” he said while giggling amusedly.
Only limited to high confidence and hope may his wife ever write his name in his diary.
“There was, just a long time ago, when I was told to tell Ammar's father about our matchmaking. Know not Mas, I used to feel like how?”
Radit also turned his head to be able to look at his wife's face, “How do you feel darling? I can guess anyway, must be sebel ya?” his guess to his wife.
Apparently Khaira nodded, “Iya sebel .. sebel. Though my intention, graduated college want to try dating first, I have never had the experience of dating, even married. Sad.” her story to her husband.
Radit also laughed, “Kan halal courtship with me, Darling ... in Manchester used to think of it as the process of courtship we both.” said with a laugh. "Partially it's fitting in Manchester first, we're like people going out, just a apartment, and almost 24 hours to see." He smiled again at Khaira.
Slowly Khaira nodded her head, "Yes ..in Manchester first, we are like a courtship. Just one roof. Already in a relationship that ties each other. If at that time you did not catch up with me to Manchester, I think our story will be different, Mas." Khaira said with a sigh.
It is undeniable that their story is quite strange, Khaira's departure to Manchester was the initial milestone for their relationship to level up and continue to grow, until finally there is an apology, he said, there is a word of acceptance between one and the other.