Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Seasons 2 - Chicken Porridge
That morning, while walking around the residential complex, apparently there was something that caught Khaira's attention. Chicken porridge sold using a cart. The aroma of porridge and coconut milk sauce that seems to greet the sense of smell to just stop by and taste a bowl of porridge in the morning. Even from a distance, the pregnant mother seemed to be swallowing some saliva as she wanted with chicken porridge that was several meters in front of her.
“Mas, bring a wallet?” ask Khaira suddenly. Surely she felt bad to ask her husband about the wallet, but how else now she did not carry money in her pocket.
The question Khaira rarely asks is about her husband's wallet, she just takes for granted every single money her husband transfers to her. However, this time because she had been tempted by chicken porridge in front of her, it felt Khaira would not want to have to ask if her husband was carrying a wallet.
Radit smiled, “Tumben you asked for my wallet. Wh why? Hmm.” asked Radit to his wife.
Khaira quickly pointed at a brown-colored wagon that read The Jakarta Chicken Porridge. “Suddenly want it Mas. Chicken porridge ..” he said with a tone of words that look so reminiscent of chicken porridge.
There are times when it is precisely at times like this, Khaira is like a child who wants something in front of her. Radit smiled, “I don't have a wallet. Just in my pocket, there's a hundred thousand rupiah. You want that?” he asked while showing a fold of red money with a picture of the Proclaimer in his pants pocket.
Khaira quickly nodded, “Iya .. suddenly wanted.” said with sparkling eyes.
Once he arrived in front of the chicken porridge seller, Radit also ordered two bowls of chicken porridge. One for his wife and one for himself. The two sat on a wooden chair and waited for his order to come.
“Tumben, you want chicken porridge?” radit asked his wife.
“No idea, suddenly wanted to. So inget, there used to be a cute guy who came to the house on Saturday brought two boxes of chicken porridge.” the story suddenly and held a laugh on his face. It feels so funny when now Khaira just remembered his memories in the past.
Hearing the story of Khaira, Radit laughed, not expecting his wife to have a very loyal memory, until many moments are remembered by his wife.
“Before we go to Old Town on a motorcycle first right?” radit asked as he looked at his wife's face.
“Iya .. breakfast before motoran to Old Town a few years ago. I still remember.” replied Khaira while giving one nod to her husband.
“Know not Dear, actually from the Old City I already want to live with you. You are like a magnetic field that attracts me to always think of you and stay close to you. Even since long ago.” Radit story with sudden.
Khaira was just trying to listen to her husband's story. But in her heart, she wondered if the story of her husband was true.
“Serious?” khaira responded by asking her husband.
While Khaira was laughing, “Salah herself. The woman is Mas, sometimes they are silent does not mean they are reluctant to fight. They fought in that silent way. Like I used to be, it's better to be quiet. Rather than acting strangely.” he replied.
“Yes, but you secretly left me to Manchester. You're making me have a heartache. Fortunately God still loves me a healthy heart and beats normally, so with the existence of this heart I can still meet you and love you.” he said seriously.
Oh my God, just waiting for the chicken porridge to come, apparently Radit just as if he was seducing his wife. Making the pregnant woman cheeks meet red hearing the words of her husband. Serious words, but it is precisely as a condition of seduction.
Afterwards, two bowls of chicken porridge and two glasses of warm tea were presented in front of them. Both of them seemed to enjoy the chicken. Apparently the two, have different habits of eating chicken porridge. If Radit is a team stirred, while Khaira is a team not stirred.
“You like to stir yes Mas?” tanyanya while looking at the chicken porridge that has been stirred into one in her husband's bowl.
“Iya Darling .. I'm team stirred. You're not being stirred? I know, because I used to observe how you eat.” he answered while feeding a spoonful of porridge into his mouth.
Khaira smiled at her husband's answer, actually how far her husband always watched her in silence. Was it because she was too indifferent so as not to pay attention to her husband who was secretly watching her. There was a sense of flattery in her heart, in the relationship of the two who were originally not harmonious, it turned out that her husband was secretly watching her.
“Ah, cum observe only ... do not want to act.” pout Khaira.
Radit laughed too, “I acted the heck Darling .. only I realized too late. I'm sorry, since you accepted me, I promised myself that I would dedicate my life to you and our children" she said, staring at Khaira. Until slowly the man then returned to his voice, "Enak not porridge? Nih, his crackers Darling.” he said as his hand moved to thrust a bowl full of crackers.
“Makasih Mas .. This is delicious, sometime buyin again yes Mas.” replied Khaira with a smile.
“Iya .. sometime I buy it again. If you eat, I will buy it. You don't use the food darling?” asked Radit again who saw his wife's yellow coconut milk sauce is still intact and untouched.
Khaira quickly shook her head, “Nggak .. I don't like to also wear the coconut milk sauce. Udah, gini aja already delicious.” he replied while eating his chicken porridge.
“That's the name of porridge dried Darling .. whereas that makes the sauce good, so it feels more savory. Want to try mine?" he gave it to his wife.
However, Khaira quickly shook her head, "No. .. don't like."
Radit smiled, "Yes already .. I just offered, so yes no meaning. Udah, spent yes, this abis we go home" he said while spending chicken porridge in his bowl.