Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Too Late Already
Radit spent hours searching for chicken porridge. Chicken porridge is usually the menu of choice for breakfast, while the day has gone into the afternoon of course not easy to find chicken porridge in the evening.
However, because he had promised to buy chicken porridge for Felly, Radit continued riding his motorcycle just to be able to get chicken porridge. Radit even deliberately rode his motorcycle slowly, knowing he could find a chicken porridge seller who often stopped by the roadside.
Long enough Radit circled the road, as he circulated his gaze to the right and left looking for food that Felly wanted, until finally Radit could find chicken porridge. Immediately he ordered a pack of chicken porridge, paid for it immediately, then he turned around to return home.
As soon as he got home, Radit immediately entered and moved the chicken porridge into the bowl.
"Who, what are you doing? I've come a long way to buy this chicken porridge." said Radit as he entered Felly's room.
As soon as he entered, Felly was pretending to be asleep.
"Let's wake up first, eat first dong chicken porridge. It was also bought in far away cooking not eaten anyway?" said Radit while sitting on the edge of Felly's bed.
Finally Felly woke up and he once again showed his face that was holding back pain because his ulcer relapsed.
"I'm sorry Ay, you got bothered because I asked for this chicken porridge" he said while sulking.
"Nothing, as long as it can still be searched even though far away I find it. Yes it was eaten. I'm gonna go in the front room to watch tv."
Then Radit left Felly's room, and he chose to set the television in the living room. Radit changed television channel channels, looking for a spectacle to suit his wishes. When the television broadcast the ball talk match, then Radit remembered with Khaira.
"Geez Khai, I forgot to tell you." he muttered as he patted his forehead, instantly forgetting that he had a promise with Khaira. In fact he also forgot to send her a message that he canceled plans today.
Radit immediately went into his room to pick up his phone. When he found his phone, he immediately scrolled Khaira's name.
Immediately, Radit attempts to call Khaira's number, but the number is off.
"Why is your phone not active Khai? Did I hurt you again? I completely forgot Khai." he muttered as he rubbed his face roughly.
"Let's answer Khai, why your phone can't be reached."
Radit appears frustrated because many times tried to contact Khaira but never connected.
"Let's answer Khai..." Radit was still muttering, but the results remained nil. The phone is not active.
Radit finally chose to send a message to Khaira, surely when the phone is active, he will immediately read it.
[Sorry, Mas suddenly had a sudden need.]
[You're not angry, are you?]
[Once again sorry.]
[If you are free, you will go home.]
The message was immediately sent to Khaira, even though it only ticked one.
"May you read it immediately and not be too angry. Sorry, I always hurt you."
***
She had to be disappointed by her husband. Being a wife who is not prioritized as if she is holding embers in her hands. If embers are thrown our hands are still injured, while if we try to hold it our own hands will burn.
Surviving is hard, wanting to end can't. A very difficult position.
Khaira just sat in front of the television while watching a football match broadcast by one of the television channels at that time.
"It should be able to watch this game today. It's not the match I regret, but you're the one who broke my promise and without any news made me hurt and disappointed again and again. It is much better if you promise me nothing and I will not expect anything from you either. Forever we are only strangers who are both trapped in this complicated relationship" Khaira said, smiling bitterly.
So many hours Khaira spent in front of the television, with her disappointed and sad feelings mixed into one.
After the football match he was watching was over, Khaira decided to go inside the room to sleep. Hopefully tomorrow morning will be much better and the wound in his heart will heal with the change of day.
***
The next day Khaira woke up early with her already much better feelings.
The sadness of a day is enough for a day, a new day will be welcomed with new hope as well.
So long passed, Khaira was lonely inside the house. His life was almost in the room.
Filling his emptiness, Khaira intends to return to the house of Father Ammar and Mother Dyah today. At once let go of longing for his parents.
Khaira rushed to take a shower and got ready to go to her parents' house.
After finishing the bath and getting ready with his bag, Khaira immediately got into the car and rushed to his Father and Mother's house. It was early morning that Khaira drove the car without interruption. Drive for about 40 minutes, and now Khaira has arrived at her house.
"Dad... The Mother... Khaira came." he said as he knocked on the door of his house.
Mother Dyah who heard the voice of Khaira immediately rushed forward. The beautiful middle-aged woman, stretching out her hands, welcomed Khaira's arrival into her arms.
"Eh, Mother's child is coming...." Mother Dyah hugged and gently stroked Khaira's back. "Who Mother's daughter-in-law is not coming? You alone?" asked Bunda Dyah with his eyes still observing Khaira's car.
"Khaira came alone Mother, Mas Radit overtime today" said Khaira who tried to hide the real truth from her parents.
"Dad.... Our favorite child came." cried Mother while entering the house.
Ammar's father, who was busy with the newspaper in his hand, immediately put the newspaper on the table.
Like a child, Khaira passed by and embraced Ammar's father.
"Father's Son..." Ammar's father hugged Khaira. "Which cadit?" Ask the same as Mother Dyah.
Khaira stretched her arms, "Father and Mother now who asked Mas Radit deh, even though I am his son, you know." said Khaira sulked.
Ammar's father and Mother Dyah smiled, "Because now Radit is also the son of Father and Mother, Khai. So we asked him too."
Khaira just put her hand on her chest. "And when Khaira kangen loh same Father and Mother, even asked Mas Radit first."
Ammar's anxious father only gently rattled Khaira's hair. "Dad's son was married it was still spoiled yes." he said angrily.