Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Bile Sepahit Sayings
With a paper bag in hand, Khaira climbed the stairs, entering her room. Sayups rang out from the living room on the second floor, Radit and Felly were joking together.
"Darling, ihhh... Don't dong that. Move, tickle tau." Felly spoke while chuckling so crisply laughing along with Radit.
Khaira who heard him tried to be indifferent, trying to convince her heart to be okay. Khaira walked normally, and she went into her room.
He sat down at his desk again, and opened a paper bag from his father. Slowly he opened it, it turned out that it contained a photo of his wedding with Radit that had been printed and had been installed beautifully in the figura.
Oh my God, why send this photo. Even my husband treats me so badly here. The picture is beautiful, but not as beautiful as our wedding, Dad... The picture's in color, but my marriage is bleak, Dad...
Khaira's delicate hand stroked the photo of her marriage to Radit that just took place yesterday. A photo shows Khaira kissing Radit's hand, and Radit kissing Khaira's forehead sweetly. Another photo shows Khaira and Radit standing together in a bath with smiles of happiness on their faces. Her tears just fell down the photo she was holding. Feeling appreciative of his father's gift, Khaira put three pieces in a medium-sized frame on his bedside nightstand, another on the study table, and another he would hang on the wall. Not because he had feelings for Radit, no. However, Khaira wants to appreciate the gift from Father and Mother. In addition, it is possible that the photo will remind him that he is a wife. Whatever her destiny as Radit's wife, it can't be wiped out.
After putting up the photos, Khaira again struggled with her college assignments. Khaira also wants to prepare a thesis proposal that he will submit next month. As a final semester student, of course the lecture schedule and the tasks given by the Lecturer are very much. Therefore, Khaira started working on it one by one.
A day in front of a laptop computer does not make Khaira tired. His eyes were still focused on flipping through the pages of books and also typing on his laptop. It doesn't feel like it's night.
Bi Tinah, knocking on Khaira's room door, asked Khaira for dinner downstairs.
"Non... Non Khaira, it's dinner time, Non. Come on, eat first."
"Yes Bi Tinah... A moment."
Khaira makes sure the tasks she is working on are stored, then she sets her laptop in sleep mode. He went out and went to the table, where Radit and Felly were and sat side by side. Khaira took a seat in front of Felly.
"Geez, what is this situation. Why am I just like a mosquito repellent here. Eat alone I have no problem, rather than having to see a scene like this." Khaira muttered in his heart.
Felly with her sweet mouth and demeanor, served food first to Radit. White rice, kale stir-fry, and egg balado became their dinner menu. Rice, vegetables, and side dishes served perfectly on Radit's plate, after which Felly took for himself. With only a small amount of rice and side dishes left, Khaira took what was left into her plate. Khaira eats in silence, while Felly several times feeds Radit's mouth.
"Let's eat sweetheart... Here I bribe yah. Aaaa...." Say Felly while feeding food into Radit's mouth.
The tense scenery was seen by Bi Tinah who stood in the kitchen, unable to see it, Bi Tinah chose to enter her room. Bi Tinah felt her heart ache to see Khaira being treated like that.
After dinner, Radit suddenly uttered a voice to Khaira.
Khaira just kept quiet, she took the debit card, after which she put her dirty dishes into the laundry, then returned to her room.
In it, Khaira put the debit card into her wallet. Her heart ached remembering how her gall-bitter husband said. He did not mention his name, but he was a person with a name. Called a crybaby, when it is natural that girls will cry so separated from their parents, then now threatened not to complain to Daddy and Mommy.
"I'll live my destiny, Mas. But I will not be weak. I won't cry in front of you, I don't want to be seen as a weak and pitiful wife in front of you. I'm not a weak and stupid girl who's trying to get to you, Mom. One day it will be you who will come to me and ask me to accompany you, as a wife. It is too futile that I spend my days lamenting and weeping over your uncivilized treatment. I am your legal wife, but you treat me like this.
Now you can have fun with that woman, Mas. Go ahead! I will not repay you, for all vengeance comes from God. I'm just dust, which has no right to avenge evil, much less the evil of her own husband."
Khaira wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes that just flowed away. Khaira had believed that even though her heart was sick and feeling tight, she would only cry in her room. He will not let Radit do more arbitrarily because he considers himself only a whiny and weak girl.
After almost an hour, a sound of snoring was heard on the door of Khaira's room.
"Non Khaira's... It's Auntie, Non." Sapa Bi Tinah who knocked on the door of Khaira's room.
"Yes Bi, enter Bi, not locked."
Aunt Tinah saw Khaira who was still sitting at her study table with her laptop back on.
"Non, the patient Non Khaira huh. Actually Den Radit is his son is good Non. Maybe because of having to get married all of a sudden, Den Radit's just like that."
"Yes Bi, no papa kok Bi. Oh, yes Bi... Please do not let the problems in this house known to Father Wibi and Mother Ranti ya Bi... Whatever the disgrace of the husband, it is my disgrace also Bi."
"Non, this Non can be really good. Patience too. Yes Non, Auntie will not tell the Madam and Master. The secret here is safe with Auntie, Non."
"Thank you Bi..."
"Well, this is the wedding photo of Non Khaira and Den Radit yesterday, huh? Very good picture, sooner or later Bibi hopes Non and Den Radit can be happy together as in this photo."
"Amen... Thank you for your prayers, Bi."
Khaira finally smiled, after a whole day of sadness and occasional crying. He was still lucky enough that there was a good Bi Tinah to him. Even the sincere prayer uttered by Bi Tinah could be felt right up to his heart.