Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Be my Home
".... so when you finish college, we will buy a new house" he said while following Khaira who was drinking water on Kitchen Island on the morning of the New Year.
Khaira almost choked on hearing Radit's words. The water he was drinking, almost came out through his nose.
"Slow down." said Radit gently as he handed over tissue to Khaira.
"Kok you like to decide everything yourself. Now you come here, forced to stay with me, now say you have sold the house and will buy again after my lecture is finished," he said with the attitude of Radit who he thought he wanted to.
"Listen to me first, Khai. I sold the house, because you have bad memories there. I don't want you to always remember those bad memories. I want you to be happy, Khai. Therefore, after you go to college, when we return to Indonesia later, we buy a new house. We built our dream home together, Khai. I am serious about my words and actions. Please, don't doubt me, Khai. I came here with great seriousness."
"As far as you are, my. I've been dizzy enough in a few days" Khaira said as her hand handed back the bankbook and debit card to Radit. "This you keep, Mas. You're more entitled to keep it."
"You keep it, it's your home. You who live there, you are entitled to the sale. So keep it." Radit forces Khaira to keep the bankbook and debit card.
"No Mas, it's the gift house of Mas Radit's parents. So you're the one who kept it. Do not talk about rights here Mas, because actually from the beginning of marriage until now we both do not exercise our rights and obligations," said Khaira as calmly as possible.
Moreover, now that Khaira is more able to express her heart, she no longer keeps everything in her heart. Silence does not solve the problem, even when silent the problem actually gets more protracted without a definite solution.
"Yes, I'll keep it. But, later when we return to Jakarta, we buy our dream house both. If you want to build a house from scratch is also okay."
"If I don't want to live in Jakarta how?" ask Khaira while looking at Radit.
Radit heard Khaira's words immediately staring at the dark netra of the wife who was as close as tonight.
"It's okay. Wherever you go, wherever you want to live, there I will follow you. I've decided to make you my home, Khai. Home for me to go home, take off all my tired and tired. Home for me to take refuge and shelter. Home to build a household with our children later. Be my home, Khaira...."
Khaira turned back in disbelief hearing Radit's words. Husband who never asked her to talk, now can talk at length. However, Khaira is not that easy to melt. Given the time he spent in solitude and Radit's heart-wrenching attitude, Khaira still needs a lot of time to see Radit's seriousness. Love must be tested, and time will show it all.
"And I want to...." Pause for a moment. "You can also make me your home, Khaira. Go back to your house, because this house has been completely renovated. Now only you and I will inhabit this house. There will be no other."
"I need time, Mom. It's not that easy to earn my trust after everything you've done, Mas. I need proof." said Khaira Ketus.
"Yes. I will truly prove to you, I will fill your heart with love, trust, and sincerity. On the day that your heart is sure of me, please accept me as your husband completely and completely. Be my home, and I am your home. We learn together from the beginning. For now we're both learning to know each other, as I prove myself worthy to be your home, where you come home, shelter, lean back, and live your days."
"Hmm." answered Khaira briefly.
***
In Jakarta, Indonesia.
Radit's parents and Khaira's parents are gathering together. They now gather more often to discuss their children. Even now the two pairs of old men were hoping to be anxious because Radit had been gone for so many days, but the man had not given any news.
"Let's just call Radit, why the kid hasn't told you so far. Did Radit find Khaira or something? I'm curious about both of them." Said Mother Dyah who was worried about her daughter-in-law's son.
Ammar's father agreed, "Yes, let's just call Radit. The international connection does not matter, which is important we as parents know the news and whereabouts of our child. This is the first time Radit has gone so far. If you have met Khaira, thank you. Hopefully this second chance can unite the two children in the real household, the love of both begins to grow."
"Yes, let me call Radit." Wibi's father took out his cell phone and made a video call to Radit.
Wibi Father
Callings
The next second, the phone was connected and Radit received the video call.
[Hello Father.] Say hello to Radit once received the video connection.
[Hello Dit, where are you? Have you seen Khaira? Why until now you didn't give us news tow Dit.] Wibi's father immediately strapped the child with various questions.
[Sorry Dad, Radit forgot to have not been preaching with Daddy and Mommy.]
After that Radit turned his camera towards Khaira who was sitting on the sofa looking at the television channel.
[Dad, Mother. Looky.... Who her?] a face full of happiness plastered real in the spotlight of the cellphone camera.
[Son Khaira.] Answer Father and Mother in unison.
[Yes Mother, Radit has found Radit's little adek. Thank you, Father and Mother, for giving Radit a second chance.]
[It's your in-laws too, Dit. They are worried about you because since you left until now have not told you.]
[Mother Dyah, Father Ammar. Forgive Radit. Radit immediately searched for Khaira. I'm sorry, Mother.].
Hearing the name of his parents called, Khaira ran to Radit. The girl wanted to talk to her parents too. Seeing Khaira approaching him, Radit immediately gave his phone to Khaira.
[Dad... Mother. ] greet Khaira with tears.
[Yes Nak. Thank God Radit found you. Healthy Son?] Mother Dyah also shed tears.
[Alhamdullilah healthy Mother. Are your father and mother healthy?]
[Yes, we are healthy. Son, Radit was there with our blessing and our permission. Give Radit a second chance, son, give him time to prove himself, establish himself as your husband.] Advice Mother Dyah from the phone connection.
[Khaira needs Mother's time, Khaira needs real proof. Khaira does not want to be hurt again, Bun.] he said as he sobbed.
[Yes, slow down Khaira. Allah is Oft-Forgiving and Pardoning, may you forgive Radit. Everyone deserves a second chance, give your husband a second chance.].
[Yes, you guys are fine... Get healthy there. Give us news often. We pray that you two live together, loving each other. Titip Khaira ya Dit. This is your second and last chance. If on this occasion you fail, there is no more opportunity for you, Dit.] said Ammar's father, who is owned by Wibi's Father and their Mothers.