Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
First Kiss
Khaira's staggered body made her close her eyes for a moment. As if resigned, whenever he fell it felt only able to resign and wait either head or body that was ready to hit the floor.
But suddenly Radit's hand wrapped around him. The man swiftly wrapped around Khaira. One hand hugged Khaira's waist, and the other held Khaira's back to protect the risk of his wife's head hitting the floor. Meanwhile, Radit tried to make his body fall to the floor, until finally a sound was heard.
Thump!
It was Radit's back that stumbled to the floor. Both of them turned around, Radit was the one on the floor and Khaira was on top of him.
Khaira suddenly opened her eyes and found Radit grimacing restrained while complaining.
"Ouch... My back." Radit felt pain in his back.
After that, Radit looked Khaira in the eyes, the two of them clashing with each other. "You're okay, right? Is anyone sick?" radit's face looks panicked, imagining that Khaira is the one who actually fell and stumbled on the floor. His eyeballs also scanned Khaira's body which was still on it.
Khaira could only shake her head, in her heart relieved that she had not stumbled on the floor. However, now it is Radit who feels pain in his back because it saves him. "You okay, Mom? Is anyone sick?" khaira asked with a face that was as worried as Radit.
"I'm fine." replied Radit later.
"Related?" again Khaira wants to reassure the condition of her husband.
"Yes. I'm not papa. It is grateful that you did not fall and hit the floor. I am grateful to be able to protect you like this. I feel like a useful husband can protect you. I want to always protect you" he said as his hand now stroked Khaira's black hair.
"Thank you for protecting me" said Khaira sincerely.
Radit's worried face suddenly turned into laughter. The man laughed at how Khaira tried to snatch the photo from his hand and now they just fell like this. It was like a child fighting over a toy and both fell down.
Khaira frowned on her face looking at Radit who suddenly laughed out loud.
"Why are you even laughing? Something funny?" ask her seriously.
"If you think we were both just like little kids fighting over toys anyway, no one wants to budge, keep fighting until we both fall like this" he said while giggling.
"Your abbot doesn't want to give me that photo. I want to see, even the godain finally rebutting continues until now like gini deh. Fall-out. Good thing not to roll around kayaking in Indian movies." replied Khaira.
Radit suddenly hugged Khaira's waist again, making Khaira realize that the position of the two of them had not changed since earlier. Khaira was still on Radit, with her arms propped up on her husband's chest.
"Thankfully you are not papa. Because, if you fall, get sick, until anything, I am more in pain. Mending I'm sick, but you're safe" he said, revealing a serious facial expression. His gaze at Khaira's eyeballs, made Khaira misbehave and turned her gaze in the other direction.
Radit's speech made Khaira's heart beat again beyond its threshold. His heart is beating fast. Radit's words seemed to be able to easily make strange waves in his heart. His words wanted to protect, his words that wanted to make sure Khaira was safe, it felt like a seduction, but a condition of sincerity in each of his sayings. Sometimes Khaira doesn't want to believe Radit's words, but now the man proves he wants to protect Khaira.
The man observed the reaction Khaira gave. If one reaction Khaira gave to reject Radit's action, it would stop it all. He did not want to make Khaira feel uncomfortable being around him.
One sec... Three seconds... Five seconds...
The lips of the two are still stuck together. With her two eyes perfectly patterned without blinking.
Feeling as if there was no reaction of rejection from Khaira after a few seconds had passed, Radit began to clench Khaira's lips so gently. If in the past, he had stolen a kiss from Khaira so violently that it hurt the corner of Khaira's lips, this time the man did it very gently. He enjoyed Khaira's lips as sweet as honey and soft as cotton candy.
Radit seems to know that Khaira does not have this kind of experience, so Radit tries to guide Khaira. Ya guided Khaira's lips to follow her lips' movements.
Both are equally lulled by feeling sweet and warm lips. Khaira's hand held Radit's shirt tightly, while Radit's one hand held Khaira's left jaw to make Khaira follow her movements and enjoy it.
Both feel sweet, soft, and warm when their lips are together. It was as if thousands of butterflies were crowding the stomachs of both. The scene continued for a few minutes, no kiss hunting only the warm kiss full of tenderness that the two felt.
The new radite removed their lip link when both felt breathless and needed oxygen intake to be able to breathe.
Radit's hands tuck Khaira's hair strands behind her ears. I saw the red color on his wife's face.
Back Radit gave one kiss on Khaira's lips.
The cup!
"I Love U, Khaira." he said seriously.
Wrong behavior, finally Khaira chose to rise from the body of Radit. The girl chose to walk into the kitchen and fetch some water.
Radit only smiles observing Khaira's clumsy and awkward attitude towards her. But he followed Khaira's footsteps into the kitchen.
The man then grabbed Khaira from behind. "Love You Darling" he said as he tightened his arms. "No reply to my declaration of love."
Khaira froze in place while sipping a glass of water. His tongue was too faint to reply to Radit.
"Well, if you don't answer, I'll kiss you again. Let my love be reciprocated." sedain while bringing his face closer.
"Ishh, don't macem, Mas. Beware." Khaira said while trying to unravel Radit's embrace
"Macem-macem is not papa. We are halal."