Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Accompanying a Working Husband
When Radit and Khaira were watching a television broadcast together, Radit's phone suddenly rang.
"Your phone sounds, Mas, lift up first Deh Mas .. if you know it is important" said Khaira as she looked up at her husband's face.
"Yes, I saw a flashar ya.." he said while taking a mobile phone near the nightstand. "Dad Wibi nih, Yang .. I lift a moment ya."
Wibi Father
Callings
[Hello, Dit ... What's new?] ask Wibi's father from his phone.
[Hello Well, this is just relaxing with Khaira. What's up Dad?] sahut Radit via his cellular connection.
[Can ask for help for an audit of the financial statements this month. Yesterday it was checked is still not true, try your re-audit. Could 'not?]
Apparently Wibi's father called because of an urgent matter related to the company's financial statements.
[Okay Dad, please just send an email. Radit will check now.] He replied.
[Okay, Dit. Yes please. Thank you, greetings to Khaira.]
The phone call ended, Radit was still standing, he started taking his laptop from his backpack and sat next to Khaira who was still watching television.
"Why Mas?" khaira asked as soon as her husband sat back down and started turning on his laptop.
"Obviously, I asked for help auditing financial statements at his company. It's early in the month, for the report." he replied.
Khaira nodded her head, occasionally seeing her husband working with a laptop in his hand.
"You Work From Home Yes. Cross the WFH continent." said Khaira while laughing.
"Yes, I work from home. But it's not a routine darling, just fitting asked only Dad. Or there is a mistake in the financial statements, usually I re-audit can continue to deh findings." replied Radit while opening the email application and also the table on his laptop.
"Work at my desk there loh Mas, later here to disturb the sound of television how? Or I'd like to turn off the television so I don't bother." Khaira told her husband it was better to work at the study table to be more focused.
"No, here it is. You are also here ... temenin yes." he asked Khaira to sit next to him and accompany him to work.
Khaira began to turn off the television that is still on, he prefers to surf with his phone. Watch Korean dramas through the watch app on his phone. In order not to break her husband's concentration, Khaira prefers to use earphones.
"What did you watch? How to smile on his own." asked Radit while working, he kind of stopped his activity for a while because his wife who seemed happy with the gadget in her hands.
Khaira took off one earphone in her ear. "Watch a Korean drama Mas, I'm disturbing?" tanyakanya.
Shaking head. "Not bother, watch it. Backrest here, let me not pegel." he said, carrying Khaira's head leaning on his shoulder. "Well, if you want to continue watching the Drakor. I work first yes, it's urgent Dad said."
Sometimes Khaira raises her head to look at her husband's serious face. If she used to surf the internet that the auditor's job requires seriousness, now she sees with her own eyes how her husband is being very serious. His eyes focused on the laptop screen opening up a row of tables, his hands moving over the board of his laptop keyboard.
"Ehem...." The man cleared his throat, which made Khaira blink for a moment.
"Why even daydreaming, the drama is still the way, but your eyes look precisely at the laptop. Wanna help?" he said while momentarily stopping the movement of his fingers on the keyboard.
Shaking his head. "No, I used to surf the internet if so the Auditor needed focus and accuracy, now I see for myself" said Khaira.
Radit smiled too. "Yes, really. Because of all this and being checked, sometimes you need other data. So, I open this table in a row." she replied.
"Hmm, I used to have high school friends who managed to get into the Higher School of State Accounting (STAN) now have become Auditors in the government, Civil Servants placed throughout Indonesia" Khaira said.
Radit kinda saw his wife's face. "Chick or boy's party?" tanyanya brief.
"There were guys and girls, Ammar's dad actually told me to go in there, but I didn't want to. My passion is not in Accounting" replied Khaira.
"I used to take the test, but I failed. So yes, studying at a university is normal" said the man with his eyes glaring and recalling his struggle to enter the High School.
Khaira stroked her husband's arm. "Gak papa Mas, his name lives there is success and failure. In fact, you remain an Auditor and work in the field of Accounting. In everything, God has planned everything. When we succeed we learn to appreciate the rigors of struggle, when we fail we learn to keep running, trying to achieve our goals. Aye right?"
"That's so wise of you, darling. Yes, even though it failed but I still work as an Auditor. Yeah so, not a lot of money. I am grateful for everything. Including me having failed so much at the beginning of our marriage, grateful for the opportunity to come again for me and I now take care of this truly household. If I start forgetting, keep reminding me, baby. We take care of it together" he said.
Khaira nodded her head. "Yes, remind me too. We take care together. Yes, I did, again... Sorry, even make sure you talk."
Radit smiles. "Yes, I work first... I'm sorry, honey, I have to finish this soon."
Khaira leaned back on her husband's shoulder. "No papa Mas, just work. I can back up again, can't Mas?"
"Hmm, I can."
Radit returned to work with various files and tables, completing audits of financial statements. Meanwhile, Khaira again wears earphones in her ears and sees Korean drama through her gadget.
Tonight's voice was completely silent, only the clang of the keyboard board Radit ran on.
For a long time, there was no sound from Khaira. Precisely sounding a soft breath from Khaira, and the phone in Khaira's hand to escape. Radit occasionally sees if his wife still sees Drakor on her phone. Why so calm.
When Radit slipped Khaira's strand of hair that covered part of her face, she fell asleep on her husband's shoulder.
"Wait for me to work a long time, honey? Until you fall asleep." Radit muttered softly.
Without the intention of waking his wife, the man carried her to the bed. "Sleep first, honey. Rest. I continue to work first. Later I follow." he said while looking at the peaceful face of his wife who was asleep.