Sharing Love: Winning Without Love
Misunderstand
Khaira suddenly dissolved various negative thoughts that filled his head to make it crowded. It is possible that her sensitive and traumatic feelings are related to her household experience. Or because Blame The Hormone often affects pregnant women, when the body produces various hormones that also cause a pregnant woman to experience hormonal changes such as sensitivity levels, mood swings, and stress.
Radit also reached his home. The man rubbed his face rough. He had not expected Khaira to react like this.
Slowly, Radit turned the handle of his room door that was not locked. Then he came to his wife who was crying.
Radit exhaled his breath violently. He became sorry for choosing to buy Cimol and ended up meeting Felly. Radit believes this must have something to do with Felly.
The man sat next to his wife. Attempting to hold Khaira's hand, Khaira immediately repels her.
"Khaira ... My wife.." He called his wife's name with a voice that sounded soft. "Listen to me first. Don't misunderstand me like this."
Khaira refused to hear Radit's words, the pregnant woman chose to throw her face away.
Feeling avoided, and Radit was the same he did not want to delay until tomorrow. He will explain everything to Khaira.
The man inched down from his bed, and he chose to bend his body right before Khaira's face.
"Honey .. I'm sure you're listening to me right now. Don't assume too much and conclude things yourself. I was waiting for Cimol to fry my order by his brother. Not long after, he was suddenly there. He just greeted me, and I only returned the favor. Don't you see that I'm also mediocre. Please don't misunderstand me." said the man trying to explain.
Khaira was silent and reluctant to look at her husband. She took her eyes off her husband's stare.
"I'm sorry, honey. If you know it makes you cry like this I'm sorry for preferring to buy the Cimol. If you know like this, I prefer to accompany you to enter the minimarket. Please, don't shut up like this. You better get mad, hit me, or whatever. But don't leave me like this. I can't if you keep quiet like this, honey. You've silenced me like that long enough. Your silence makes me almost depressed, if angry say. I'll accept everything, but don't just shut up." said the man earnestly.
Slowly, Khaira moved her head slightly and her tail tried to stare at her husband's face.
"I can hold anything, Mom. But not with that woman. He who humbled me from the first moment he knew me, called me cry, little boy. He made you leave the house first. He's one of the reasons why I ran as far away as possible, Mas. I do realize, he who first knows you, with you, fills your days. However, which wife is not sick to experience such a thing. When I accepted my fate, accepted your proposal, but in fact you both hurt me for the first time in my life, I chose to run. I choose to leave, and hope that by leaving everything can release the pain in my heart."
Khaira gave a rough sigh. "The shadow of the past hurts me again. If it happens again, where else do I run? No. gabe. I have no place and no chance to run anymore" Khaira said, sobbing bitterly.
Radit shook his head. "Sorry Darling .. sorry. You don't have to run, we promised we'd do it all together. I just met him that's all."
Radit cupped Khaira's face with both palms. "Look at me, honey. Look into my eyes, don't you see that in these eyes there is only you. In my heart there is only your name. There will be no more him or anything else. Look at my sincerity and my efforts to keep myself firm." said the man with a red face and his eyes glazed over.
Khaira broke the palm of her husband who was cupping his face. "If you knew it was him, why didn't you go? Why are you still standing there?"
Radit just scratched his nape. "I bought Cimol, honey. I have no other meaning. Don't be emotional, don't cry. Let's talk it out together. There's Debay here who can feel her mother crying. The emotions of Pregnant Mother can be felt by her fetus. So please, don't cry anymore. I don't want anything to happen to our baby."
Khaira also cursed herself. She was completely dark in her eyes and cried sobbing, she forgot that the psychological condition of Pregnant Mother was very influential to the fetus in her womb.
"Listen to me, dear. I don't care about her or any other woman. Because the only woman in my heart is you, Khaira Amaira. There will be no more. Please do not doubt me, because every day I try to keep myself strong. Forgive your husband, will you?" again the man apologized to his husband.
Finally Khaira nodded her head. She forgave her husband.
"I'm sorry." said Radit.
"Euhm, yes." replied Khaira while still sobbing.
"Still angry?" Ask the man again.
"Still...." Khaira answered her husband's question.
Radit concluded that apologizing does not mean his wife is no longer angry or sulking. "So what should I do so that my beautiful Bumil is no longer angry? Hm."
Trying to calm himself. Khaira tried to bring out what was in her heart. After all, she had promised never to silence her husband again. So this opportunity, Khaira wanted to say her heart.
"I'm sorry, if it's related to him, my heart feels tight. I don't know, I used to accept your proposal without love I still survive, hoping for a rainbow after the rain in our household. However, when I saw him being unfaithful, he asked for you with another man, I was sick. I feel sick because you were betrayed by the woman you fought for. The highlight when you left the house first, I was alone there. If so, for what and for whom else do I survive Mas? There aren't. I already have no reason to survive and defend our household just yet. My pride as a woman is hurt."
Radit listened to Khaira's words with a stunned face. "I'm sorry if I've already scratched a deep wound, honey. I hurt you once, I'll wrap it up and smash it. But now, no more hurt and hurt." said Radit with both hands Khaira.
Just Radit wants to talk again, in fact there are people who hit the doorbell of his house.
Ting Tong's...
Both men blinked and wondered who rang the bell of their house.