Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 10

Nadhira POV

I felt a little lazy to get out of my bed after carrying out my three rakaat obligations. I put my arms on the jumbo-sized Teddy Bear that Bang Bara gave me right on my 17th birthday.

I intend to close my eyes that have begun to feel drowsiness. My body that also feels sore adds to my desire to rest. I felt unusually tired after hours on the way to pick up my father from the airport and continue to pick up my mother at the home of Aunt Indri, her brother who required us to turn back first.

I expressed my intention to fall asleep after I remembered the words of father and mother during the journey home. Not just dad and mom. But also the speech of Bang Bara with his wise tips.

The Flashback

*A luxury car driving at a speed is splitting the road that does not escape the word traffic jam every day.

“Bang, already know sister for the event later malem ?” ask the Father to break the silence that was created in the car*.

“*Already, Well.” Bara turned his head briefly towards his father who was sitting beside the steering chair before finally focusing again forward.

Father glanced at his wife and daughter sitting in the back seat through the front rearview mirror*.

“*Dik, later Reyhan malem with his family come to the house.” Saying Father.

“Iya, Dad. I said Brother earlier.” Nadhira twisted the tip of her hijab and leaned her head on the shoulder of the Mother who was greeted with a warm embrace. Nadhira wrestled spoiled in the arms of Mother.

“So how, Dek ?”

“*Where is it, Dad ?" Nadhira asked innocently.

"The scene is not ready yet

Reyhan ?"

"Ready ready, Dad,” Nadhira replied plainly.

Compact Father, Mother and Bara gave a strange look with eyebrows linked.

“Why the hell ? Very compact.” Nadhira said casually.

“It's how to say that?” Bara asked still with her confused expression.

“Emang something wrong is the same thing I said just now ?” Nadhira asked with his sinless look.

“Adek, Dengerin Mommy.” Mother slightly distanced Nadhira's head from her embrace and held both shoulders of her daughter and continued her speech.

“Married is not easy. It's not just the word getting married and everything is done. Marriage is the beginning of a new life with a new family. So it takes birth and bathin. Not ready not ready. So, is it ready ?” Mother gently stroked the top of Nadhira's head.

“Adek ready, Mother. But adek fear can not be far from Mother.” Nadhira said with a soft look.

“Hahaha. Hey my little sister!” Bara glanced at her sister through the rearview mirror which was answered with a sharp gaze from Nadhira which made Bara immediately stop her laughter.

“Iya. Ja. Sorry. Dengerin Brother yes. Every woman will not live with her parents forever. There will be times when he will live apart and start a new life with a new family as well. That was when she became a wife. And at that time also heaven which was originally on the soles of her mother's feet moved to the soles of her husband's feet. Adek understand ?” Bara spoke at length with all his tips which only Nadhira nods.

“*Said Brother. But even so, it does not mean adek can not meet father and mother. Not that also to stop filial.” Mother continued her advice.

“So, are you ready* ?”

“*Bismillah. Adek ready, Yah.” Nadhira pulled the tip of her lips in a smile.

“Let's not spoiled same husband. Because not necessarily adek husband able to spoil adek just like Abang. Its boyish nature is also eliminated, Dek.”

“Yes, Dear brother*.”

The Flashback Of

I stared at the ceiling of the room in light blue. My favorite color. I don't know why I like this color so much. The point is I like it. I feel shady with that color.

“Dek!”

Mother's call coming from behind the door made me look at her. The smile that always adorned her face was so soothing.

“Why still sleep ?” Mother sat on the bedside and stroked my hair that was still neatly covered with a face that I had not yet taken after prayer.

“Tired, Bun. Body adek it feels achy-legal.” I carried my head over Mother's lap. The most comfortable place to unwind was the lap of the strong woman who had bet my birth life. Raised me lovingly without tirelessly.

“But soon Reyhan and his family are coming, Dek. Now get ready first. Change the face and dress.”

“Iya, Bun.”

“Mother also wants to get ready. Later Mommy will come back here again, yes.”

Mother got up from the room and left me alone who was still sitting on the bed. Laziness is still in me.

I forced myself to get up from the bed to a large closet that contained some of the gamis and hijab in the form of color. I started to look one by one at the game I had. And finally stopped on one simple but still impressed elegant with sequins on the front colored toska. I grabbed one big hijab in matching colors.

I put my makeup on with a patch of makeup as natural as possible. Smearing my lips only with lipbalm. I saw my reflection in the mirror on my dresser. Unknowingly a smile was created from my lips. There is still a sense of disbelief that soon I will be proposed by a man whose name I always call every degree to Allah.

“Yes God, I believe your every plan is the best for me. Lead me to the path you always ridhoi.”

I heard the sound of cars entering the yard. The car I believe belongs to Reyhan's family. I felt a different feeling in me. My heart beats beyond its normal limits. Nervous attacked me for a moment.

POV Author

Reyhan knocked at the door in front of him. Not long ago the big door opened and displayed a couple with a smile.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Om, Aunt.” Reyhan greeted a married couple who would soon become his in-laws.

“Wa’alaikumussalam.” Answer Father and Mother compact.

“Hei, Fahmu. How are you doing ?” Dad hugged Papa familiarly.

“Oh of course good. As you can see now.” Papa returned Dad's embrace.

“Ayok log in first.” Mother said allowing her guests to enter the luxurious house like a palace.

Reyha and her family followed the steps of the owner of the house. Walk towards the spacious living room in a classic style. Plastered various kinds of paintings on the walls that spoil the eyes of everyone who sees it.

“Please sit down first everything. I want to call Nadhira for a minute.” Mother spoke and walked towards Nadhira's room. Just about to set foot on the first step, his steps were stopped by the call of his eldest son.

“Mother!” Mother then turned to the direction of the voice and found Bara who was still tidying up her shirt getting closer.

“Why, Bang ?”

“Let your brother call adek. Mommy just go back to the living room.” Bara offered himself to his mother. He wanted to accompany his only sister.

“Ya. Brother call adek in his room. Mommy wants to prepare food for dinner too.”

Bara climbed one by one the stairs to Nadhira's room.

Chequek.

Bara opened the door to Nadhira's room and found her sister sitting with a face that was difficult to interpret.

“Dek!”

Nadhira looked at Bara who had just walked into her room. It was a sweet smile that fascinated anyone to see it. Bara walked up to the unmoved Nadhira from his seat.

“MashaAllah. You're so beautiful, Dek.” Bara praised her sister's beauty, making Nadhira blush in embarrassment. Seen from his cheeks that gave rise to red hues.

“Abang.” Nadhira slammed into her brother's arms.

“Why ?” ask Bara as gently as possible.

“I'm nervous.” Honest Nadhira.

“New application was nervous. Especially later if you want ijab qabul, Dek.”

“I'm serious, Bang.” Nadhira took off her embrace and looked at Bara with a bent face.

“No pouting. Her beauty is gone. Now let's get down. Reyhan and his family were waiting in the guest room. Not good if they wait a long time.”

Nadhira only replied with a nod.

Bara clasped his sister's hand tightly. Lead Nadhira who just ducked down the stairs to the living room.

In the living room. A pair of black eye beads looked towards the stairs. Watching two brothers walking up the stairs. Nadhira with a toska colored robe combined with a matching hijab. Reyhan can clearly see the beauty that emanated from his future wife. Reyhan gave a slight smile.

Nadhira who initially just lowered his head now ventured to raise his head slightly. Showing her beautiful face with natural makeup and a smile that can not be separated from her lips. Her eyes were on Reyhan who was also staring at her. Their eyes locked in a few seconds.

“Do not be ignored. Soon it will also belong to sister kok.” Mama's great-grandson made the whole room chuckle. Except Nadhira who just blushed.

Nadhira sits in the middle of father and mother.

“Good. Just get to the core of the conversation. So our intention here is to propose to Nadhira for our eldest son, Reyhan. Does Mr Yudha accept ?” Papa opened the conversation by expressing his intention and purpose to visit.

“Hmm. For the answer I leave it to Nadhira. Because he also lived. How, Son ?” Dad clasped his daughter's hand tightly. Nadhira stared at his father, mother and sister alternately. I just nodded and smiled.

“Bismillah. Yes, Nadhira accepted Kak Reyhan's proposal.” replied Nadhira steady.

“Alhamdulillah.”

His words filled the living room. There was happiness on every face of the two families. Especially two people who will soon bind each other in halal ties. Nadhira and Reyhan.

Reyhan glanced for a moment at Nadhira who was looking down playing his fingers and smiling.

“So, how ? Do we immediately set the wedding date of our daughter's son, Yudha ?”

“Oh of course, Fahmi. Isn't in terms of kindness faster better.” Father said enthusiastically.

“Good. How about 2 weeks from now.” This time, my mother decided to decide.

“How, Brother ?” Papa asked his son for his consent.

“How good it is, Pa. Reyhan ngikut aja.”

“Nah, so we have decided the wedding schedule. Stay business building, decoration and other fixtures.”

“For building and decor let Reyhan alone handle.“ Reyhan chose his own building and decorations for his wedding. He wanted to contribute to the success of his sacred show.

“Later I can also help lo, Han.” Bara began to speak up and was only replied to a nod by Reyhan.

“For wedding dress later Nadhira join Mama to the boutique temen Mama, yes ?” Mama changed the call from her usual call to Aunt to Mama.

“Iya, Aunt.” Nadhira replied with a sweet smile that framed his thin lips.

“Kok Auntie anyway. Mom dong, Nadhira. Will soon be Mama's ghost.” Mama's protest on Nadhira who will soon become her son-in-law.

“Hee Yes, Ma.”

“So everything has been determined. Stay Nadhira and Reyhan maybe there is something you both need to talk about the show later.” Said Father.

Reyhan and Nadhira compactly turned their heads towards Father.

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In the garden in front of the house. Nadhira sat together with Reyhan in silence. Only the sounds of the animals of the night sounded earthy. Nadhira silenced in her nervousness. For some reason, being near Reyhan made him trapped in an extraordinary nervous circle.

Reyhan looked at Nadhira who was still downcast twisting the tip of her headscarf. Reyhan smiled at Nadhira's attitude which looked very nervous.

“Kasian you know her hijab in gituin directly from earlier, Al.” Reyhan broke the silence they created.

Nadhira raised his head and smiled awkwardly.

“Sister miss.” Reyhan revealed the feelings that had been present without permission in his heart.

Nadhira stared at the pair of eyes that were staring at him intensely. Throwing a smile that had been the most beautiful shadow in Nadhira's mind. It made Nadhira's heart beat many times faster than usual.

“Thanks.” Reyndra spoke again.

“Thanks ?” Nadhira asked not to understand Reyhan's words.

“Iya. Thank you for receiving brother.”

Nadhira just replied with a smile. This time without feeling nervous and nervous.

“Thanks.” Nadhira said after a few seconds of silence.

“For ?” Reyhan raised his eyebrows and looked at Nadhira not understanding.

“Thanks for coming back.”

“Didn't my sister promise to return ?” ask Reyhan.

“And appointments must be kept.” Further.

Again Nadhira only responded with a smile.

___To Be Continued__