Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 111

His little body was wriggling over the bed layered in that dark blue bedsheet. His eyes blinked adjusting the light coming into his retina. His hand felt a small table beside the bed. Looking for the flat object he put there.

“Twelve o'clock at night,” whispers. She looked to the side and could not find her husband lying down as before. He got up and turned on the room lamp until it became bright and no longer dim. His hand turned the door knob slowly. And he flinched.

“Happy birthday, my wife,” Reyhan said with excitement while carrying a birthday cake complete with candles in the form of numbers two and one.

He stroked his chest slowly. “Astaghfirullah, Brother. I'm shocked.”

“Sorry, Dear. I didn't mean to surprise you. Besides, I was also a little jolted because you suddenly opened the door of the room.”

“Iya. I couldn't find my sister sleeping next to me. So, I opted out to find brother.”

“Ah... forget it. Now blow the candles, honey. Don't forget to extend your thoughts and hopes.”

He closed his eyes. Memorize do’a and also his expectations. Expecting with age makes his personal become a more mature person. Able to deal with every problem that exists well.

After raising hope. He opened his eyes again and blew out the candles that were placed on the birthday cake that Reyhan had prepared for him.

“Honey, I'm sorry if all this time I haven't been able to give my best for you. Like on your birthday, for example. But, I really can't string words together as beautifully as you put together diction for me. I can only present myself to you. Happy birthday, my wife. I love you,”, Reyhan said earnestly and fully. There was a puddle on the tall man's black netra.

He shook fast. “No! I'm sure my brother has been trying to do his best for me. And thanks for all that.”

Reyhan pulled out his body and clenched it tightly. “Thanks, yes, Al. Thank you for letting me step up with all the flaws inherent in me.”

His head nodded slowly. “But, I'm hungry, honey,” he said shyly in Reyhan's arms.

Reyhan's eyes were perfectly rounded. “Not an hour ago did you also wake up hungry and eat Latisha food, dear ? And now feeling hungry again ?” ask Reyhan astonished.

He nodded innocently and smiled sweetly. “I don't know. Lately it's faster to feel better than usual.”

“Tak why, Darling. Now you eat this cake. How ?”

He tried to weigh Reyhan's offer by tapping his index finger on his forehead.

“If you don't want to. I'll find you another meal outside.”

“Oh don't. I ate that cake. Besides, it's late at night.”

Reyhan smiled at his wife's understanding.

“But I don't want to eat alone. Brother should accompany me.”

“Yes, sweetheart. For you I will do anything.”

“Let me take it,” he said while taking over the birthday cake from Reyhan's hand.Take it into the room and sit on the side of the window he accidentally opened. Let the wind freely enter and hit his face. Flying her hijab-covered hair.

“Why did you open the window, Al ? The night breeze is not good for your health, darling,” Reyhan's advice.

“In our room feels hot.”

“You're getting stranger days, Al.”

He looked at Reyhan with a dislike look. “What does that sister mean ?”

“I mean your attitude and mannerisms, dear. Holy hooch! You are also very sensitive. Are you in PMS time?”

Reyhan's gaze sparkled. “Created ?”

Not answering. He even looked at Reyhan with a puzzled look and an eyebrow raised next to him.

“Besok morning you have to use the test pack, dear. I'm guessing you're pregnant.”

He was silent for a moment. Put a birthday cake that he has not tasted at all. “Where did you know that I was pregnant again?” ask him innocently.

Reyhan patted his forehead softly. “I don't know either, dear. I just guessed. And hopefully,” Reyhan said with a fluffy smile.

“Hopefully,” reply with glee. A second later the sweet smile disappeared somewhere. His gaze was wistfully towards the Netra Reyhan who was staring at him as well.

“Why, Dear ?” reyhan asked and gently stroked his long black hair unbound.

“I'm afraid.”

“Why fear ? You should be happy to get pregnant again.”

He clutched Reyhan's body still standing before him. “I'm afraid I can't take good care of my fetus like it was.”

Immediately guilt strikes Reyhan mercilessly. His treatment at that time made his wife feel an extraordinary trauma. “Darling, I'm sorry. This was all because of my uncontrollable attitude and emotions. You're traumatized like this, honey.”

His body shook violently. The issue is getting louder. Her tears were pouring down the end of Reyhan's shirt.

“Already, Darling. Don't cry like this again.” Reyhan stroked his back which was still shaking violently. “Usah worry. Usah worry. Especially fear. Hamilmu this time, I will be stronger and harder to take care of you and our future children. So, yesterday's incident will not be repeated.”

Reyhan cupped her wet face the traces of tears flowing from her beautiful eyelids. “I promise,” Reyhan said earnestly and hugged his small body tightly.

He returned Reyhan's warm embrace with a hug that was no less tight. Shed his tears in the field of the man who was his guide and priest.

“So, tomorrow you have to use the test pack again, yes, Al.”

“Iya. And I want to eat now. The worms in my stomach have been thrashing asking for rations,” he said jokingly but trying to hold back his laughter.

Not with Reyhan. Hearing her innocent-sounding words made Reyhan laugh. “And me ? Can't you get a ration, honey ?” reyhan asked with a flirtatious look.

His eyebrows raised next to. “I eat first. After that I just thought,” answered him by wiping his tears rough. Take back the birthday cake that he had placed on the window.

“You're not fair, Al. You prefer to give rations of worms in your stomach without thinking long. Then, I have to wait for you to finish eating. That's also if I can get a ration from you,” said Reyhan pretending to be angry.

“Every night I give rations still envious of worms. Ah... You are never satisfied, Reyhan Akbar Oktara.”

To go to every time. Reyhan was completely unable to hold back his laughter. “Enough, Al. Stop talking to that innocence of yours. I can't laugh like this. My stomach hurts,” Reyhan's cock is interrupted by his laughter.

“But, I'm happy to make you laugh like that,” his great-grandson without turning a look from the cake in front of him.

“You seduce me ?”

“No. I meandly mean. Because, happy my husband is my success being a wife,” he said with a serious look and a smile.

Reyhan hugged her tightly. “Thanks. I love you.”