Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 113

"Darling," he called out in a spoiled voice. He shook the body of Reyhan who was lying in a deep night.

For a moment he glanced at the wall clock with a clock that did not stop moving. At two in the morning.

"Darling," call him again. This time with tears in her eyes.

Reyhan looked writhing. Feeling disturbed by the shock of his clasped hands. She looked at her husband who was winking repeatedly.

"Cho, Al. Why haven't you slept, honey ?" asked Reyhan while changing position by sitting facing him who was cross-legged.

"Is anyone sick ?" Reyhan was so worried to see her unusual waking up in the middle of the night like this.

He just shook his head and spilled the water that bathed his eyelids.

"Why are you crying ? Just tell me, Al."

"I'm hungry" he said stammering amid his increasingly heavy sobs.

"Gosh, Al. I thought nothing was going on with you until you cried like this, honey."

Reyhan pulled her body and carried her in a fistful. Repeatedly kissing the head crest that is not covered with hijab.

"What do you want, honey ? Let me make it."

"I want to eat made by Mama" he said shyly.

Reyhan's eyes were perfectly rounded. "Huh ? That's right, Al ?"

"Am I lookin' to joke with you, brother ?" he screamed with an angry look.

"But it's midnight, Al. Mama must have fallen asleep."

He grunted annoyed. "I don't want to know. Anyway I want to eat food made by Mama. Point!"

Reyhan ruffled his hair in frustration.

"Al ? Now you're eating the food I made, yeah, honey. Tomorrow morning I'll have Mama make you some food" Reyhan said slowly.

"I want it now. Why can't you understand ?"

"It's not so, Al. But, pity Mama if you wake up in the middle of the night like this."

"alright. I'll just go to bed if so," he said sulking and laying his body down. Cover with a thick blanket. Deflect Reyhan.

Reyhan was really frustrated with him. "alright. I'm gonna wake Mama up and ask her to make you some food. But, stop sulking like that."

He pulled out a blanket that covered his body violently. Looking at Reyhan with a glittering look. "really ?"

Reyhan nodded and smiled. "certain. For my wife and my future son."

He got up and hugged Reyhan. "Thank you, husband," he said, kissing Reyhan's cheeks in turn.

"Would you come with me or wait in my room ?"

"I'm coming. I'll help Mama later."

He rose up when Reyhan's thin body stood firmly before him. He embraces Reyhan's arm which always faithfully provides warmth for him. Following and offsetting Reyhan's big steps towards Mama's room.

Reyhan looked hesitantly knocking on the door of Mama's room.

"Sister," he called her down.

Reyhan who understood the meaning then nodded slowly. "Yes, honey."

Slowly Reyhan knocked on the door. "Mama," call Reyhan quietly.

Silent. No one's saying.

"Ma, it's Reyhan."

"It looks like Mama has fallen asleep, sister," he said with a lethargic down face. "We'll just go back to the room."

He turned his body and walked. In the third step the ear catches the sound of the door breaking open. Then she looked back at her husband who was still standing in front of Mama's room.

"Why, Son ? You and Nadhira are fine, right ?" ask Mama with her special voice.

"Yes, Ma. Reyhan is fine. But, Nadhira," said Reyhan as he looked at him who had stepped back closer.

"Nadhira why ?" ask Mama to panic.

"Ma," called her and coiled with Mama.

"Nadhira craves Mama's cooking" Reyhan said.

Mama's eyes are perfectly rounded. "Huh ? Ngidam ? Nadhira's pregnant again ?"

Instantly the drowsiness is destroyed without rest. Stare sparkles. "Alhamdulillah. Mama was happy to hear it. What do you want to eat, honey ? Let Mama make it for you."

"Nadhira wants to eat vegetable soup, Ma. Can you, yeah ?" bargained for.

"Anything, Honey. Mama will make it for you and your future grandchild" replied Mama with a hand that stroked her queen's belly.

"Sister if you want to continue sleeping is okay. Just go back to the room."

Reyhan's eyebrows shot up at his statement. "You kicked me out, Al ?"

"It's not so, brother. I'm just offering. I know brother's sleepy. Yeah, right ?"

"My sleep is gone because of your strange act, Al," Reyhan said.

"So weird brother said ? I sniffed, Brother," he snapped.

"Lho why are you yelling at me like that ?"

He grunted annoyed. "Whatever! I just want to go to sleep" he said, and passed with tears that began to drip.

"Good, Reyhan! Why can't you keep your emotions ? Nadhira is pregnant young, son."

"Mama blamed me too ?"

Mama was confused by the behavior of the child and his daughter-in-law. "No, Son. It's just that you have to understand. Pregnant women are sometimes strange. Like you've never faced a pregnant woman alone" said Mama.

"Mama. Mama," call Reyhan with his hands on his chest.

"Son, what's wrong with you ?" ask Mama to panic.

"Reyhan's chest is sick, Ma."

"Gosh, Son. Let's help Mama to the room. You rest."

Mama helped lead Reyhan to the room. Found him curled up on the bed with his body shaking. The signs of his crying are still heavy.

"Ra, where's Reyhan's medicine, son ?"

He turned around without even having time to wipe his tears. "Sir Reyhan why ?" he panicked and got up quickly. She looked at her husband who had managed to sit down and leaned against the bed rest with her eyes closed.

"As usual" replied Mama.

"Darling," called him. "Anfal's sister's heart again ?" tanyanya is attentive. The emotions that had been brought up have now melted away. He only saw a slow nod from Reyhan. He was sure the man before him was struggling with pain.

"Where did you put Reyhan's medicine, Ra ?"

"In the desk drawer, Ma. Ask for help to get Reyhan's brother, "he said politely.

He grabbed a small bottle that was familiar to him. He took the two white medicines and gave them to Reyhan. "Take the medicine first, yeah. After that rest."

Reyhan nodded. She helped her husband lie down.

"Ra, he said he was hungry, son. Let's make some food for you. Let Reyhan rest first."

He smiled at Mama. "No need, Ma. Nadhira is here to accompany Reyhan. Nadhira did not want to leave him alone" he said.

"That's okay, Al. Eat with Mama. I'm fine." Reyhan.

"No. I'm not hungry anymore."

"Pity of our son, Al."

He's speechless.

"It's okay. Just let Nadhira accompany you here. Mama will come down to make food for him."

"But, Ma..."

"Already, Honey. Thats okay. For the sake of Mama's granddaughter."

"Sorry to interrupt Mama's rest. And now it's even troublesome again."

Mama laughed a little. "Don't talk like that, son."

"Thank you, Ma" he said almost simultaneously with Reyhan.

"alright. Mama get off first, yeah, son."

He nodded.

He stared at Mama's body until she drowned behind the door. And switch on a pale face with my eyes that are lying next to it.

"It's getting better, honey," he said, hugging Reyhan's body. Drowned her face and permeated the scent of her husband's body.