Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 119

Reyhan knocked on the door slowly. "Al's? Open the door, honey."

Silent. There's no answer.

"Al's? Let's open the door."

Still same. Just silence.

"Al's? I can't stand for too long. Please, yeah, honey. Open the door."

Reyhan was still waiting at the door with his legs shaking. Withstand his body weight getting thinner.

"You don't feel sorry for me, Al?" ask Reyhan lirih. And he fell because he was really not strong standing.

Reyhan is not giving up. He kept knocking on the door and calling his wife.

"Al?"

Reyhan's ears stepped on the sound of the foot approaching. And the door squeaks. Open up slowly.

"Honey," call Reyhan with the head he's proposing. Smile expands.

Nadhira. "God! Why are you sitting in front of the door like this ? Awake up!"

"It's okay. I just want to sit down" Reyhan said lying as he tried to stand up.

She looked at her husband with a full gaze. "Don't you just fall. Not intentionally sitting here. Yeah, right ?" her question was full of suspicion.

Reyhan quickly shook his head strongly. "No! I didn't fall. I was sitting here intentionally. Waiting for you to open the door for me."

"As far as you go, Mr. Oktara," he put his hand in the air. "Let's help you get to bed."

Reyhan suddenly laughed.

"Why laugh ? 'There's nothing funny at all. You're weird."

"I'm like an old man helped to walk like this, Al."

His puzzled gaze was thrown at the human beside him. "What does brother mean ?"

"I should have taken care of you while pregnant young like this. But, quite the opposite. I can only trouble you."

He breathed out hard. "Huh! What kind of sentence I just heard," he got upset and moved from the edge of the bed.

His steps stopped when Reyhan's hand pulled him slowly. "Hey! Where are you going ?"

"Finishing tasks I had forgotten. So that I can catch up with Farhan immediately. I envy him" he said honestly.

"Get me a laptop, a book and everything you need. Finish your job here. While accompanying me."

"You are so spoiled, Reyhan Akbar Oktara," his great-grandson and went to the table he always used to complete his writing-related work.

"Marijuana to his own wife is not wrong, Al. We rarely get to enjoy our time together. I work in the office. Even off. Latisha is always bothering us. Yeah, right?" obviously Reyhan's looking for justification.

"Yes, sir," she replied without arguing with her husband.

He put his laptop next to Reyhan. Then, land his body there. "Darling," she called him spoiled. His face was with Reyhan's face.

Reyhan narrowed his eyes. "I knew. There must be something you want from me. Yeah, right?"

He smiled widely. Featuring shuffled teeth that add to the aura of her beauty.

"What does my pretty wife want ? Say it!" Reyhan stroked his wife's long black hair.

"Help me with my work, yes."

"Of course."

His smile is getting bigger. He kissed Reyhan's cheeks in turn.

The laptop and the books he placed on the bed were taken. Open up and start doing his job.

Reyhan twisted Nadhira's body to his back.

"Why ? Don't bother me" he said without taking his eyes off his laptop screen.

"I'm not bothering you. I just want to hug my beautiful wife."

He looked back for a moment. Throwing her sweet smile at Reyhan. "of course. I also like my husband's embrace" he said in a teasing tone.

Reyhan's regular breathing roar was so clearly felt. "Remember! Brother can hug me. But, can't bother me."

"Yes, Honey. I get what you mean."

His small hands were nimbly dancing on the quadrilateral-shaped object. With a screen that displays a series of letters and several tables.

"What can I do to help you, Al?"

"Don't do anything. Hugging me like this helps me a lot. My spirit is like a blazing fire" he said proudly.

Reyhan chuckled at him. "Don't force yourself. You also have to remember that you have to take care of your health and content."

He nodded and continued his work.

The ringing of the phone he placed beside him shifted his focus. He looked at his phone screen and saw the name of the contact clearly displayed there. His gaze sparkled when the name he caught was the name of someone he so longed for.

"Mother" he said along with Reyhan.

Nadhira scrolls her phone screen and receives Mother's call.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mother's daughter."

Smile them. "Wa'alaikumussalam, Mother."

"How are you, son ? Why never visit home. Don't you miss Mother ?"

"Of course my sister misses Mother so much. In fact, this morning my brother and sister Reyhan already have plans to go there. But..." Nadhira hung up his sentence. He looked at Reyhan with a questionable look.

"But, what, honey ? You're all right, aren't you ?"

"But, Nadhira fainted, Mother," Reyhan said honestly and got a sharp look at Nadhira.

"Huh ? how could it be, Reyhan?"

"Mother. Don't panic, yeah. Brother is fine. Really," he said reassuring Mother.

"But, Reyhan said you fainted, Sister."

"Yes, Mother. My sister fainted. But, the doctor said sister was just too much of a thought. And the sister is also pregnant with the grandson of Father and Mother."

"Alhamdulillah."

It was clear that the panic that had been created had turned instantly into peerless happiness. Nadhira was powerless not to smile at the thanksgiving from his mother.

"Let Mother visit you there. Remember that! You have to take care of your body."

"Yes, Mother. Mother just calm down. 'There is also a sister husband who is always loyal to guard. In fact, Reyhan's sister started to laze away to the office. The reason for that was to keep a sister alone."

I heard Mother laughing again. "The husband should be, son. Ready and on standby to keep his wife."

"Sure, Mother. Reyhan will always take care of this spoiled Mother girl" Reyhan said by pouring jokes on every word he said.

"Yes, Son. Mother first close the phone connection, yes. Mommy wants to help Bi Lastri first in the kitchen."

"Yes, Mother."

Phone connection disconnected. Nadhira looked back at Reyhan with a sharp look.

"Why else, Al ?"

Instead of answering Reyhan's question. Nadhira instead threw the question back at her husband. "Why did you tell Mother that I fainted ?" His hands are folded in front of his chest.

"I'll tell you the truth, Al. There's no way I'm gonna lie to you."

"Whatever the sister. I want to continue my work."

Reyhan chuckled at Nadhira who had started to be in a bad mood. Habits that are often done if you have lost a debate. Or when her wish wasn't fulfilled by Reyhan.

"Don't pout like that. It'll be beautiful to lose."

"Whatever!"

Reyhan could not help but hold his anxiety to Nadhira. He pulled his wife's body to the ground. Scrutinizing every inch of Nadhira's face was smooth white. Put a kiss on his forehead. And...

I don't know what happened after that.