Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 120

"Rayyhan!" nadhira shouted furiously. Sharp look. Like the gaze of the Forest King who is ready to pounce on his prey.

"What's up, Al ? Why scream like that anyway ?" reyhan asked with a casual expression.

His hands are folded in front of his chest. While the net he used to point Reyhan's work clothes scattered on the bed.

Reyhan threw a gaze in the same direction. And grimace while scratching his nape which is not at all itchy.

"Sister isn't a kid anymore, yeah. Go home from work take off clothes and put it carelessly like that. Since when is such a bad habit a big sister? Hmm?"

"Yes, Honey. I'm sorry. Besides, I was like that this time, right?"

"As far as you go, Reyhan Akbar Oktara." Nadhira stepped onto the bed that was so messy because of Reyhan. With a mouth as muttering as a sorcerer he cleansed it.

"I've made you some hot tea on the table. But, brother clean up first."

"Alright, Madame Oktara."

Nadhira shook her head at her husband's behavior. I don't know why lately he feels Reyhan is acting so strange. He was always and always pissed off.

After making the room and bed. Nadhira sat in front of her dresser. Staring at the reflection of his shadow with a body that is getting fatter. The stomach that had started to look made him unable to not smile.

His hand gently stroked his distended stomach. "Healthy in the womb of Mama until that day arrives, yes, son," he said to invite the baby who was in his birth to talk.

"And don't bother Mama" Reyhan continued, hugging her from behind.

"Tumben once bath fast. It usually takes hours" Nadhira told Reyhan.

"I just want to quickly hug my beautiful wife and talk to my son."

Nadhira gently stroked Reyhan's cheek. He took off Reyhan's hand which was wrapped around her. Turned over and looked at her husband.

"I miss my handsome husband a lot. A day at work makes me have to force you to accompany me until I fall asleep."

"Yes, Honey. I'll keep you company."

Reyhan led Nadhira's body towards the bed. Lied there. Then, Reyhan himself just sat sweetly on the edge of the bed.

"You sleep on my lap, Al."

Without waiting long. Nadhira quickly placed his head on Reyhan's lap. His gaze managed to pierce through the pitch-black netra of the twenty-six-year-old man before him. His lips curved into a crescent moon.

"Why smile like that? Don't tell me you want anything more from me" Reyhan said with a glance.

Nadhira suddenly laughed. "You're so great, Mr. Oktara. I can always read my body."

Reyhan pinched Nadhira's minimalist nose. "Oh sure. I'm a husband who always understands his wife's intentions and goals" Reyhan said proudly.

She chuckled at the words of her husband.

"Bottom down, yuk, Al!"

"To the bottom ? What's it for ?"

"To kitchen. I'll make you something."

"Gee... Really true?" nadhira asked with a smile. He immediately changed his position to sit cross-legged facing Reyhan.

"What kind of food does my wife want to cook?"

"I want fried rice."

Reyhan's eyes were perfectly rounded. "Huh? Fried Rice? Didn't you have dinner, honey?"

"This is not my wish, brother. It's your son's wish. How's it?"

Reyhan let out a long breath. "Alright," he said.

"Rayyhan!" Suddenly, Papa's voice caught the attention of the two. On the side of the door Papa stood gallantly.

"sorry. I forgot to knock on the door first. You're not making grandchildren for Papa, are you?" papa Goda.

"Papa's grandson is done. How does Reyhan make any more grandchildren?"

Nadhira just laughed at the conversation of the two men.

"Just look at it, brother?" Papa plays his eyebrows.

Papa's laughter in the air. "alright. Papa just wants to ask for help. Help Papa get the job done for the branch company."

"Yes, Pa. But, Papa's favorite son-in-law is again cravings for fried rice made by Reyhan."

"Oh so?"

"Later Reyhan will follow Papa to the study after making Aleeana fried rice."

Papa nodded and closed the door to the couple's second room.

"Let me make my own fried rice, brother. Brother follow Papa to his study."

Reyhan. "No, Honey. I'll make you first. I followed Papa. Besides, I've told Papa before."

"alright. Comeondown!"

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"How's my fried rice? Delicious, no?"

"Of course it's good. 'Kan made it with love," he said without turning his gaze even a little from the fried rice made by Reyhan in front of him.

"You, yeah. Always praising me with words that make me feel like flying in an instant."

Nadhira laughed with his mouth filled with food. "So don't want to taste your own cooking?"

"No! I made it for you and our son" Reyhan replied smilingly.

"But if you would share with me. Why not?" he continued with laughter.

"Of course I want to share with you. But, remember! Isn't nothing in the world free, Mr Oktara?" he said with a jail smile.

"Then?"

"There are conditions that you have to meet first."

"What?" reyhan asked with a suspicious look.

Nadhira put his face close to Reyhan's ear and whispered. "Sister should kiss both my cheeks in turn. After that, I'll feed you this fried rice."

Reyhan smiled with excitement. "By pleasure, my dear. If the conditions are like that. Of course I will do it though over and over again."

His gaze was sharp towards Reyhan. "I don't want you to win that much."

Reyhan's laughter was uncontrollable. His laughter airs out and fills the dining room. "So, how? When will I do the terms you mentioned earlier?" ask Reyhan impatiently.

"Now."

Not waiting long. Reyhan immediately landed his lips that never touched the item named cigarette on both cheeks Nadhira. "Do you want more, baby?" ask Reyhan teasingly.

"Enough. Now open your mouth and I'll bribe you."

Nadhira meticulously fed her husband the fried rice she craved. "After this, catch up with Papa. To get the job done immediately. And brother will go to bed early."

"Yes, Honey. Thank you for watching this man who is far from perfect."

"It's my duty as a wife, isn't it? So, you don't have to thank me like that."

Reyhan hugged Nadhira tightly and kissed the top of his head. "Thankful to be your husband, Al."

Nadhira smiles.

"alright. I'll see Papa first in his study. After you finish your food. Just go back to the room. Don't wait for me here."

He nodded and looked at Reyhan's back.

"Al!" call Reyhan from the stairs.

"I've made you some milk. Don't drink it" Reyhan continued in a half-screaming voice.

"Yes. Brother just calm down. I won't forget" she replied with a smile.

Reyhan returned his wife's smile with a smile that was no less sweet. Then, continue to step up the stairs one by one to Papa's office.

Meanwhile, Nadhira again continued his activities to spend special frying made by Reyhan.