Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 12

A week went by so fast. That means another week Nadhira and Reyhan's wedding will be held.

Preparations for the wedding party have reached seventy percent. Starting from preparing the building, the form of decorations and invitations has been completed. Reyhan prepared everything so thoroughly. He wants his marriage to his girlfriend to be perfect. Reyhan is a type of perfectionist.

“Kak, how is the preparation ?” Mama approached her child who was focusing on a laptop in front of her.

“It's done, Ma.” Reyndra turned to Mama for a while and then refocused himself on his work.

“So I've been looking for a wedding ring ? Wedding dress fittings ?”

“Numbers, Ma.”

“Why not yet ?” Mama stared in disbelief at her son who replied casually.

“Reyhan is still busy, Ma. Lots of work Reyhan has to complete.”

“But it's only a week away, brother. That job you can hand over to your secretary, right ? "

“Yes can't do dong, Ma.”

“Sock the fitting of the wedding dress and look for the ring. Let everything run tight, Kak.” Kekeh Mia's.

“Ma..” Reyhan hung up his words and looked at his mother.

“Why ?”

“Besok Reyhan must be out of town for two days. Must survey location for branch company development.”

My mother rolled her eyes in disbelief. Maybe his eldest son is still concerned with other work than preparing everything related to his marriage.

“Sister, what is the marriage intention?”

“Iya dong, Ma. if not the intention for anything Reyhan lamar girls people.”

“Keep why is it still important to work instead of preparing all the necessities for your wedding ?”

“Not that, Ma. Reyhan was gone for two days. And the same goes. Not itself. Reyhan will be able to control from there.”

“As of you only.” Mama stepped foot in disappointment leaving Reyhan alone in the study.

Reyhan looked at the back of the woman who had been desperately struggling to give birth to him, getting further away and disappearing behind the door. It was a disappointment for Mama to him. Reyhan doesn't know what to do. Reyhan rubbed his rough face and exhaled softly.

Reyhan picked up his phone lying on his desk. Scroll the phone screen and search for the name of the Bara contact. After finding contact, he called. However, the result is nil. Only the voice of the operator is heard. He tried repeatedly. And the result is still the same.

Reyhan felt a little frustrated. He is confused when faced with such a situation.

In the end Reyhan decided to contact Nadhira to ask the whereabouts of colleagues, friends and prospective sisters-in-law.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Al.”

“Wa’alaikumussalam, Sis. Why, yes ? How are these nights calling ?”

“Kangen voice of prospective wife.” said Reyhan slightly teased Nadhira. Reyhan doesn't know if his teasing has made Nadhira blushing.

“Anaan anyway, Sister ?” Nadhira sounded shy.

“Al, are you home ? I'm calling her number off.” Reyhan talked about what his purpose was to call nights at hours where people should have rested.

Oh yes, Reyhan will call Bara as Abang if you are with Nadhira only. Because for Reyhan, Bara will soon be his sister-in-law. She tried to respect and respect Bara as Nadhira respected her brother.

“Abang in the room, Brother. Does your sister need to talk to her ? Let me tell you now. "

“Iya, Al. I have something to talk to him about. Can you bring your phone to Abang ?”

“Bby, Brother. Wait a minute, yes ?”

After Reyhan heard Bara's voice across the phone. Reyhan spoke to the core of his discussion that he would be resigning time to survey the location of the construction of his branch company. Because he wanted to focus first on preparing for his wedding. She did not want to see her mother who was so enthusiastic about her marriage feeling disappointed just because she felt that she was more concerned with work alone. Bara is very understanding of the position of the husband of the only sister of his puppet.

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Nadhira walks into Bara's room after getting a call from Reyhan. He knocked on the door a few times. Feeling that no one was responding, Nadhira entered her sister's room without permission.

“Bang ?” Nadhira calls Bara. However, no one said.

Nadhira circled a glance to each side of Bara's room. But what was sought did not reveal the trunk of his nose.

Nadhira heard a sound from the bathroom. And...

Bara emerged from the bathroom with her wet hair. Without babibu Nadhira thrusting his cell phone at Bara. Bara who saw his sister's treatment was a little confused.

“Kak Reyhan called nyariin Abang tuh. On the phone even not in lift.”

"Kan Abang in the bathroom, Dik. How do you know if someone called."

Bara took his sister's cell phone. Then talk to Reyhan. Shortly Bara handed back Nadhira's cell phone in a state that the phone has been disconnected.

“Still, Dik.”

“Iya, Bang. I went to the room first yes.”

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After deciding on a call with Bara through Nadhira's intermediary. Reyhan again stared at the laptop screen that presents a scene in the form of rows of letters, numbers and neatly arranged curves that only understood by people like Reyhan.

The clock shows at eleven o'clock at night. Because of being too focused, Reyhan forgot the time.

Reyhan stared at the open door of his study. Seeing her mother come back in with a glass of chocolate milk. This time Reyhan immediately approached the Mama who still looks indifferent to him. Indeed, this woman is always attentive to her child even though in a state of disappointment.

“Drink this first, Brother.” Mama gave a glass of chocolate milk brought to her son. With a fluffy smile Reyhan grabbed the glass from mom's hand and drank it.

“Still, Ma.” Mama just replied with a smile.

“Kak, better rest first. His work is done tomorrow. It's late at night.”

“Iya, Mother. A little more done kok.”

“Do not force yourself. Your body needs rest too. Remember also your condition, Kak.”

Reyhan looked at his mother. Seen a radiance of worry from his eye bead. How lucky he was to have a mother like the woman in front of him. Who always pay attention to his health when Reyhan himself sometimes do not think about it because of the demands of his work.

“Good, Ma. Now Mama also rest.”

"Sister ?"

"Yes, Ma."

"Don't get too preoccupied with office work, huh. Because your health is the most important. Mama doesn't want to see you in pain anymore, son."

"Yes, Ma. Sorry Reyhan often worries Mama."

Mom smiled. "Your medicine is always consumed regularly, yes, son."

"Sure, Ma."

Reyhan held Mia's arm. Take him away from the room that bears witness to Reyhan's struggle to complete each of his work.

It stopped suddenly.

"Ma, Reyhan's chest hurts a lot, Ma. Awwww." The moaning holds the chest.

"Sister, Mama said what, too" said Mama worriedly.

"Ma's sick, Ma."

"To the hospital, yes, son, yes."

"No, Ma."

"Medicine, son."

"In the room, Ma."

"Come, Son. Mama went to the room."

Reyhan laid his body on the bed. My mother took the medicine in a small bottle that she put in her bedside table drawer.

"Take your medicine first, son."

Abraham took a small pill and a glass of water from his hand.

___TBC__