Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 125

Reyhan with all his thoughts branched his car out of the company area. Splitting the city streets that are not yet empty. He drove his favorite car at high speed towards the Mother's house. As he heard from his wife's lips.

On the way he tried to contact Nadhira. Ensure that his wife has arrived safely at Mother's house. However, nil. No response from Nadhira.

Reyhan tried again and again. Stay same. No answer. In fact, after that Nadhira's number could not be connected at all.

It's getting increasingly foggy. His feelings are getting more and more uncertain. He made sure Nadhira was really disappointed and hurt.

"Where are you, Al?" reyhan asked himself. He was driving the speed of his car. Overtaking several vehicles in front of him wildly. Forgetting that safety should take precedence.

The ringing of the cell phone he had placed on the steering wheel sounded loud and managed to take his eyes off the city streets, forcing him to go back slowly. He snorted annoyed when he saw the name of the caller that was clearly displayed on the screen of the black square-shaped object. With all the irritation he created he threw his phone violently. It doesn't matter if the phone is destroyed and doesn't work anymore.

The bright red car drove back at high speed. Hope the driver arrives at the intended house soon. Found someone who made him fog and panic with that erratic feeling.

A few meters in front of Reyhan saw people gathered in the streets. He made sure there was an accident. His feelings are getting worse. Worry and fear ambushed him suddenly mercilessly. His hands shook holding the handlebar of the car. His brain was spinning with an improper mind.

He shook fast. "No! There's no way it's Aleeana."

The car he was driving immediately pulled over to the side of the road. He went down quickly to make sure that thoughts about Aleeana were not right.

"Mas, there's been an accident, huh?" reyhan asked someone who had just passed him.

"Yes, Mas. That's so sorry, girl."

His heart stopped beating. Fear is becoming more and more. "Girl?"

"Yes, Mas. The victim hit the run of a veiled girl. She's beautiful."

Without listening to the man's story. Reyhan ran over and broke through the group of people still standing there. Make sure who the veiled girl the guy was referring to.

"Astagfirullah," he said beristigfar see the condition of the girl is so sad. However, on the other hand he was grateful that the girl was not his wife. His heart was pounding erratically. The fear that had peaked was now gone unceasingly.

He went back through the group of people to his car. There was a feeling of relief in his heart. But, his heart he felt was starting to not be okay.

"No. I can't be sick this time. Because, I'd like to find my wife soon."

Reyhan did not heed the pain that began to feel. He drove his car to Mother's house, hoping he found Nadhira okay there.

It didn't take long to arrive at his large and magnificent house. Reyhan honked the car horn to signal the guard to open a large, high gate.

The gate opens wide. There stood a man who was no longer young was smiling and slightly lowered his head as a form of respect for him. "Thank you very much, Abdul."

"Yes, Sir."

Reyhan parked his car in front of the magnificent blue house. Get down and knock on the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam."

"Mother?" Reyhan immediately kissed Mother's hand with respect. A drop of his sweat fell on Mother's wrinkled hands.

"What's wrong with you, son? Why is it pale like this? Cold sweats too. You're okay, aren't you, son?" Mother throws tanya repeatedly.

"Reyhan is fine. Nadhira's inside, isn't she, Mommy?"

Mother's forehead shriveled. Adding to the wrinkles that were already clearly printed on his face. "Nadhira? He never came here. Not even contacting Mother."

Deg. This time, his heart was unable to beat anymore. The mind drifted back. His feelings are mixed.

"Where is Nadhira not allowed for you to go?"

Reyhan is still flinching. He is busy with his own mind.

The man was still shaking.

"Don't tell me you and Nadhira are having a big problem" Mother guessed with a lookout.

Feeling upset because Reyhan was not responding. Mother loudly called him. "Rayyhan!"

It's realized. "Oh, yes, Mother. Why?"

"You and Nadhira have a problem?"

"No, Mommy. We're fine."

"Then, how can you not know exactly your wife is?"

Reyhan is trying to think and find the right answer for Mommy. He did not want his problems with Nadhira to be known by his parents.

"No, Mommy. Reyhan, excuse me. Maybe Nadhira's back home." Reyhan quickly took another look at Mother's hand and kissed her. He immediately entered the car and left the mansion.

On the way he spread his eyes. I hope to find a girl who is pregnant with her child.

"Oh my God, Al. Where are you really?" gerutu Reyhan's.

Meanwhile, the phone that he had thrown hard still rang loudly. The ringing is so deafening and adds to Reyhan's emotions that it peaks into the crown.

"Damn!" he said while hitting the car handlebars hard. He grabbed his phone with one hand and scrolled up a green phone icon on the screen.

"What's up, Rianti?"

"Sorry, Sir. But, the client of the company Arta Corindo forced to meet Mr. In fact, I have said that today you cannot be disturbed. The party from there also threatened to cancel the cooperation."

"alright. Tell him, I will cancel the cooperation with Arta Corindo."

"But, Sir..."

"I have a business that cannot be delayed. If a client does the same. You will do it without calling me."

Reyhan cut off the phone unilaterally. Then, refocus on finding Nadhira. His gaze returned. Staring at the edge of the road in hopes of finding his wife.

"Mama?" he took a great grandchild and decided to contact Mama.

Connected. Smile expands. There are anxious hopes created.

"Ma, Aleeana's home, hasn't she?" ask Reyhan without further ado.

"Lho, didn't Nadhira go to your office, sister?"

"Yes, Ma. But..." Reyhan's sentence depends. It was hard to tell the problem to Mama.

"No, Ma. It's okay."

"You have a problem?"

"No. Okay, Ma. Reyhan hang up, yeah."

Again, without waiting for a response Reyhan's interlocutor disconnected the phone. His brain turned violently thinking of Nadhira. Where he was looking for his wife.

His worries grew - so considering his wife was physically weak. Nadhira is pregnant. The girl got tired faster and complained of shortness of breath.

Once again he tried to contact Nadhira by phone. But it still remains the same. Unable to connect.

"Akh!" Reyhan shouted in frustration.