Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 13
"Sir."
Mother knocked on the door of the room while calling her daughter.
“Log in, Mother. The door is not the key sister.” Nadhira raised her voice slightly to be heard from outside by her mother.
Mother entered the room and found Nadhira was dressing herself in front of the mirror.
“Dik, that was Aunt Mia ngabarin Mother. He said today adek no fitting wedding dress and look for wedding ring.”
Nadhira looked at Mommy.
“But, sister is in college this morning, Mother.”
“Iya was Mommy told you. So can after college.”
“Good, Mother.”
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Nadhira gave a glance. He looked at every student who passed by in front of him. Hope the two human figures of God called friends immediately appear before him.
After ten minutes of standing in the student parking area. Nadhira saw two women with her robe and hijab walking and waving. They are Finza and Kayla. Soon maybe Nadhira approached the two friends who always accompanied him since sitting on the lecture bench.
“Sorry, Ra. So make you wait a long time. Abis pick up your sister-in-law nih.”
Finza glanced at Kayla with her eyes tails. While what is meant is only to reply with a grin.
“Iya. Ayok login.”
Nadhira and his two best friends left the parking area. They walked down the campus corridor to class.
Arriving in class. Nadhira took the front seat. Nadhira stared fixedly at Kayla who was sitting next to him. Feeling noticed, Kayla then asked.
“Why, Ra ? How do you see it so much ?”
“Mmmm. It's nothing.” Nadhira tried to smile.
“Ya has passed.” Kayla is back in focus playing her phone.
Nadhira plays the polpen in his hand. And looked back at Kayla.
“Kay, I want something. May ? But to be honest.”
“You want what ? Seriously her face.”
“Iya wants it to be serious too.”
“Ya asked aja.” Kayla answered without looking at Nadhira.
“You really like it Brother, Kay ?”
Kayla stopped her activities and looked at Nadhira in confusion.
“Kok is like that, Ra?”
“It's not exactly amazing. Uh even back nanya.”
Kayla fell silent. Don't know what to answer.
“Kay, it's okay. Honest aja.”
Kayla stared intensely at Nadhira. And...
“Iya I like Bang Bara. I don't know when and for what reason. I always felt something different when dealing with him. Let alone to look directly at. Hearing his name called aja makes me deg-degan.” Kayla answered steadily with an engraved smile on her lips.
Nadhira looked at his best friend with a sad feeling. Given how Bara views Kayla as just a Prisil. Women in his past.
“If it really is. You just have to try. Don't forget to involve God, Kay.” Nadhira smiles.
That's the only sentence he can string together and say to his best friend. Because it is very unlikely if he has to tell how Bara views Kayla.
Kayla just nodded.
“That's patient, Kay. I will help you to get the heart of my brother who has gone with Ms. Prisil. To take him to look at you as Kayla. No longer as a woman who used to be present in her past.” Nadhira spoke in his heart.
Nadhira regained his senses after feeling a tremor in his bag. Nadhira picked up the flat object which the object was as the source of the perceived vibration. Nadhira saw a message coming in from Reyhan.
“Al, I'll be home from college. We will fittings bridal clothes in the boutique owned by Temen Mama.”
Nadhira smiled to find a short message from her future husband.
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The lecture is over. Nadhira tidied up her books and stuffed them into her bag quickly. He did not want to make Reyhan wait longer for him.
“I first, Za, Kay.” Nadhira patted the shoulders of his two best friends.
“Cock rush so ?” asked Finza who saw Nadhira impatient to get out of her class.
“There are important affairs. Bye!” Nadhira smiled broadly then left his two best friends still glued to look at him. Nadhira doesn't care about that. They will soon know and understand Nadhira thought.
Nadhira stepped foot in a hurry. He accidentally hit someone with a pile of thick books in his hand and fell.
“Sorry. Excuse me. I was not accidentally.” Nadhira said in a sorry tone and helped the person to pick up his book.
“You're okay ?” ask a man Nadhira hit.
Nadhira gave the book he picked up and then gave it to the owner. And just left the man.
“Subhanallah. Beautiful once.” Compliment to Nadhira.
In front of the campus gate. Nadhira saw Reyhan who was already standing waiting for him by leaning on his car. Leea walked over to Reyhan.
“Long-waiting, Brother ?” said gently.
“Ngak. Just go straight, Al ? Mom is waiting at the boutique.”
Reyhan runs his car through the streets of the capital that anyone already knows how to get stuck.
In the car there is only silence. Neither Reyhan nor Nadhira opened their voices. They focus on their own activities. Reyhan who focuses on driving and Nadhira who focuses on staring at the traffic jam of the capital. A very common sight.
Nadhira leaned his head against the windshield of the car and massaged his temple. Reyhan glanced at Nadhira with the tail of his eyes.
“Al ?”
“Hmmm.” Nadhira turned his head towards Reyhan who was still focused forward.
“You are sick ?”
“No, Brother.” Nadhira smiled sweetly at the man who would soon become her husband.
Reyhan looked at Nadhira who was still smiling towards him and replied with a smile that was no less sweet.
It only took 20 minutes for Reyhan and Nadhira to be blinded by what Mama meant. Reyhan parked the car and walked towards Nadhira who was still waiting for him in front of the boutique door.
“Kak, know deket gini I walk alone earlier, yes ? Let brother not bother to go back and pick me up, right.” Nadhira said as he stepped foot into the boutique.
“Ngak. I didn't bother to pick you up. I don't want my wife-to-be this why-napa if the road itself.”
Hearing Reyhan's words made Nadhira look down embarrassed. He hides his hot cheeks and of course looks red like a boiled crab.
“Ma!” Reyhan took a look at Mama's right hand and kissed her and was followed by Nadhira. Then splatter.
“Sorry to make Mama wait a long time. Nadhira was in college.” Nadhira apologized with a sorry look. But it's clearly not his fault. It was just that Nadhira felt bad making the woman who would become his mother-in-law wait for him for a long time.
“Nothing, Babe.”
“Bu, is this the bride-to-be who will do the fitting of the shirt ?” A woman with a beautiful proportional body with a thick makeup polish on her face approached Mama.
“Iya, Mbak.” Answer Mama.
“Mari Mbak come with me to try out some of our collection dresses.” The woman took Nadhira's hand in a familiar manner to follow her to a room devoted to trying on dresses.
“Ii.iya, Mbak.” Nadhira was a little awkward being treated that way. Especially when they first met. But he was only able to follow the orders of the woman who became one of the boutique employees he went to with his future husband and future mother-in-law.
“Kak, sit here. Wait for Nadhira to try on the dress first.”
Reyhan who had been focusing on his phone just followed what Mama said.
“What's wrong, Brother ? Busy as your phone.”
“Oh this, Ma. There's an e-mail from Reyhan's secretary to be read. Where's aelea, Ma ?” Reyhan was wailing in search of Nadhira's whereabouts.
“That's another try on her wedding dress inalem.”
Reyhan simply nodded and refocused on his phone.
“Kak, if work do not be too self-porsy. Your body needs rest too. Mama didn't want it until my sister got sick last night. It's approaching the day H you know, sis.”
“Iya, Mother. Just calm. It's just checked out.”
Without Mama and Reyhan realizing, Nadhira came out of the room where she had chosen and tried on the dress. Nadhira came out in a white wedding dress with a matching hijab. Simple but impressed luxurious with the many sequins that complement the dress.
“Ma ?” Nadhira called Mama with a cautious tone. Either because of shame or something.
Mama and Reyhan turned their heads towards the source of the voice compactly. Reyhan's eyes did not blink an item in the slightest looking at the appearance of the girl who was now standing not far from before him. So too with Mama. He was so fascinated to see his future son-in-law.
“Yes Allah, what a beautiful creation You.” Inner Reyhan and smile.
“MashaAllah. You are so beautiful, son.” Mama praised and approached Nadhira.
“Where, Ma ?”
“Kalo Mama likes it. I don't know what about my husband-to-be. How, Brother ?” Mama winks at her son.
“Good, Ma. Same goes with Aleea.”
After hearing the approval of Reyhan and Mama. Nadhira re-entered the room to try on another dress for her reception. Because Nadhira just tried on a dress for his marriage contract only.
Nadhira came out with another light blue dress combined with pink.
“Ma, how is it ?”
“Yes Allah. Why are you so beautiful, son ? Pantes aja Reyhan likes you.”
Nadhira blushed in embarrassment at Mama's praise.
After trying out two dresses for the wedding and reception. Nadhira and Reyhan decide to walk away from the boutique and go on a journey in search of a wedding ring. Mom returned home to be picked up by the driver.
___TBC__