Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 131

After finishing dinner. Reyhan withdraws to return to the room; meeting Nadhira who is far earlier left the dining table.

The steps are slow but sure. One by one the stairs in his incandescent until he reached the door of Nadhira's room. Doubtful he knocked on the door. Until the hands of Bara who so suddenly patted his shoulder to make him amazed.

"Gosh, Bar! I'm shocked."

"I'm sorry," only that word came out of Bara's lips, which were also giving off smoke from the cigarette he was smoking.

Reyhan flicked his hand, driving cigarette smoke into his lungs. He does not like cigarette smoke. However, to ban Bara he can not, not tasty. He appreciated the man beside him. Besides, as a sister-in-law. Bara also acts as the closest friend he has.

"Why don't you go straight into the room?"

"Gue wants to give Aleeana some time to be alone until her mood improves," Reyhan replied flatly.

"Then, why are you in such a hurry to get out of the dining room? Elo uncomfortable with Dad's questions?"

"No."

"If it is. I'm sorry about that. Not because Dad offended or made Eli feel uncomfortable. But, I'm sure that's the way Dad showed his attention to the elo" Bara said and returned to smoking the remaining half of the cigarette.

"Yes. Just chill. I got it."

"And my advice as an elo friend. Just follow what the doctor advises time on elo. It's okay to wait a little while."

Reyhan stared intensely at Bara.

"Nadhira is about to give birth. And I'm sure you don't want to be like this constantly when your son is born. Please think about elo. Whatever the decision, I appreciate it," said Bara while patting his sister-in-law's shoulder gently. Then, pass to his room.

The twenty-six-year-old man stared at meu Bara's departure and drowned behind the door of his room. He turned his gaze forward. Look at the door of a room that has not yet opened.

His brain recalled Bara's words. It's a little allowing. However, the feeling of not wanting to fail again made him weak.

His head was down looking at his feet that were starting to shake. Not strong to hold his body weight. There was a drop of sweat coming out on his forehead. His left arm also felt pain.

"God! Don't relapse again" she whispered.

"Why, Son?"

Mother's voice was enough to make her jerk. He raised his head and threw a forced smile.

"It's okay, Mother."

"Why are you still standing outside? Nadhira's still sulking, huh?"

"Reyhan just wanted to give Nadhira some time to himself until his mood improved. If Reyhan comes in now he could be even more angry" Reyhan said with a small laugh.

"Yes, Mother. Thanks."

"Don't forget to give medicine for that cut on the tip of your lip. Next time be careful" said Mommy, holding her daughter-in-law's shoulder gently. He turned around and, like Bara, stepped foot, leaving Reyhan still standing and leaning against the staircase.

Her still-saying gaze stared at the departure of the middle-aged woman with the big hijab. A faint smile rose on his lips that managed to make him grimace. There was a slight pain caused by Bara's fist this afternoon.

The door that was still tightly closed was stared back at. He knocked on the door and went into the room. Yet, again. Perhaps the women in there really need time to restore that broken mood. So thought Reyhan.

The man was sitting cross-legged in front of the room. His hands are clinging to each other. But his brain was thinking what.

Reyhan reached into his pants pocket and pulled out the phone from inside. He scrolled the screen and contacted a contact named Farhan.

"Where are you, Farh?" ask Reyhan without making small talk when the phone is connected.

"In sister's apartment. Wh why? Is there anything Farhan can help you with?"

"So I thought you were home. Brother just wanted to ask for help copying files on a laptop in the workspace."

"Where is my brother now? Brother's fine, isn't he?" farhan asked with concern that sounded clear from his voice.

"Yes. Brother is fine. Sister is still at Mother's house now. According to your sister-in-law's request. Because if it is not fulfilled. You know what's going to happen" Reyhan said with a small laugh.

No doubt it also invited the laughter of the man across.

"Don't leave the house too often, Farhan."

"certain, Brother. This just got Farhan to the apartment. Farhan has told Papa and Mama that Farhan is not coming home tonight."

"Good job! Brother hang up, yeah."

After disconnecting the phone. Reyhan looked back at the door that was not open. Either the man inside there intentionally or indeed has fallen asleep in his beautiful dreams.

Reyhan tried to knock on the door while gently calling out the name of the distended girl in the room. "Al! Have you slept?"

Silent. No answer whatsoever. Even the sound of his feet was not heard.

He tried again. "Al! Open the door, honey."

Still same. Silent.

Reyhan let out a long breath. He sat with his legs thrust forward. His head was leaning against the wood engraved in such a way as a staircase divider, looking up at the ceiling. Sometimes the tail of his eyes follow where the lizard chasing each other.

He's speechless. However, his brain was so busy with his mind branching off. His hand touched the chest of his left field. Then, smile miris.