Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 147

"Lho, where are you going early in the morning already neat like that?" nadhira asked confusedly to see her busy husband getting ready in his black shirt suit.

"I'm going to the office, Al. Want to help Farhan finish a pretty heaped job."

"Can't be so dong, brother. My health is still unstable. After all, Brother has already handed everything over to Farhan," Nadhira protested.

Reyhan walked closer to Nadhira who was still lying on the bed. "Honey, you'll also understand why I did this. And you just calm down. I'll take care of my health."

"But,..."

Reyhan placed his index finger on his wife's ripe lips. "Ssttt! Just trust me, Al. I promise to stay fine."

"I'm afraid something bad happened to you. Really." Nadhira grabbed Reyhan's hand and grasped it tightly. It was as if it was a way of convincing her husband that she was really worried.

"Everything will be okay, dear." Reyhan pressed his lips against Nadhira's forehead. Smear it gently.

Nadhira let out a rough breath. He can only rely and fulfill Reyhan's wishes. Because even forbidding it can no longer. She knew that her husband was hard to get banned.

"alright. I'll prepare breakfast for you downstairs." Nadhira got up from the bed. Then, go to the bathroom just to wash her face.

"Now you will no longer be alone doing office work, Sister. Brother will help you. So, Papa can no longer blame let alone hit you." Reyhan spoke to himself. His gaze turned to Nadhira who had just come out of the bathroom with a face that was still wet. He saw Nadhira grimacing.

"What's wrong with you, Al?" ask Reyhan to worry.

"My back feels sore. As usual."

"Then you rest. Let me have breakfast on the street."

Nadhira walked over to Reyhan. Then, sit next to her husband.

"It's okay to make breakfast. Let's get down."

Reyhan. "No, Honey. You should rest. Poor body is tired of taking care of me."

Nadhira held her husband's hand. "Don't talk like that. Because, I've told my sister many times. That's my job."

"Thank you, dear."

"It has. No sad dramas early in the morning. Mending Brother help massage my back for a moment. How's it?"

"By pleasure, Princess."

...***...

"Farhan wait!"

Farhan's steps stopped hearing Reyhan's heavy voice. He looked back and found Reyhan walking towards him in a work suit. He scrunched his forehead.

"Don't tell me you want to go to the office" Farhan guessed.

"Sister's coming with you. I don't want to drive myself" Reyhan said with a big smile. But that's not the reason. However, his condition is still unstable.

"Why does Big Brother have to be this stubborn?" farhan said frustratedly. His gaze turned to Nadhira who was also walking closer with two boxes of supplies in his hand. "Sir Nadhira why did you let your sister go to the office?"

"What would Brother Nadhira do if your brother had insisted so, Dik?"

Farhan looked at Reyhan.

"It's just free, Farhan. Your gaze like that will not be able to dampen his desire," said Nadhira while handing a box of supplies to Farhan. "Don't forget to eat. Brother Nadhira is tired of seeing you two continue to be sick."

Not scared. In fact, Reyhan laughed loudly at the expression of his wife. "You're funny when you're angry like that." Reyhan pinched his wife's cheek.

"Sister, sick. Don't pinch my cheek." Nadhira lowered Reyhan's hand from his cheek.

Reyhan's hand went from his cheek to Nadhira's distended stomach. He stroked the stomach and bowed a little. "Son, Papa worked first, yeah. Take care of your mom at home. Don't keep repotinin like Papa. Poor Mama. So good boy, yeah, honey." After saying that sentence. Reyhan kissed his wife's distended stomach.

"It's still morning that Farhan's just drooling you two."

Farhan's words managed to realize Reyhan that now he is not alone with Nadhira. But Farhan was still waiting for him. "God! Excuse me. Brother forgot."

"You want to complain about romance first or how? If you want to continue, let Farhan wait in the car."

"You're jealous, huh, brother?" nadhira asked teasing her sister-in-law. I don't know why since Farhan recovered from his illness yesterday. Nadhira showed more attention to her husband's sister. In fact, his calls have started to change.

"Not so, Brother. Farhan just didn't want to bother. Really."

Reyhan and Nadhira laugh at the same time.

"Farhan also doesn't want to be late to the office. Farhan doesn't want to make Papa angry anymore." The sentence just flowed from Farhan's lips without him noticing. He bowed.

Reyhan who saw the change in the look of his sister's face then approached. "Let's go now."

Farhan nodded.

"Darling, I'm leaving first. Remember not to do strenuous activities."

Nadhira nodded and grabbed her husband's hand. Then kiss him respectfully. Not to forget also his forehead which managed to be the target of Reyhan's kiss every time the man left for work.

......***......

"Aren't you sure you're healthy enough to go to the office? Farhan was afraid of Brother Anfal again." Farhan opened his voice to break the silence in the car. Of course with his worried face.

"As you can see. But, I'm sure you're still strong if you just go to the office."

"Later if you are tired and need rest. Just tell Farhan. Let Farhan drive home."

"Yes. You just calm down. No need to worry about it," Reyhan said with a gaze that focused on his phone.

"Farhan is just scared..."

Farhan had not yet continued his sentence. Reyhan first cuts by saying, "fear Papa and then you get hit? That so?"

"Sister..."

"Silver won't let that happen again. Anyhow. Even with Brother risking his life."

"What's he talking about?"

"It's been quite Papa's rude treatment of you, brother. Papa couldn't stand it. In front of Brother, Papa was so brutal that he hit you. Especially when you are alone. Ah... I can't imagine that."

"Already, Brother. Papa also hit Farhan not without reason, right?"

Reyhan looked at Farhan. "For whatever reason. It's not appropriate for Papa to do that to you."

Farhan pulled over the car and stopped right at a store in front of him stood a signpost with the writing APOTEK there. Before Reyhan throws questions at him. He explained first. "For a while Farhan only wanted to buy an ointment for the scar on Farhan's body that Brother saw yesterday."

Reyhan was a little relieved to hear Farhan's words. He stared at Farhan's body, which was moving away from the window of the car. I don't know why Reyhan felt something was wrong with his little brother. Lately he had always seen Farhan's face look pale. Go home more often but lock yourself in the room.