Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 149

Reyhan looked at Farhan's body lying on the bed. With a pale face and closed eyes. He was sure Farhan wasn't just sick.

"I'm not sure that Farhan's just an ordinary pain, honey."

Nadhira still clasped her husband's hand. The other hand was busy stroking Reyhan's shoulder. Give a little calm. "Yes. After this Brother tried to talk to Farhan and persuade him to check his condition to the Hospital."

"Yes, Honey. I'm afraid something serious happened to her health."

"I get. But, Brother also still has to maintain the condition of brother, yes. After all, Brother's condition is still very weak," the girl softly advised.

Nadhira glanced at his watch. Then, smiled faintly and held Reyhan's chin which had started to feel rough. The fine hairs have started to grow there.

Reyhan's head lifted and looked at Nadhira with a sad look. A worried face and a radiance of fear clearly appeared on the man's face

"E**verything will be okay, dear." Nadhira won her husband.

Nadhira raised his head and looked towards the wall clock. Gesticulating for Reyhan to follow him as well.

Justright. The man innocently followed the direction of his wife.

"It's time for medicine, right?"

Reyhan nodded slowly. "But, I'd like to take some medicine here, Al. Can, huh? I was afraid to leave Farhan alone. I'll keep her company until Mama comes."

Nadhira who knows how much Reyhan is worried about Farhan. He just nodded in agreement. "Wait a minute. Let me get you some medicine." Nadhira gave a glimpse of Reyhan's head.

Nadhira. Reyhan looked back at that pale face. Heart's sliced.

"Sik, get well soon, yeah." Reyhan grabbed Farhan's cold hand. Grasping it tightly and channeling warmth to the weakly lying body.

Reyhan felt his hand held tightly by Farhan. He looked back at Farhan's face. He could clearly see his sister's forehead shrinking. A sign Farhan was feeling excruciating pain.

"What's really going on with you, brother?" reyhan whispered to himself.

"It hurts, Pa. Pain,"

Farhan's moaning in his voice was caught clearly by Reyhan's ears. He shook Farhan's body which was covered in sweat. "Big, wake up."

Nadhira who had just returned with a tray in her hand ran over. However, his action choked when Reyhan's raucous voice sounded.

"Don't run! Remember your content."

Nadhira returned to his usual walk but faster. He moved the tray from his hand to the table beside Farhan's bed.

"Farhan why, brother?" nadhira asked with her soft hands landing on Reyhan's shoulders.

"It looks like Farhan's having another nightmare, honey. I heard him moaning," Reyhan replied in a hoarse voice. He coughed while holding his left chest which was painful.

"Take medicine first, yes," said Nadhira trying to calm down. And far away in the heart. She was very worried about her husband's condition.

Reyhan nodded. He received two small details that were very familiar to him.

"Thank you, Al."

"Farhan why else, brother?" asked Mama who had just come with a broken cry.

Reyhan slowly stepped aside and gave Mama a place to sit beside Farhan. Reyhan's heart grew increasingly sliced at Mama's trembling back. And a crying that sounds heartbreaking.

"Son, get up, honey. Mama's here," she said as she gently stroked Farhan's head.

"Sa.kit," moaned Farhan again in his husk.

"Stop, Pa. Don't hit Farhan again."

Farhan's groaning this time made Mama not warty. He raised his head and stared intently at Papa who had stood up without doing anything.

"What did Papa do to Farhan?"

Papa's still flinching.

"Mama's air, Pa!" yell Mama.

Reyhan and Nadhira who saw Mama with a cursing anger immediately calmed down. "Ma, this is not the right time. We just focus on Farhan" Reyhan said.

"Pa, can Reyhan ask for help to help Reyhan to the room? Reyhan's chest really feels tight and sore."

Of course it makes the whole room Farhan panic not play. And it didn't take long for Papa to agree to his eldest son's request.

"Sister."

Reyhan raised his hand to the air. Gesticulating that Nadhira did not move from her place. "You just accompany Mama here. Wait till Farhan wakes up."

Nadhira just listened to her husband. He looked at Reyhan's back further away with Papa's lead.

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"What's Papa's treatment of Farhan?" Reyhan broke the silence that had been created for a few minutes.

Whatever the talk about Farhan. Papa never opens his voice. The middle-aged man preferred to throw his face away.

"Is Papa Farhan's eyes not worthy of pity? Papa forgot that Farhan is also Papa's flesh blood? Just like Reyhan and Latisha." Reyhan clenched both his hands. In addition to reducing the pain that is growing. It was also a way he used to vent his anger.

"Farhan can't be like you."

Papa's words attracted Reyhan's attention who was thrown towards the room window. "What does Papa mean?"

"Farhan won't be able to make Papa proud of him. Different from you."

"But Farhan is the only one Papa can count on if Reyhan is gone."

Papa stared hard at Reyhan.

"Give Farhan time to show his ability. Papa just needs time to give him more trust."

Reyhan let out a long sigh before continuing his sentence. "Once again Reyhan told Papa. Reyhan this is sick, Pa. Papa couldn't expect much more from Reyhan. In fact, to recover it is very unlikely. Please, Pa. Listen to Reyhan this time." Reyhan was really begging Papa. Unconsciously her tears shed. It looks pathetic.

"If Papa can't keep up with Reyhan's request. Alright. Reyhan won't force Papa anymore. But, let Reyhan go with Aleea. Of course it will bring Farhan as well. Let Farhan live quietly with us. Reyhan is sure, Aleea can still take care of me and my sister."

Reyhan's last sentence made Papa look back at his eldest son.

"Already, Pa. Reyhan doesn't want to talk much. I hope you can think well of Reyhan's every word."

Reyhan grabbed Papa's hand and kissed him politely. "I'm sorry if Reyhan has been a lot of trouble for Papa and Mama. But soon it won't happen again. And Reyhan just asked Papa to take care of Aleea and Papa's grandson later."

"Don't talk like that. Everything's gonna be okay, Reyhan."

The man smiled faintly at his father. "Reyhan, please do too. At least, until Papa's grandson was born and saw this frail papa." Reyhan laughed bitterly.

Can't stand Reyhan's words. Papa chose to leave his son's room immediately. "Rest. Papa get out first."

Reyhan stared at Papa's body. Then, her crying broke just like that.