Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 150

Nadhira looked at Reyhan who was still loyal to the laptop in front of him. It was almost two hours after I got home from work. Reyhan is still engrossed in struggling with work whose rations are still piling up due to being left sick. Neither he nor Farhan.

Of course, Reyhan is not just busy. In the room, Farhan also did the exact same thing as his brother.

"Sister, take a break. Later on continue again. Brother forgot, yes, same doctor's message Brother?" Nadhira reminded her husband.

"In a moment, yes, dear," Reyhan replied and stared at Nadhira only briefly.

Nadhira could only sigh deeply. "Farhan must be doing the same thing as Brother. Aye, right?"

Reyhan just nodded and showed a grin.

"You guys are the same. Equally crazy work. Just like Papa."

"We're kind of the man in charge, honey. So, we have to go the extra mile to meet the needs of the family."

"But, not by self-porsion either, sis."

"Rather than later you're upset to see me like this. You better make me some food. I'm hungry."

Without answering, the distended-bellied girl passed away leaving Reyhan. He came from the room and saw the room next to him slightly open. From there he can see Farhan who is also with a serious face playing his fingers on a laptop keyboard.

"Sik, don't get sick anymore because it's too self-poor" Nadhira advises from the doorstep.

"Eh, Brother Nadhira. Yes, Brother. Just chill. It's over soon."

"You guys are the same. Equally crazy work. Just like Papa." The same sentence was successful Nafhira also hurled at his sister-in-law.

Farhan showed only his grin.

"You want to make snacks too, brother? All Brother Nadhira make for Brother Reyhan."

"By, Brother. Just don't bother brother."

"Of course not" Nadhira replied with a sweet smile.

...***...

Nadhira again struggled with kitchen utensils. This time it was alone. Because, Mama is accompanying Papa to attend the event of one of his colleagues.

With a smile she prepared the tools and ingredients to make the pudding. Actually, the two brothers he would make were not what they would make. But, Nadhira himself who is also cravings to eat strawberry pudding. It feels like his tongue has not tasted the taste of his favorite fruit.

He painstakingly mixed various ingredients for the pudding. The girl is getting smarter in cooking. My mom rarely helped him. Mama wants Nadhira to get used to the kitchen atmosphere.

After all the steps are done. Be her favorite strawberry pudding. Nadhira then stored the results of his hands into the refrigerator.

While he waited for the pudding to be ready to serve. Nadhira checked the cell phone he had placed on the table available in the kitchen. He found some messages from his two friends. Smile expands. Then, he made a call to Finza.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sister-in-law's candidate" Nadhira teases Finza when the phone is connected.

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Please, don't tease me, Ra," Finza replied shyly across the phone.

"I'm not teasing you, Za. What I'm saying is true, isn't it?"

"God willing. Pray that my good intentions and Mas Farhan will be given smoothness, yes."

"certain. I will always pray for my best friend and my sister-in-law." Nadhira smiled sweetly.

"Rho? Is Mas Farhan okay now? I fear. This past month it has really changed. His face was pale and often groaned in pain while holding his head."

Nadhira. He also feels the same fear as Finza. But Nadhira also did not want to make his best friend worry.

"Ra, can you hear me?"

"Oh, of course Farhan is fine. Now my sister-in-law is doing office work. He is now crazy at work. Like his father and brother. The three men are exactly the same, Za." Nadhira chuckles to Finza about the three men who fill his house.

I heard him across the street laughing. Nadhira was a little relieved to hear that. Of course, Nadhira also does not want to see his best friend worried.

"Sir Nadhira!"

Nadhira turned towards the source of the voice. He finds Farhan who only pops his head from behind the wall.

"Farhan please make some coffee. Can you?"

Nadhira caught the little laugh of his best friend across the street. Then, he deliberately sped on his phone so that Finza's voice could be heard by Farhan.

"You heard, didn't you, Za? How is your future husband now so spoiled to me."

"Mas, don't bother Nadhira much, yeah. Pity your niece-to-be if her mom's tired."

Farhan looked at Nadhira with a frown. While Nadhira only laughed at the expression of his sister-in-law.

Farhan walked over to Nadhira who was still sitting sweetly. "Finza?" farhan asked in an almost inaudible voice.

Nadhira nodded his head while smiling faintly.

"Mas Farhan heard what Finza didn't say?"

"Yes, Honey. I won't trouble Nadhira."

"Ra, if Mas Farhan bothers you. Just tell me."

Nadhira and Farhan only chuckle at Finza's words.

"Sister, Farhan go upstairs first. Wanna finish the office work."

Nadhira nodded slowly.

"Za, I'll continue working, yeah. Just continue talking to Sister Nadhira."

"Remember! Don't self-poor. Finza doesn't want Mas Farhan to be sick again like yesterday."

...***...

Nadhira opened the refrigerator where he kept his homemade pudding. With a smile, he took it. Preparing for Reyhan and Farhan.

He cut the pudding into pieces. Not to forget, he had already tasted his homemade pudding. "Good buffet too" he chirped and laughed.

With Nadhira's large tray back upstairs. First she went to the room to deliver the food she had prepared for her husband.

"Still working too?" nadhira asked and placed the tray on a small table beside the bed.

"I've prepared pudding for brother. Eat first, yeah."

Reyhan simply nodded his head without turning his head and opened his voice. Only a thin smile was visible.

"My favorite strawberry pudding is ready" Nadhira said with a laugh.

Heard the words that came from the lips of his wife. Reyhan's hand was immediately clenched. He looked at Nadhira. "Strawberry pudding, honey?" ask Reyhan to clarify.

Nadhira nodded. "This is my first time making strawberry pudding. I've been trying so hard, brother. Brother should taste it, yeah."

"But, Al..."

Reyhan had not yet continued his sentence. Nadhira had already advanced a few inches of those thin lips.

"I know Big Brother definitely doesn't want to taste my homemade food. Alright. Let me eat myself."

Nadhira moved from the edge of the bed. However, his hand was pulled back slowly by Reyhan.

"I'll eat whatever you're prepared for, honey." Reyhan smiled at Nadhira. The next second his gaze turned to the pudding that was already in his wife's hands. He swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

"I'll bribe you. Now open your mouth."

Reyhan hesitated to open his mouth and Nadhira was already preparing to bribe him. With a thin smile Reyhan chewed the pudding slowly. "Thank you, Al."

"I'll take this pudding first to Farhan's room."

Reyhan just nodded his head slowly. Her chest is a little tight. But he tried to act ordinary.