Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 24

“Uhuk... uhukk.”.

All the way home until he entered the room. Nadhira kept coughing. Sometimes he breathes violently.

Nadhira laid her body on the bed as nausea began to strike her.

Looking at his wife who seems to be not feeling well. Reyhan walked over and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Dik ?” call Reyhan slowly.

Leea looked at her husband sitting next to her.

“Why ?” Reyhan wiped away the sweat flowing down Leea's forehead with his hands straight away.

“Uweek..”.

Nadhira closed his mouth. His stomach is getting churned. The nausea is getting worse.

“We go to the hospital now yes, Darling.”

Reyhan spoke softly to Nadhira. It was clear Reyhan's concern from the look on his face with Nadhira's condition suddenly like that.

Nadhira ran towards the bathroom. Spewing out all the contents in his stomach until it is not left.

Reyhan ran after his wife. Narrowing his wife's neck slowly.

“We're going to the hospital, yes, Dik. Let's check why it's suddenly like this.”

Nadhira just shook his head.

Reyhan helps Nadhira back to bed. Laying his wife's body and then blanketed up to the chest.

“Use this first, Dik.” Reyhan gave Nadhira a medium-sized bottle of eucalyptus oil.

Again Nadhira just shook his head.

“You just sleep. Maybe you are too tired all day this no rest.” Reyhan said while trying to open the hijab that is still worn by Nadhira.

Nadhira held Reyhan's hand and stopped her husband's activities.

Reyhan who understood his wife's intentions then smiled and said.

“I am now your husband. It's okay if you don't wear a hijab in front of me.”

“Do not.”

"It's okay, honey. The only one who saw it was me." Reyhan reassured his wife and continued to remove Nadhira's headscarf.

“Rest.” He then stroked Nadhira's hand.

“uweekk.”

Nadhira ran back to the bathroom. Spewing out what he could still get out of his stomach.

Repeatedly Nadhira had to go back and forth to the bathroom. Until somehow to how many times Nadhira felt his strength exhausted unceremoniously.

“Astagfirullah.” Reyhan said Istigfar as he saw Nadhira spewing blood.

Reyhan looked at his wife's face which looked very pale.

“Air, Brother.” Nadhira said limply.

“Iya. Ja. Come Baby. I help you to bed.”

With the rest of her strength Nadhira walked to the bed assisted by her husband. He laid down his already helpless body.

“Drink first, Dek.”

Reyhan helps Nadhira to sit down. However, because the energy is completely drained. Nadhira's body drowned. He was unconscious.

“Yes Allah, Dear. Dic. Sister.”

Reyhan patted Nadhira's cheeks hoping the girl heard and answered her call.

Reyhan was confused as to how. Taking Nadhira to the hospital, he did not bring a car to the hotel. Calling his sister, Farhan was impossible. Obviously Farhan hasn't come home yet. The only way Reyhan's brain is to call Bara. Besides he is his best friend and brother-in-law. Reyhan's house is also much closer than that of his mother and father.

Reyhan scrolled his phone. Then contact Bara.

“Lo where ?” without further ado Reyhan asked after the phone connection was connected.

“...”

“Becandanya later, Bar. Lo chat to the hotel where I have Nadhira staying.”

“...”

“Nadhira fainting. Want to go to the hospital but I don't take the car to the hotel.”

“...”

“Later I told you. Lo spout here.”

“...”

“OK. Careful, Bar.”

Phone connection disconnected. Reyhan gently rubbed his wife's forehead which was still drenched in cold sweat.

“Build dong, Darling. Don't think gini.”

Reyhan was really anxious to see the face of his wife who had turned white like the wall of an occupied hotel room.

___

“Now there is no more who will ngerecokin Mother cook in the kitchen.” Said Father.

“Kalo is not just another ngerecokin, Dad. But crushes the Mother's kitchen. Hahaha.” Bara added his father's words.

Mother chuckles to herself when remembering her youngest child who always wants to learn in terms of cooking. However, in the end it leads to making a mess of the kitchen and cuisine alone.

“Kalo just to disturb Mother cook and make a mess of the kitchen, Brother can also kok, Bun. Mommy wants Abang evidainin ?” said Bara offered himself to Mother.

“Iya, Bun. Dad wants to do.” too Connect Dad.

“Nothing really. Just make sure that Dad and Brother can not eat all day.” Said Mommy crossing her hands in front of her chest.

“Yaaahh can't do it dong, Mommy.” Bara's cries don't accept.

“Do not worry, Bang. Later the monthly allowance of Mother let Dad lessin just we use eating out as long as Mother does not love to eat for us.”

“Monthly ration is less the same as the ration of Father from Mother is also less dong. Fair right ?” Mother Said.

Dad's speechless.

“Hahaha lost to Daddy nih.” Without sin Bara laughs at his father who can no longer wart.

“Mother don't do it dong. Gimana want to make Abang adek if Mother just do not get rations to Dad.” Father said sulking and tried to tease his wife who was replied with a look of disbelief by Mother.

“Mother, Dad, the language is mengingan in the room, yes. Here there is a small child who does not understand any ration problems.” The voice pointed to itself.

“What kind of little boy ? I'm old so is.” Ledek Mommy on her son.

“Mother said what was ? Old ? Jeez Mother. Son as handsome as this brother Mother said old. That's a big mistake, Bun. Yes, Dad ?” Bara's looking for a defense of his father.

“Iya dong's. Who was Dad's son.” Say it with pride.

“Daddy's son is it ? Mother's child is not ?” Mother raised her next to her eyebrows.

“Iya deh Mother's child also.” Dad pulled his wife's body into his arms. Kiss the top of Mother's head with her mesra.

“Ahh.. Go to the room first. If here continue to be able to see Brother Baper scenes of affectionate father with Mother. Brother also does not want to get diabetes if you have to eat sweet dishes like that.”

Bara got up from the sofa and passed leaving two lovebirds who were playing the romantic scene.

“Makanya spit wedding dong, Bang. Let it be romantic-romantic like Daddy and Mommy. Don't watch doang. Hahaha.” Said Dad a little yelling teasing his son.

“Loose with sister, Bang.” Keep Bara.

“ Just relax, yes. Later Abang bring a lot of ghosts for Daddy and Mommy.” Reply without looking back.

Bara climbed the stairs after the stairs to get to his room on the second floor. Next to her sister's room, Nadhira.

Bara's right hand grasped the door handle about to open it. However, suddenly his phone rang loudly in his left hand. Bara glanced at the cell phone and saw who had already made the call to her.

“Reyhan ? Lah this child is not the first night even call.” Said Bara to himself.

“Hallo, Han!”

“...”

“This is me again at home. How do you also call these malls ? You should have tried again to make me ponaan. Hahaha.”

“...”

“Why the hell, Han ?” Ask Bara. This time in a serious tone after hearing the voice across sounded anxious.

“...”

“What ? How can it be ?”

“...”

“Iya yes I am there now. Take care of my sister.”

“...”

Without answering Bara cut off the phone unilaterally. He ran down the stairs in a hurry.

“Ahh.. shit! My car keys forgot again in the room.”

Bara quickly turned back up the half of the stairs connected to his room. Bara rudely opened the door and took the keys to the car he left there.

After picking up the car keys and feeling nothing else was left behind. I rushed back down the stairs.

“Dad, Mother, Brother go briefly.” Said in a hurry.

“Where are you going these nights ? Hurry again.” Ask Mommy after seeing Bara who seems to be in a hurry.

“Later Brother you know when you go home.” Bara answered and kissed the hands of his parents alternately and hurried away.

“Abang!” Shouting Mother.

“Iya, Mother. Later Brother phone.” Reply to Bara with a shrill voice.

“What the heck is that kid. Same old man no polite it.” Gerrutu Mother.

“Udahlah, Bun. There may be sudden work that cannot be delayed and must be completed now. Later also if it has been finished Brother must ngabarin kok.” Father calms his wife.

“Belain aja keep Daddy's son.”

“Udah, Mother. Let's just rest. I've started this sleepy.”

___To Be Continued__