Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 32

“Farhan!” reyhan shouted as he slowly knocked on the door of his sister's room, Farhan.

“By brother enter ?”

Before long Reyhan heard the sound of footsteps getting closer.

“Come in, Brother!” Farhan said in a hoarse voice from behind the half-opened door.

Reyhan entered a room with almost all of its walls fitted with various posters. It looks very messy and unkempt. A hundred and eighty degrees different from his room.

Without waiting for the room owner's order. Reyhan had chosen to sit on the edge of Ibram's bed.

“Kak, Farhan wants out of the house.” The words just came out of Farhan's mouth. Reyhan's eyes were perfectly rounded. The disbelief in what he heard was dancing was so beautiful in his mind.

“Can you repeat what you said earlier, Far ?”

“Farhan wants out of the house, Kak.” Farhan repeated his words with a bowed face.

“You sure ?”

Farhan held his head up. Nodding without hesitation.

“Very sure.”

“On what basis did you choose out of the house ? After leaving, you know where to stay?”

“Farhan just doesn't want to constantly argue with Papa. Farhan was also afraid if he had to speak in a snapping manner like this morning.”

Farhan sighed before continuing his words.

“For where Farhan lives haven't thought of it yet, Kak.”

Drop by drop Farhan's tears fell from his defenses. He tried to remove the crystal grains that are increasingly spilling uncontrollably. However, it seems like his efforts were so futile. The proof, the clear granules are still shed and wet his cheeks.

Seeing her sister crying. Reyhan is feeling pity. Slowly he patted Farhan's shoulder which was getting vibrating violently.

“Farhan feels guilty if it continues like this, Kak.” His words interrupted that heartbreaking sobbing.

“But, to follow Papa's wishes also Farhan could not. Farhan has his own ideals and will Farhan realize someday.” Further.

“You can if you have to get out of the house ? You still depend on family, ‘kan ?”

Farhan felt underestimated. He stared intently at his brother with his swollen eyes that were still flowing the clear crystals.

“Sister underestimated Farhan ?” Ask with a wry smile.

“Oh.. no, Far. Don't misunderstand me first.”

“Farhan and brother are different. So, you do not have to bother spending energy to equate yourself with Farhan.”

“What do you mean ?”

“Sister need not think that Farhan will be the same as the older brother who until now still depends on the same parents. Farhan can live alone.”

“Sister need not think that Farhan will be the same as the older brother who until now still continues to depend on the same parents. Farhan can live alone.”

Farhan's bragging words made Reyhan's ears feel hot. Farhan's words were able to provoke a red tempered anger back to peak. His hands clenched tightly until his knuckles turned white.

“What are you talking about, Far ?”

“Loh, there is something wrong with Farhan?”

“GREAT ONE!” reyhan shouted in front of his sister's face.

“You need to know well, Far. Since entering college, my sister has never been paid by Papa. Continuing to study abroad is not. My brother always gets a scholarship. What you are using now is also the result of your hard work. Except, this house. But, brother has also built his own house with money which of course the results of his own efforts. Apartment is like that.” Obviously at length.

Reyhan took a breath and smiled discordantly before continuing his words again.

“And, it shouldn't be important for you to know. Because, the most important thing is that big brother does not boast like you.”

“Indeed with the condition of an older brother who is often sickly, can be ?” sahut Farhan with disparaging words.

“Oh. Brother is a disease. But, brother still knows himself how to thank the parents. Not that it happens pretentious and self-supporting.”

Reyhan's words paused. He took a deep breath. Trying to get rid of as much as possible the growing anger reached the crown.

“Should be, you with all your perfection are capable of doing things

more than a sick person like a sister. No trouble for the family constantly. Spend Papa's money to check up to the hospital every month.”

Word by word forming the sentence came out so softly from Reyhan's mouth. His lips are still smiling. Not a sweet smile. But, smile miris.

Farhan's heart was filled. There was a sense of regret that suddenly appeared there.

“Kak, Farhan apologize. Farhan didn't mean to make brother squeeze..”

Reyhan's right hand was raised into the air. It made Farhan's mouth shut just like that without being able to continue his words.

“It's okay. You're right, Farhan. Brother is a disease. And a reasonableness if you doubt brother.”

“But, Farhan's intention is not so, Kak.”

“Iya. Brother tau. Brother go back to the room first, yes.”

Reyhsn stood up and walked over with his mind quite muddled.

“Kak!” exclaiming Farhan stopped his brother's steps.

“Do not get sick again. Especially if Farhan is completely out of the house.”

Reyhan's black eye bead collides with Farhan's eye bead. Reyhan caught the seriousness blazing there.

“Once again brother asked. Are you sure you want to exit ?”

“Farhan sure.”

Reyhan turned around and stepped back towards Farhan.

“You want to listen to brother, Farhan ?”

Farhan raised his head. He looked at Reyhan who was standing in front of him. Then, he nodded his head.

“Sshhh.”

Reyhan grimaced as the pain returned to his chest. He wanted so badly to curse himself. Why is the pain approaching at the wrong time.

“Sitting down first.”

“You better think about your decision, Farhan. You can achieve your goals without having to get out of the house.”

“But, Farhan is afraid to face Papa. Afraid of Farhan's attitude and treatment like this morning.”

“As long as you are able to control your emotions well. That's not gonna happen. You understand brother ‘kan ?”

Farhan nodded.

“Don't think of yourself. Think of others too. Mom especially.”

Again his head nodded.

“If you ever want to go. Thats okay. You can use the apartment. Than to stay at your friend's house.”

“Thanks, Brother.”

Reyhan smiled.

“Silver is fine ‘kan ?”

“I’m okay!”

“Means don't get out of the house, yeah. When my brother is sick again. Someone helped my sister to the hospital.” Reyhan chuckled to himself hearing his words.

“Farhan think first, Kak.”

“Surely you have to think carefully about every decision you will take. In the future you have no regrets. Because, there is no regret present at the beginning of the story.”

Farhan nodded accompanied by a smile that framed his lips. A smile that has not been out for a long time.

“You're an adult, Farhan. Brother sure you know how to deal with the problem.”

“For the one this morning, Farhan was really sorry. Because Farhan's brother until injured so.“ regretted Farhan and pointed at the wound in the corner of Reyhan's lips that still look swollen.

“Isn't it already a big brother's duty to protect his little sister ?” Reyhan ruffled Farhan's hair which at first had looked messy and unkempt.

“Oh No, Brother! Farhan is not a little brother anymore. Twenty years old still said little brother. No. No. No.” Denying Farhan joking.

"Hey! Look, Farhan Aksa Oktara! So many changes. From the style of the language is no longer the same, Bro.”

The laughing of the brothers boomed filling the large but messy room.

“Aww...”

Reyhan complained as he felt pain in his chest and lips at the same time. Reflexes of both his hands cut the two diseased parts while bowed.

“Kak, why ?” it was clear from the voice that came out Farhan was so worried.

“So rest first. Come Farhan accompany to room.”

“No. Brother is okay. Brother's lips are a little sore. Maybe because it was too big of a laugh.”

“Sorry.”

Only that word could Farhan spew out from his mouth as a sign of regret over the matter that occurred. Which caused his brother to be an easy target of the death of the Papa.

“Ah... I'm tired of hearing your apologies. If only you were sorry that you said to Papa and Mama. Sister is much more proud.”

Reyhan spoke so lightly. He stretched his body on a soft pad belonging to his sister.

Farhan's mouth was tightly clenched. His brain raced violently thinking of his brother's short speech which led to the satire sentence. Farhan's heart is broken. Has his behavior gone too far ?

“Kak ?” call her by lying her body next to Reyhan.

“Em ?”

Reyhan answered without turning his head and without taking his hand off his chest which still hurt. A tad.

“What has Farhan been doing so far?”

“Do you think ? How ?”

Instead of answering. Reyhan even threw a question at Farhan.

For the second time Farhan's mouth was silenced with words coming out of his brother's mouth.

Long they remained silent. Busy wandering with their minds and souls without anyone interrupting each other.

Farhan's sad gaze swept across the ceiling of his room. Inhaling deeply and throwing it away is rough.

“Farhan will apologize to Papa after this.” Kelakar Farhan without taking a glance from the sky of his room.

Reyhan.

“but, that does not mean Farhan will follow all Papa.” wishes

“Kakak didn't force you to it. Brother just wants you to admit that all this time the attitude you showed Papa was wrong.”

Neither Farhan nor Reyhan spoke. They go back to their own minds, which of course only they know.

“Farhan!”

“Iya ?”

“You sure you don't want to follow Papa for work in the company ?”

Ibram tried to weigh up his brother's questions.

“You yourself know ‘kan, Far. Besides brother, you are the successor to continue Papa's business. And you know it right. Papa will age. My own brother is like this. If brother why-why, who will Papa rely on besides you ? It's funny not to rely on a child as small as Raina?”

“Kakak said what the hell ? Brother won't do anything. Brother will still be fine.”

“Who knows ?” reyhan's reply was relaxed.

“And Farhan doesn't want to know. Brother should stay fine.”

Reyhan could only smile at the attention of his younger brother.

“Think Mama. Brother does not pity see Mama continues to grieve if sister is sick?”

This time the silence Reyhan did not know what to say to his sister.

“Good. From now on we have our own tasks to complete. My brother will always try to maintain his health. And you must try to understand Papa's wishes. How ?”

Farhan nodded slowly.

“We should try together to make Papa and Mama proud.”

“Good, my little sister.” Reyhan's tweet and his piety were able to invite Farhan's unacceptable gaze.

“Ok. Ok. Sorry.”

Reyhan laughed a little. Finally, he was able to bring back the soul of his little sister who was now growing and developing into a dashing young man.

“Anyway, your age is the same as Nadhira, Far.”

“Then, Farhan should call sister-in-law with what call ?”

Reyhan tapped his chin with his index finger. Thinking the right call for his wife.

“Does Farhan have to call him brother ? Nadhira ? Or Mbak ?”

Reyhan did not answer.

“Ah... I don't know,” pasrah Farhan.

“You can ask Nadhira later. Let you guys be comfortable.”

“Good. Other times, Ibram will ask directly to sister-in-law.”

“So, when will you meet Papa ?” abraham asked to shift the topic.

“After this.”

“With a neat look,” Reyhan chirps. One utterance is like a commandment which of course cannot be denied.

“For sister.”

“No! For your sake and your future.”

“Alright, Mr.”

Reyhan smiled triumphantly.

“Recipient to room. There's Raina.”

“Ngapain ?”

“Main.”

“Tumben.”

“The forced sister. All nemenin Nadhira.”

Farhan nodded in understanding.

“Nadhira time to take medicine and rest.” Reyhan changed his position. Get ready to leave his sister's room which Reyhan doesn't deserve to be called that room.

“It seems not only brother-in-law who needs to take medicine and rest well. But..” says Farhan.

“So I don't know what you mean, Farhan Aksa Oktara.”

“Farhan don't want to see Mama sad again.”

“We have the same desire. Can we make this happen together, Dek ?”

“Sure!” farhan's reply was full of spirit.

Reyhan has rediscovered his long-lost sister. Makes Reyhan stare at the smile on his lips that still looks swollen.

“Yaahh even smiled to herself. Sana temenin wife left from earlier.”

Reyhan nodded and laughed. His heart warmed after being able to return his real sister.

“Bikinin Farhan ponaan many. But, don't be so adorable. Garrulous.”

“Most.” Reyhan gave a thumbs up and turned towards the door.

“Kak!”

Reyhan.

“Sister Farhan's offer accept. Occasionally will Farhan use apartment brother to stay.”

“Originally don't bring women.”

“Ready, Boss.”

Reyhan now completely left Farhan who had changed position by sitting on the lip of his king size bed. With a warm smile that he did not show to anyone.

“Nih!” Reyhan poked his head and threw the keys to his apartment. And the key landed right on Ibram's forehead.

“Aww.” Ringice.

“Sick tau,” Farhan stroked his forehead that felt pulsating.

“Sorry. Brother unintentionally,” retorted Reyhan grimacing with a sinless look.

“Luckily, sister herself. Otherwise, I've thrown back with this key to land on his head,” dumel Farhan.