Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 50
“Hei! Wake up, husband.” Nadhira stroked Reyhan's cheek gently.
Reyhan wriggled his body and opened his eyes slowly. Grazing a few times to neutralize his retina caught the incoming light. He found in front of him a beautiful woman with a big smile without a hijab, not as usual.
“Good morning, my husband,” sweetly and kiss Reyhan's cheeks alternately.
“Good morning, dear,” reply Reyhan with a special hoarse voice wake up.
“How is the condition of sister now ? Already feel better ?” nadhira asked and tidied Reyhan's slightly messy hair with his fingers.
“Alhamdulillah, Darling. Thanks to you I feel better. Thanks, yes.”
He smiles.
“Wake! I've prepared warm water for big sister to take a bath.”
Reyhan changed his position. He sat opposite Nadhira who was sitting on the edge of the bed. He gently stroked his wife's cheek which looked more filled than ever. Enjoy every inch of beauty and beauty that God creates in the form of his wife.
“Darling, you're already a little fat, huh ? Or just my feelings?”
“Created ?” ask with enthusiasm.
“Iya, Darling. I feel that way. Your cheeks have started to contain.”
Eyes sparkling. “From now on I will add my portion of food again. I want to be a little fatter so that it is not said to be petite continuously by Abang.”
“You are indeed really tiny, Al,” ledek Reyhan again.
“Iaaang,” he said spoiledly and drowned his face in Reyhan's chest.
Reyhan was anxious to see his wife's behavior. He kissed the top of Nadhira's head full of affection. “You always make me anxious with your behavior, dear.”
He hugged Reyhan's body tighter.
“I know you really like to hug me. But, didn't you just ask me to take a bath, Al ? So, please ask me to clean up for a while.”
“Iya. I-i know. But, I want us in this position in a moment. Two minutes left, Darling.”
“Al ? You okay ‘kan ?”
He nodded.
“Why are you getting spoiled now?”
“Indeed I can't be spoiled on my own husband ?”
“Of course I can, my wife dear.”
She hugged her husband's body.
“Honey, the hugs are resumed later, yes. I'm going to take a shower.”
“After.”
“Abviously I don't smell?”
“No,” the answer is short and fast.
Reyhan chuckled and stroked Nadhira's long, black hair. “Honey, thank you for stepping in with me. I love you.”
“I love you too, Reyhanku. Stay strong for me, for Mama, for Papa and the others. I believe my husband is a man who does not know the word surrender.”
“How did you know I didn't give up?”
“Buktinya brother never gave up to get me. Yes ‘kan ?”
“Why are you confident once ?” refute Reyhan.
“Jonest, Brother.”
“Huh! Alright. To get you I have to fight to find you. And I am grateful to answer my search by interviewing. That's why I don't want to part with you anymore.”
“MaaSyaa Allah, my husband. Your struggle is so great, dear,” he said half mocking.
“To get what I want. I won't fight half. However, you have to fight to the maximum. If not as expected. I'm not sorry. Because, I've done the effort.”
He let go of her embrace in Reyhan's body and smiled sweetly.
“Have you satisfied hugging me, Al ?”
He nodded and laughed a little.
“Can I shower now?”
“Of course.”
“Good. I take a shower first, yeah, honey.” Reyhan kissed his wife's right cheek affectionately.
Reyhan snatched the towel Nadhira had prepared for him. Rushing to the bathroom with imperfect steps. He slightly stepped on his foot when walking because of the wound that was right on the soles of his feet.
He hummed ria. Today he will not go to the office on Nadhira's orders which cannot be denied. It was also due to Reyhan's condition which still has not fully returned to normal.
“Kak, I'm down first, yeah. Sister's change of clothes I have prepared in the usual place,” he said half shouting.
“Iya, darling,” reply Reyhan no less tight from the direction of the bathroom.
While waiting for Reyhan to finish his ritual clean up. Nadhira immediately went down towards the ground floor and walked towards the kitchen. He intends to make breakfast this morning on his own without the help of Mama.
Another as before, he who always cook accompanied and taught Mama. This time Nadhira did it alone. He did not want to continue to depend on his mother-in-law or on the household assistant at the house.
He began to struggle with tools and materials in the kitchen. Peeling and slicing the onion with tears flooding her cheeks.
“Huh! I always lose with this onion,” he said.
One by one the dishes for breakfast he finished well. Although the taste of his cooking was not known at all.
“Ah. I hope that Reyhan and the others like my cooking. And if less, I will keep trying and learn to cook for every day,” he told himself.
He cleaned his hands in the sink and prepared the food he had cooked on the table.
“Lho, Brother. Not that Si Aunty is still coming home, yes ?” asked Farhan who had just come down from his room.
“Iya. What's the matter, Farhan ? You need something ?”
“No, Brother. If Aunt hasn't returned. Then, who cooks for this much breakfast ?”
Nadhira smiled shyly.
“Mmmm..” He hesitated to answer.
“Mama ? Not likely. Mama this hour definitely has not come down to Farhan.”
“Iya. I've cooked all these foods.”
“Wah... Nadhira is also very good at cooking. Lucky for you to get a wife like Brother Nadhira.”
“Eh I'm still learning, Dik.”
“Oh..” Farhan scratched his nape which was not at all itchy due to misbehavior.
“That Papa and Mama just exited the room.” He caught the figure of his two in-laws stepping foot on the stairs one by one.
“Good morning, Pa, Ma,” greet cheerfully.
“Good morning, Nadhira ,” Reply Papa.
“It looks like there is a different with Nadhira this morning, yes, Pa ?”
He looked into confused eyes.
“Nadhira looks happy once.”
“Of course yesterday-yesterday Nadhira looks unhappy, Ma ?” tanyanya polo's.
“I mean Mama's not like that, honey. But, this morning much look happy and cheerful.”
He just chuckles.
“Come breakfast first, Pa, Ma.”
“But, Mama hasn't cooked for breakfast.”
“Look! Nadhira has cooked,” he said proudly while showing the food that has been neatly lined up on the dining table.
“Wah... Mama's daughter-in-law can now cook by herself, yes.”
“Thanks to Mama who taught Nadhira.”
“Iya, Darling.”
“Papa, Mama and Farhan have breakfast first. Nadhira followed. Nadhira will call Kak Reyhan first to room.”
He walked into his room after Reyhan. And when she got into the room, she found her husband struggling with a laptop on the bed.
“Kakak!” call him wrathful with a waist-toused.
“Iya, Darling. Why ?” reyhan asked without looking back at him.
“It's still too early for sister to take care of office work. Besides, I asked my sister not to go to the office to avoid work. And I'll just look at home. But, now brother this early in the morning has glanced at the work only.”
“A little more, dear,” Reyhan replied with a flat face and a gaze that was still focused on his laptop.
“Sorry, Brother. I don't want to know and I don't accept excuses. And for the next three days you can't do any work. Break dab focus with sister's health.”
“Hah ? Three days ?” Reyhan was shocked to hear the captured sentence from his wife's lips.
“Iya. Why ? Not accept ?”
“Three days it's long, Al. If I don't work that long. My work will of course pile up later.”
“I don't want to know, yes, Brother,”.
Reyhan bowed languidly.
“Now turn off brother's laptop and we have breakfast.”
“Why did Aleea become a fierce human like this now ?” inner Reyhan.
“Kak, why is it still silent ?” Nadhira awakens Reyhan from an inner question that still leaves him perplexed.
“Iya. Ja. I'm going to turn off the laptop now,” Reyhan's resignation.
“Not yet ?”
“Already, Al.”
He picked up the laptop Reyhan used to work on. “Let me alone who will save it.” He passed from Reyhan and kept the big quadrilateral thing in his own closet. Unplug the key that is usually hanging freely on the closet door and store it again nailed to the robe.
“Jeez, Aleea. It doesn't need to be like that either, dear.”
“Asper me! Now let's go down for breakfast. Papa, Mama and Farhan are waiting there.”
“Huh!” Reyhan let out a heavy breath. He stepped up and followed his wife without commenting. He did not want to argue his wife who suddenly turned fierce early in the morning like this.
“Morning, Pa, Ma,” greet Reyhan lethargic.
“Why didn't Farhan say good morning too, Sister ?” farhan protested to his brother.
“Oh. Because, not usually you find early in the morning in the dining room,” taunted Reyhan.
Farhan snorted in annoyance.
“Good morning, my handsome sister.”
The dining room was chuckling.
“Wah... not usually Mama cook breakfast this much,” continued Reyhan when he had managed to land his body in the dining room chair.
“Not a Mama who cooks. But, your wife.”
Reyhan looked at Nadhira in disbelief.
“Why ?” tanyanya's confused.
“Can you cook this meal, Darling ?”
“Iya. But, sorry if the food is not as good as Mama.” cuisine
“Tak why, Ra. Next time you can fix it again.”
“Iya, Ma.”
She enjoyed breakfast so happily this morning. He felt like he was in the middle of his own family. Her lips curled up to form her sweet smile.