Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 66

Gontai's steps. Empty look. A line of smiles that always radiate now only limited to a flat line in her tiny lips. Crystal tears flowed from her beautiful eyelids.

"Are you okay ?" ask the man who hit him to fall and sit on the floor of the Hospital corridor.

He just nodded and felt nothing. He hasn't even been hit by someone. His brain combed wildly the pieces of sentences that the Dharma Doctor had spoken to him.

"Nadhira ?" call someone else.

He slowly raised his head and found Faris standing in front of him. He looked at Faris expressionlessly.

"Why are you ?"

"Sorry, Mas. I accidentally hit this Mbak."

"Oh yes, Mas. Thats okay. I think my friend is fine too."

"If so, excuse me first."

"Nadhira ? You sick ?"

He just shook his head and got up from his seat. Walking without concern for Faris who was still crouching in his place.

"Nadhira wait!" faris' screams did not grab his attention at all. His shaky steps and blank stare forward walked towards the room where Reyhan was being treated.

He brushed off Faris' hand which pulled him from behind. "Don't touch me!" it caught the attention of the Hospital visitors.

"sorry. But, I just want to know what's going on with you ?"

After his brain re-digests well the surrounding state. He nodded and rubbed his face. "I'm sorry, Faris" he said, bowing his head.

"That's okay, Ra. If I may know, what's wrong with you until you're like this ?"

"There's nothing, brother. I just have too many thoughts."

"What will bring you to this Hospital ?"

For a moment he shut up. His brain turned back the memorial in the Dharma Doctor's room. The words he caught seemed to be a song and sounded loud in his ear.

"Why are you silent, Nadhira ?"

"My husband is sick, Faris. And sorry. I have to go back to his room. Because, I've left him a long time."

"Oh okay. May your husband be healed soon."

Then it passed quickly. Enlarge the steps to get to her husband's room immediately.

"What do you need ?" he asked as he entered the room and found Reyhan trying to reach something on the table.

"I want to get my phone, Al. Can you take it for me ?"

Without answering anything he took Reyhan's cell phone and handed it to the owner.

"Farhan where is ?" tanyanya while looking for the whereabouts of her sister-in-law.

"I asked him to go home to get his laptop and office files. I need to finish it immediately. Poor Papa if I have to finish all my work."

"Sorry, Brother. But, I won't let you do anything but rest."

"Don't be selfish, Al. Those jobs I need to finish soon. If not, it could be a lot of losses experienced by the company."

"Well what about your health, sister ?"

Reyhan did not answer.

"If I do so. Then, my brother said I was selfish. Alright. Let me be the selfish man you've known all along."

He laughed sweetly. "I'm like this for my husband's sake and health."

"Aleea, please understand."

"How can I understand you if you don't understand what you're supposed to do for yourself, Reyhan ? Huh!" Enragement peaked. His face that was used to being cheerful and shady turned crimson.

Seeing her like that made Reyhan not wince. He never found his wife that angry.

"And whoever dares to let you work here. Please deal with me first. Including Papa and Mama," he said firmly with a face full of anger.

"Sister, Farhan only brought this for brother," Farhan said after entering the room and was not aware of his brother-in-law's whereabouts.

"Put down everything you brought in a sofa, Farhan!" He commanded Farhan firmly and the gaze of his eagle. Farhan was only able to follow his word without being able to say anything.

"Sister, Farhan has to go to college. After that will take Papa to the airport," said Farhan bowed for fear of seeing the other side of his brother-in-law.

"Where are you going, brother ?" ask Reyhan curiously.

"Finishing work outside the area. So did Farhan from Mama."

"Farhan go first. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam," he answered along with Reyhan.

After Farhan passed from the room. None of the two opened their voices. He just shut up by throwing his eyes out the window. Reyhan was silent looking at the ceiling of the clean white room.

"Mother! Sister desperately needs Mother at this time. The sister wants to pour out her sister's grievances," her screech in heart.

"Pak Reyhan's condition has deteriorated. If you do not perform the operation. We don't know what's going to happen to him in the future." The voice of the Dharma Doctor continued to echo in his ears. Whispering like the sacred songs of the seagulls.

"Ohhhh!" He shouted mercilessly and loudly. Removing the tightness on his chest that was like a heavy burden.

"Aleea ?" call Reyhan lirih but still sound a million worries in him.

He doesn't care about that call. She shed her tears without shame. Wasting all the burdens of the mind that cannot be lifted.

Reyhan got up from his sleep and was about to approach him.

"Just shut up in your bed, brother. Your condition is still very weak," he said stammering with a heartbreaking sobbing. Her chest is getting tighter. His breathing was completely irregular. He ran looking for something in his bag. Take out all the bags. However, he did not find what he was looking for.

"You looking for this ?" Reyhan showed me the little thing his wife needed.

Without thinking she approached her husband's bed and grabbed the object. Using quickly until he felt a little relieved and no longer felt tightness in his chest.

Reyhan pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry."

"Have another apology to me. Apologize to yourself."

"Darling ?"

He's not flinching.

"Don't cry anymore. Please. Don't torture me with that cry."

"If you don't want to see my cries anymore. Then follow my wish."

"What do you want from me, honey ? Say it!"

"I just want your recovery, brother. That'sthat's all. So, please, brother. Follow the advice of the Dharma Doctor to perform the operation."

Reyhan. He began to refuse to answer to his wife. Because, anyone who discusses the operation is always ignored.

"How ? Brother wants to, right ?" ask her in the hope that Reyhan will grant her request.

"Don't ask for something you already know that I can't do, Al."

"Why ?"

"Because, I'm fine and I don't need surgery, Al. I just need medicine to relieve my pain. That's all."

"Medicine that you never consume regularly. So ?" He laughed sweetly.

"Al, please don't be like Papa and Mama. Especially the Dharma Doctor. Don't force me, Al. I beg you."

"Until when can you endure the pain of never knowing the time and place of attacking you without the slightest mercy ?"

"I'm strong, honey. Really am. I'm really strong. Trust me, yes, dear."

She hugged her husband's body and whispered sentence by sentence. "Darling, I can't see you in such pain. What about you ? It must be very painful, right ?"

Sometimes he stroked Reyhan's messy hair. "Son't want to work as usual again and help Papa, is he ?"

Reyhan nodded.

"If this kind of brother is continuous. How can you do that well ?"

Reyhan has not responded to his wife's remarks.

"Darling ?" call him friendly.

"Please listen to me this time, yeah. It's for the good of all of us, honey."

"alright. But I'll only wait two weeks. If you can't. Sorry, Al. I can't do that. And stop forcing me."

"Yes, honey."

"Remember, Al. I'm doing this for you. So, please don't ever walk away from me."

He nodded. Landing a kiss to her husband.

"Get well soon, Reyhanku," he whispered in Reyhan's ear.