Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 69

He tidied up all Reyhan's needs for a few days in the Hospital. Put it in a carry-on bag that he has provided.

"Sister ?" call him without shifting his focus from his work.

"Yes, honey."

"So Mama called me. Mama said Mr. Amin can't get us to the hospital. Because, Mr. Amin is delivering Papa."

"Then ?"

"Farhan's coming here to pick us up. Farhan will be here soon."

"All right."

He stared at the black thing that was coiling around his wrist. "Honey, it's time to take the medicine, yeah."

"Yes, honey."

She gave two small details to her husband. Not forgetting a glass of water.

"From now on, my sister must take medication regularly. While waiting for information about the donor for sister."

Reyhan only responded with a faint forced smile. He did not like the discussion about the operation or the donor. Even with his parents.

Seeing the obvious change on her husband's face. He approached, sat down next to Reyhan and clasped his hand. "Why ? Seems like you don't like it when I mention the operation."

"No, Honey. I'm fine" he lied and tried to be mediocre before his wife.

"I'm your wife. And I know when you're okay and you're not."

"Darling ?"

"Never try to lie to me about anything, sister."

"Al, I'm not lying to you, honey."

"alright. It's okay if you don't want to tell me. Maybe I'm not a good place to poach any story."

He moved in front of Reyhan. Back to cleaning the bag and all its needs.

"I don't like failure, Al" Reyhan said.

He looked back. "What do you mean, Brother ?"

"Maybe you think this is the first time that Dharma Doctor suggested I have surgery. No, Al! It's been too often. And it all just ends in failure because there are no donors. It's because of incompatibility."

Slowly he stepped. He approached his sad husband. Down on the Hospital Bed.

"Even when I'm really hopeful. And with the fervent hope I came to the Dharma Doctor. You know what answer I heard from him ? A sentence that broke all my hopes, Al. The words that killed my as for being a normal human being."

Reyhan took a deep breath. Trying to dampen the emotions that have begun to greet him slowly. Remembering all the hopes he once knitted beautifully. However, ending failure always made his emotions peak mercilessly.

"With me to hope again, Al. Let it be like this. I lived to be a sick man and eventually died quickly. I would rather die of my illness. Rather than have to die because my hope was only answered by failure. I don't want to, Al."

She pulled her husband's body into her arms. Gently stroking Reyhan's back which he felt began to tremble.

"Don't say that. Brother will be healed. And we live together forever."

"I just want to die in your arms, Al. So, I beg of you. Don't even think about leaving me. Leaving this sick man. I beg you, Al."

"Sttt!" He put one of his fingers on Reyhan's lips. "I don't like sentences like that, honey. Because, brother is not a sick man. Brother is a strong man. Is my best husband."

Tears that managed to land on her husband's cheek repeatedly she removed. "Don't cry. My husband is strong."

He hugged the now skinny body again. She whispered a sentence that calmed her husband's heart. "God is Good, my dear. So, let's multiply the meridians. May all the hopes and minds that we knit all be sober and full of blessings."

Let's say he feels small. "Never forget that my brother lives with me. A wife who will be your home. Be your shade too, my dear."

"We will walk together through difficult times that will wait for us there. Grasping hands in all circumstances" he continued, trying to calm Reyhan.

"Thinking about leaving you is one thing that will never cross my brain and certainly never will, my dear. So, never be afraid of it. I'm yours completely and forever."

His embrace he got off. Then, cupped her husband's face that looked pale and teary. He drowned his gaze at Netra with the black bead before him.

Reyhan looked at him confused. However, it ended up negating even with just a slow nod.

"I just asked my sister to do the surgery. For Papa's sake, Mama, me and our family. Brother wants to, right ?"

"Aleea ?"

"It's okay if you only ask for two weeks. And during that time we will both try to find a donor who matches with brother." She smiled to encourage her husband.

"If in two weeks it doesn't exist either. Please don't ask me again, Al. I'm tired of hoping for more."

She hesitated to hear her husband's words. Of course, she really wanted her husband to recover completely even though she had to wait a long time. However, forcing Reyhan with all his will he was also unable to. She did not want her husband to be burdened with all the hopes that often broke her.

"We pray and are optimistic, yes, brother. May God make it easy in our path."

"Aamiin's."

Reyhan put his head on his wife's lap. Drown his face that is still fed by clear crystals that have not stopped.

"I've always been able to win big projects for companies. Restoring the state of the office that had been stuck on the verge of bankruptcy. And I never found any failure at work. Why for this one hope I always fail to make it happen ?"

Reyhan looked up at the face that was always shady even in his sadness. "Al, does God hate me ?"

"No. God knows your brother is capable and strong. Therefore, God entrusts something that you consider to be suffering. Remember, Honey. God will not give trials beyond the limits of His servant."

She put her husband's face back in. "Run patiently and steadfastly. One day, out there. There will be unexpected surprises that we will find. Along with that, we realize how much God loves us."

He gently landed his lips on Reyhan's forehead. Hugged him affectionately and whispered. "Never give up. If you are tired, do not forget to go home and rest for a moment. Come home to me. Because, I am the house that will wait for its master to come home. And that master is brother."

"Aleea ?"

"Yes, my dear," she replied softly.

"Thank you for being my last port. Become my home. And please, be a stick when I'm blind and don't know the way to go."

"Of course, honey. For you I'm willing to be anything."

She took off her arms and looked back into her husband's eyes. "In a moment we'll be home. Don't grieve. Later if Mama sees a sister like this. I'll make sure Mama interrogates you mercilessly."

"It looks like you've started to get to know the nature of Mama, yes, Al," Reyhan chuckled.

"Little by little, brother. If you go to the office, who should I be with? Obviously with my mom. So, I know how the real Mama is."

Reyhan chuckled softly at his wife's innocent words.

"I've been scolded by Mama."

"Huh ? Really ?" ask Reyhan not to believe it.

"Yes. I guess you'd be surprised if I said that."

"When, Honey ? Why ?"

"Back from the office when my sister was sick. Remember ?"

"Yes. Then what's the reason Mama scolded you, Al ?"

"Mama thinks I made a sister like that. But, I just tell you everything until Mama understands and apologizes to me again."

"Oh" replied Reyhan.

"Tasya ?" ask her with a probing look.

"She was the woman I was once betrothed to."

"Oh okay. I don't care about that. Because, it's just brother's past. And now I am your present and your future. Isn't that right, honey ?" she said and put her hand on her husband's neck.

"You're right, honey. You are my future. Thankful I got you."

Reyhan hugged her and she responded with a kiss on her husband's cheek.