Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 70

His smile broke when his feet stepped on the courtyard of the mansion he now occupied. Her hand held her husband's arm.

"Welcome back, my dear," she told Reyhan and kissed her husband on the cheek.

"Darling, I'm really amazed to see you. You kissed me a few times today. Why ?"

"There's nothing. I just wanted to kiss my husband. Is something wrong ?"

"No. No," Reyhan replied quickly.

"Sister, if you want to kiss Reyhan. Please look around brother. Someone will be carried away by feelings. Me, for example."

The two stared at the car window. Found Farhan who with an annoyed look.

"If I wanted that. What do I have to do, brother ? Does your sister want to take responsibility too ?"

He laughed out loud. Same with Reyhan.

"No, Sister. You're too early to follow in my footsteps. Just focus on your goals" Reyhan said.

"Sir Nadhira was the same age as Farha was married. How ? Shouldn't Farhan follow in the footsteps of Brother Nadhira ?"

Reyhan.

"His name is an age-unknown soul mate, Farhan. My only faster soul mate came than I ever expected."

"All right," said Farhan and got out of the car. Leaving the newlyweds.

"Farhan!" call Reyhan loudly.

Farhan stopped his steps and turned his head towards the two. "Why ?"

"No. I just want to call your name. Come inside!" Reyhan chuckled after successfully making his younger brother even more upset.

"Sister, don't be like that. Farhan will be angry. How ?" advice to Reyhan.

"No. He won't be mad at me. Besides, I haven't had it in a long time. And I believe he's missed that."

"Ah... It's up to brother. Let's go in. Mama must've been waiting for us inside."

His steps were moved with certainty. Walk the front yard with her husband.

"Welcome home, Mama's children."

Mama's voice suddenly emerged from the inside making the newlywed couple aghast in shock.

"Gosh, Mama. Mama made Reyhan shocked, "Reyhan protested with Mama's treatment.

Unlike Reyhan, he only laughed even though he was shocked.

"Mama's too enthusiastic about your return, sister."

"Yes, Ma. Aye." Yeah."

"Let's go in. Mama's prepared your favorite meal."

"For Nadhira too, Ma ?" his question is full of confidence.

"of course. Mama's got everything ready for Mama's kids."

"Waaah... Thank you very much, Ma." Face sparkles. She hugged Mom without excuse.

Reyhan who saw the childish attitude of his wife only smiled and shook his head.

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In the dining room. The atmosphere he enjoyed. The atmosphere that always makes him in the middle of his biological family.

"Ma, teach Nadhira again to cook. So, Nadhira can cook food as good and as delicious as this," he said on the sidelines he enjoyed the food in front of him.

"Darling, don't talk while eating. Remember Dad's message too," Reyhan told him.

"Sorry" he said with a mouth full of food.

He again enjoyed the cuisine that Mama had served without sound. She would occasionally steal her husband's eyes with her tail and end up smiling.

"Alhamdulillah," he said after devouring to the toilet.

"How ? Are you full already ?" ask Mama.

"Already, Ma. Thank God" she replied with a smile.

"Cong, Reyhan. Your food why haven't you spent it yet ? Even half of it is untouched." Mom was surprised by her first child. It's not usually like that.

"Feed Reyhan somewhere, Ma. Seeing these foods made Reyhan not tasteful."

"Why ? Aren't all these foods your favorite foods, son ?"

"Yes, Ma. But, I don't know. Reyhan there's no appetite now."

Reyhan put the spoon and fork back on his plate which was still stacked with food. "Al, accompany me to go for a minute."

His eyebrows raised next to. "Where ?"

"Follow it. You'll know later."

She followed the steps wherever her husband's footsteps tread the trail. Every now and then he runs small to adjust Reyhan's steps bigger than him.

"Sister, can you walk slower ? I'm tired of following your big steps, that's it" he said annoyed.

He did not see Reyhan responding to anything.

Reyhan looked at him strangely. "Why ?"

"I'm tired, Brother. Can't you walk a little slower ?"

"Come here!" Reyhan waved his hand.

Reluctant to stand up. He just shook his head.

"Do you want me to leave ?"

Without thinking again he ran towards Reyhan. Hit the big body of her husband who was a little thinner. Until it falls in the soft decap Reyhan.

"Come on!" take Reyhan and hold his hand.

"Sister ?" He raised his head to see Reyhan's handsome face.

"Why, Al ?"

"May I know where you're taking me ?"

"I'll take you to the room."

He stopped his steps. Stare in confusion at Reyhan. "For what ?" tanyanya polo's.

Reyhan brought his face closer and whispered. "Make a grandson for Mama."

For a moment he was stunned. Well done to Reyhan.

"Huh ? Grandchild ?" His eyes are perfectly round.

Reyhan laughed loudly.

"What's right, brother ? Days like this ?"

"I'm kidding, my dear," said Reyhan, pinched his cheek.

"You ask too many questions. Just come with me," Reyhan continued.

He resigned and followed wherever Reyhan's footsteps took him. Until he arrived at a room in the corner of the second floor of the luxury house.

Reyhan took the key out of the pocket of the pants he was wearing. Open the door and enter the room that still looks dim.

With one hand Reyhan felt the socket on the wall of the room. Turn on the lights until the entire room is clearly visible.

"My photons!" his screams when he captured a portrait on a large frame neatly plastered on the wall of the room with a classic accent.

"That's a picture of my childhood, honey. How can it be here ?" tanyanya while sweeping every inch of the room that was the first time he entered it.

"I put it here. Why ? You don't like ?"

"No. That's not what I meant. I just wonder why my picture is in this room. Where'd you get it ?"

"From Brother."

"Huh ? Brother ?"

"Yes. I forced you to give me your picture. I saw that picture at your house and I loved it."

"Oh," he said briefly and continued his activities looking at every corner of the room.

"What room is this, sister ?"

"I used to use this room as my work space. Sometimes I rest here if I'm lazy to go back to the room. And this room is my private room. So, no one can enter it."

"Include me ?" He pointed at himself with one finger.

"No. The proof is that you are in this room."

"Why didn't big brother give someone else permission to enter this room besides me ?"

"Because, I don't want anyone else touching mine. Let alone something related to my wife," Reyhan said resolutely and with a fluffy smile.

"Oh so ? Alright. I understand that this room is your personal space."

He moved his feet slowly. Tracing the entire room painted with old ash. His gaze stopped on a medium-sized box in the corner of space.

He stared at Reyhan for a moment. Then, step into the corner of the room where the box is located.

"What is this ?" the question while lifting the golden yellow box that has been infested with dust.

Reyhan was aghast and rushed to grab the box from his hand. "It's nothing, Al. It's just a regular box. I forgot to throw it away."

He looked suspiciously at Reyhan. He caught something Reyhan was hiding about the box. Because, the attitude Reyhan showed was different from usual.

"Why is it that big brother's afraid I'm opening the box ?"

"No, Al. I'm just plain ordinary. This is an unimportant box. I just haven't had time to throw it away."

He did not believe Reyhan's words this time. He felt that Reyhan was hiding something from him.

"We'll just go to the room, yeah, honey. I want to rest. You want to see me okay, don't you, Al ?"

He's speechless.

"Al ?"

"Oh yes. Of course I want to see my husband okay," he replied with a wide forced smile.

He moved along after Reyhan grabbed his hand and passed out. Before the door is completely shut. He turned for a moment towards the golden yellow box that Reyhan had placed carelessly on the workbench in the old ash room.