Dusk (And Taste)
Chapter 91

“Sssshhhh,” ringisnya slowly while putting a hand on his left chest. The pain came back saying hello.

“Hold, Reyhan. Withstands. You must be strong. Soon you will reach home,” he said strengthen yourself.

He increasingly spurred the speed of the car in his vehicle to get home quickly. That way, he immediately also met the wife who was pregnant with his first child was in good condition. The words that flowed from Tasya's lips made a tremendous fear ambush him without the slightest mercy.

“I'll make sure you're always okay, Al. Although my life will be the bet.”

Reyhan loudly honked his car horn when he reached the black and tall gate. He could not wait to get in to see his wife.

After the gate is wide open. He drove off his car quickly and stopped in the yard of his mansion. Open the car door and slam it hard.

He ran quickly into the house. No matter the taste that becomes increasingly merciless. Jua on the sweat that has poured out his body that began to look skinny.

“Kak! What's up ?” farhan asked astonished as he passed by in the living room.

“Nadhira where ?”

Farhan threw his gaze in all directions that his net could reach. “It looks like Brother Nadhira hasn't come down since this morning. Farhan has not met him.”

Without responding to Farhan's words. It just passed. Making his little brother throw a confused look at him.

His steps stopped in the middle of the stairs when the pain was no longer able to hold. He gripped his chest firmly. With a limp step he tried to continue his steps towards the room. Hold on to the stairs so he doesn't fall.

He turned the unlocked door knob. His wife was engrossed with a book in her hand that she read in a lying position.

His heart was relieved and calm. “Aleea ?” call him softly while walking limped towards the bed where Nadhira laid his body.

Nadhira was shocked to see her messy condition and got up close to her.

“I'm fine, Al. I'm fine,” he said softly.

Nadhira shook his head. “No! Sister is not okay.” He led Reyhan's body to sit at the top of the bed.

“Please wait a minute. I will get water and medicine brother first,” said Nadhira as he rose from his seat.

He pulled his wife's hand slowly while shaking his head. “No need, Al. Let me take it myself. You don't move too much.”

“Just taking water and sister medicine will not have a bad effect on my womb. Just relax.”

His burly hand pulled Nadhira's small body into the embrace. “Don't go,” he whispered softly and heartrendingly. “Do not go.”

“What's up?” nadhira asked as she stroked her husband's back.

He nodded and whispered the same words. “Do not go.” Hugs loosening. His hands were helpless.

“Say ?” call Nadhira slowly.

There's no answer. Just silence.

Nadhira shook his burly body. However, there is no movement. Panicking is not playing.

“Mama!” nadhira shouted as loudly as he could.

“Honey, wake.” Nadhira again shook Reyhan's body which was still in his arms. Trying to lay him on the bed. However, because Reyhan's body is too big and the energy he has is still weak. He is totally incapable of doing that.

“Mama!” yell Nadhira again. Tears are beginning to collapse.

“Build. Don't be like this,” whispered Nadhira in Reyhan's ear along with his sobs getting stronger.

Suddenly the door opened hard. “What's up, Brother ?” asked Farhan who had just entered his room.

“Help me to lay Brother Reyhan's body. She's sick and unconscious.”

Reyhan immediately helped his brother-in-law. “How can it be like this, Sister ?”

“I also do not know,” said Nadhira interjected crying.

“Kak Nadhira relax. Farhan will contact Dharma Doctor to immediately check on Reyhan.”

Nadhira just nodded. He saw Farhan pass from his room. “Honey, wake up. Me here. Won't leave you. I promise.”

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Two hours of walking was felt for a long time. He stared at the eyelids that had not yet had any open signs. The hand that always embraces him is held and elus slowly. He gave every feeling he had.

His stomach churned again after smelling the aroma of cooking that was out of nowhere. He ran to the bathroom in his room. He took whatever he could out of his stomach.

“Nak, you eat first, yes. After that take the vitamins that the doctor gave you,” said Mama while massaging her nape.

He cleaned his mouth with water rushing from the tap. His body feels very weak. However, imagining herself helpless when her husband had not woken up from her stupor made her try hard.

“Mama help, yes, Darling.”

Mama embraced her body. She took him back to sit next to her husband, who was still lying with his pale face. Saddled look.

“Kak Reyhan will be fine ‘kan, Ma ?” I asked without looking at my mom.

“Iya, Son. Reyhan must be fine.you pray’ lest Reyhan soon siuman.”

The fingers from the palm he held moved slowly. He stared at that face for a moment. Seeing lips move and reciting sentences in a small voice.

“Do not! Don't touch him. Please beg.”

Reyhan's small voice could still be captured clearly. He knitted his eyebrows together.

“Ma, Brother Reyhan,” he said as he looked at the face of Mama who was standing behind him.

Mom quickly sat down beside the bed. “Nak, wake up, Honey. Mama is here with Nadhira.”

“Do not touch him. Please, Yes. Don't.”

“Tasya ?” he said repeating Mama's words.

“Women who met you at the office some time ago. Who treats you like a waiter. Remember, Son ?”

He nodded. “Then, why did Brother Reyhan mention his name, Ma ?”

“Mama don't know.”

“Reyhan ? Awake, Honey. Poor wife is so worried about you.”

Still with closed eyes. Reyhan shook his head strongly. His hand was firmly grasping Nadhira's small hand. The sweat poured endlessly wet the shirt that had not been replaced.

“Elmeera!” reyhan shouted with his perfect eyes open.

The grasp fell off immediately hearing the name her husband said. His heart stopped beating. Tight chest.

“What is this ?” whispers in the heart.

His eyes began to fade. A sign that there is a puddle created in his eyelids.

“Elmeera ?” he said with a thin smile.

Mama looked at him for pity.

“Say ?”

Reyhan's call didn't care at all. He passed away even though his hand was scuffed by Reyhan.

“Al ? Where are you going ?"

“I just want to get off for a while. Stay a while with Mama,” he said in a trembling voice.

His chest really felt. He doesn't know. Whether it was tight because of her relapsing asthma or tight hearing the name that had been called her husband.

He hit his chest slowly with a clenched hand. Subjugating body. Then sob softly.

“Why are you, son ?” ask Mama attentively.

He nodded and smiled at Mama. “Nadhira is fine, Ma.”

With the back of his hand he wiped his tears. “Titip Brother Reyhan for a moment, yes, Ma. Nadhira came down to get some water for her first.”

“Let Mama only. You are pregnant young. Your content is of course still very vulnerable.”

“It's okay, Ma.”

“No. Quiet here. Mama knows how you feel.”

He's speechless.

“The company of your husband. Talk later if the situation has improved.”

His gaze was soft on Mama. Her tears are shed.

“Don't cry,” Mama said while removing the trail of tears that passed her cheeks.

He walked slowly towards Reyhan who was still faithful in the bed. Sitting on the lip of the bed with a chest that still feels tight.

Face bowed. Sometimes he takes a rough breath.

“Say ?” call Reyhan to hold his hand. “Why you ?

He nodded and tried to smile. “I'm fine.”

“I saw something happen to you. I'm right, ‘kan ?”

He threw away his gaze.

“If nothing happens. Why are you crying like that, honey ? Tell me.”

Her lower lip was bitten hard. His chest is getting tighter. His breathing began to drift.

“Awww,” groans and holds her cramped stomach.

“Aleea ?” Reyhan got up with great difficulty as his panic saw his wife in pain.

“Why with your stomach, Al ?” reyhan asked as he touched his shoulder.

“My stomach hurts, Brother.” He gripped the sheets lining his bed.

Reyhan panicked not playing. But he doesn't know what to do. His body is still very weak.

“Kak, sick,” groans again.

The mother who had just entered her room immediately ran over. “What's up?”

“Mama Aelea's stomach hurts. How is this ? Did something happen with the content ?”

“We are going to the Hospital now,” said Mama in a panic that she was trying to hide from her two children.

“Reyhan ? Rest up! Let Mama accompany Nadhira.”

“But, Ma..”

“Do not argue! If you keep getting sick like that. Who will look after your wife later ?”

Reyhan just kept silent to hear Mama's words. He calls himself a useless husband.