Dusk For Nathan 2
18

It was still dark, but the clock had shown at six in the morning. Maybe the weather is cloudy. I came out of the room when I heard the sound of people cooking from the kitchen.

" You're the one who's cooking, Nath?" I was surprised to see Nathan stirring rice on a frying pan. I think the cook is Bu Fitri. Apparently Nathan.

Nathan simply smiled faintly and continued his activities. I approached her and noticed her who was already very good at cooking. Since when can she cook. Thinking about it made me subconsciously smile to myself.

" Gio hasn't woken up yet?" Ask without looking at me.

" Not yet."

" Sweep playing him. You come too." My word.

Nathan immediately prepared his fried rice on the plate for us to have breakfast. Not to forget he also made egg ceplok as a complement. It looks delicious from the aroma and appearance of its cuisine.

" When can you cook?" Askaqua.

" In fact from school." The answer.

" Oh yeah? How I don't know." I'm not believing.

He's nodding. " When I work. I can never cook again. That's why you don't know." Evidently.

" That's lucky to be your wife." Gurauku's.

" It can be."

" You have breakfast first. I'm gonna go give it to Mom first." Nathan said and passed by leaving me at the dinner table.

' Lucky for the woman who became his life partner. She will be treated like a queen.' I murmured in my heart. I want to re-establish our love. But does he still want me. Look at his attitude so far. He seemed to be keeping a great distance from me.

Fifteen minutes passed. Nathan didn't come out of Bu Fitri's room. I decided to follow him into the room. Slowly I opened the door to Bu Fitri's room and how filled my heart was to see Nathan patiently feeding his mother. Very gentle and loving.

At first I wanted to say hello to Bu Fitri but it was not good to disturb the moment. I slowly closed the door to the room. And back to the dining table.

How soft Nathan's heart was. Sometimes I wonder why God made it so perfect. What a handsome face. A gentle attitude is also a soft heart. When a woman knows how she. It's gonna be that woman's dream. I used to be that lucky lady. But now it looks like Nathan's heart is no longer for me. His attitude seems ordinary in front of me.

" Light, I want to see you." Nathan's words surprised me.

I smiled and immediately entered Bu Fitri's room.

Bu Fitri smiled kindly looking at my presence. I kissed the back of the woman's hand. His body was much thinner the last time we met. But the situation is much better.

" I'm glad you're here."He spoke softly and held my hand.

" I'm also happy to see you." I said as I continued to hold back my cries. It is sad to see the current state of Bu Fitri.

" Gio's still sleeping?"

" Yes, Mom." I answered and suddenly the clear grains just fell from my eye. Hunt me to wipe it.

" Don't be sad, Dusk. I've been so much better." He seemed to be able to guess what made me so sad.

" Sorry twilight, Mom. Dusk did not come when Ayuna died."

" Not papa." Bu Fitri softened her voice even more and gently stroked my shoulder as if to strengthen me. " How are you doing now?" Ask to divert the conversation.

" Okay, Mom."

" Mommy and your papa?" Ask Bu Fitri again.

" Mama and Papa are dead, Mom." Reply lirih. I still remember how painful it was to lose my parents.

" No papa, Mom. A few months ago, Mom and Dad had an accident. So, now I live alone with Gio." I tried to smile to tell her how my life was. Just a small part of what I told you. The rest let me keep it.

" You are patient." I'm nodding. " Let's just say Mother is your own mother. You're free to come here any time." Bu Fitri sounds very wise. His warm and gentle manner made anyone comfortable.

" When there's a lot of pain, it's not good for his future wife Nathan."

" Angel you mean?" Ask Bu Fitri. I'm nodding. " Mom doesn't agree. Mom will be healed soon. Let me take Nathan with me. I don't want her to marry Angel." Bu Fitri's grouse looks bad.

I just smiled in response. Not knowing whether to be happy or sad. I can't confirm everything. Nathan never made clear anything. Let it be like this again we are in this relationship. Tortured for sure. But if I had to express my feelings. I wouldn't want to. It reminds me of my attitude.

" That's Grandma and Mama." Nathan suddenly enters Bu Fitri's room with Gio.

" Granny." Gio directly descended from Nathan's sling and hugged Bu Fitri tightly.

" Grandmother's grandchild is big." Bu Fitri looks very happy.

" Yes dong, Grandma."

Nathan was seen coming out of Bu Fitri's room. I also went after Nathan. Don't want me to bother Gio and Bu Fitri who are giving up longing. Only Nathan's family can truly accept Gio's presence.

" How's your head? Does it still hurt?" I asked and sat down in the chair next to Nathan.

" Slight."

" We're going to the hospital." Let me worry about his condition.

" No need. I don't want to prolong last night either." Said again.

I was a little surprised to hear that. " Angel's gone too far, Nathan." I don't agree with his decision.

" Let this be my problem at dusk."

I was silent at his words. He's correct. I have no right to interfere in his affairs. I'm not a who-who.

" If you want to go home. Just say. Let me take you." He said again and left me.

That's how cold her attitude is to me. Does the feeling really disappear from your heart. It hurts when love returns to clapping one hand.

" I still love you, Nath." Mumamku. I'm sure he won't hear it.

*****

Bu Fitri was walking. His balance has not recovered and the muscles in his legs still feel stiff if moved. Slowly he walked and Nathan always took care of his mother. His face looked delighted at the progress his mother had shown. Gio also looks enthusiastic to see Bu Fitri is learning to walk. He cheered while prancing around.

" Oh, Son. I'm tired." He said with a sweat drenching his forehead.

" Sit slowly." Nathan reminded.

" Nathan. I think I'll be home this afternoon." I told Nathan. Momentarily Bu Fitri looked at me with an unwilling look I went home quickly. Nathan just glanced at her glance and averted his gaze again.

" Not tomorrow?" Ms. Fitri still hopes I postpone my return.

" It's not good with the neighbors, Mom."

" No papa. You and Nathan are still the same."

" He's got a future husband, Mom." Nathan's Sahut preceded me.

Ms. Fitri looks surprised as well as I. What does it mean he talks like that. The man she was referring to was Reza. Didn't I tell you Reza wasn't who I was.