Dusk Rainbow

Devan's worries

Without knocking on the door and greeting, Devan ran over to Raisya who was still busy taking down the prescription for the patient in front of him. Devan grabbed Raisya's body and twisted it.

"You're okay, right?" devan asked worriedly.

The patient who was still faithful sitting in the chair smiled at Devan's panic. Though it is clear Raisya is fine, but still in question.

"No" Raisya replied confusedly, not understanding her husband's strange attitude.

After hearing that remark, Devan grabbed Raisya's body and grabbed him tightly. He did not care to say more, which is certainly his heart is now back to normal after a while fighting with his chest.

"Sister, let go first, I work" said Raisya.

Finally Devan lifted his embrace and loosened the tie wrapped around his neck.

"Sorry, Ma'am. This is a recipe that must be redeemed," Raisya thrusts a small piece of paper in front of the patient.

"Thank you, Doctor. Excuse me first." After shaking hands with Raisya, the woman came out. Raisya and Devan are in the room.

"Said Afif earlier you almost fell down the stairs, is that true?" tanya Devan continued an awkward question.

Raisya closes the book and turns to sitting on the sofa helping Devan take off his shoes.

"Yes, he helped me. Maybe if there's no Afif, I'm falling down and don't know how I'm doing anymore."

Still clearly remembered, how the position of Raisya earlier. You can be sure his head will hit and injured. 

"Next time don't be careless, I don't want anything to happen to you." Devan stroked Raisya's head covered in a white hijab. 

"It's not time for you to go home yet, why did you get here?" raisya asked as she looked at the clock that was coiled in her hand.

Devan crunched his seat, eroding the distance between the two.

"I'm worried about you, so I'm coming straight here, and I'm telling you tonight that you're telling us to go home for dinner."

Raisya's face changed, her smile dimmed in light of her increasingly stretched relationship with Syakila.

"Why you?" devan asked seriously. 

"Sister has to help me talk to Syakila, it looks like she's still mad at me, I just want to know where I went wrong."

"You have nothing wrong, just let him be like that, I'm sure if his ego has gone down, he will find you. Now that you are an older brother, don't beg him anymore Devan stressed. 

Devan had secretly talked with Syakila, only the woman did not want to talk and chose silently. 

Finally, Raisya was silent, for now he was lazy if he had to argue with people.

Raisya takes care of the return papers of Naimah ma'am, today he is busy to have to ignore Devan who is in his room. Susan did not want to meet Devan and chose to accompany her mother who was in the nursery. 

Raisya went down to meet one of the hospital officials, he talked about the issue of the administrative costs of care Bu Naimah. She did not want help from anyone else, including her husband. 

"Why is the doctor taking care of the patient himself? Does Naimah's mother have no other family?" ask one of the other hospital staff. 

"We started with one father and one mother, so all are brothers including sisters."

The woman who was typing the laptop in front of him smiled proudly recognized as a brother. 

"If it were my sibling's doctor, surely mom would have dumped me."

And finally the one in the room laughed and heard the words of Sister Eli.

Just turning her body, Raisya looked at Syakila and Afif who had just stepped out of the elevator. He dispelled his awkwardness by publishing a smile on his gloom, though there was no reply, at least he greeted kindly. 

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As Mother requested, Devan came to the house at eight o'clock after Isya's prayer'. Naimah and Susan are at home. It was Raisya's duty to meet their needs before Naimah's mother fully recovered.

"But if a fellow brother is silent for more than three days a great sin, Brother."

"It's not your fault either, I've tried to talk, but she's been squeaky in response."

I have to ask your mother for help.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Devan as he opened the main door.

Simultaneous answers were heard from the middle room. It turned out that there had been gathered all his brothers including the twins who threw pillows at each other.

"Not long after that, I miss." Asyifa scattered to embrace Raisya who had just approached Mother. The twins went up and queued behind Ashifa.

Catching the unpleasant smells from his sister's attitude, Devan took one step forward and confronted the two.

''What do you want?" ask Devan to investigate.

"You're hugging Raisya's brother, he's our brother." Daffa looked at Daffi with eyebrows rising and falling.

Devan takes turns with the twins.

"Don't look for opportunities in narrowness" he said.

Daffa and Daffi giggled to see Devan's face filled with jealousy, while Afif who was on the sofa smiled faintly at their togetherness. Syakila was busy pressing the TV remote button looking for her favorite chanel. 

"Honey, we're going to the dining room yuk! I think the mother cooked well," invited Devan to grab Raisya's hand and take her to the kitchen, avoiding Syakila who looked pouty.

"Mother wants me to help," Raisya bargained when she saw Mommy arranging food with other maids.

"No, you help me eat."

Devan immediately sat down and picked up the food that had been presented in front of him.

Almost Raisya opened his mouth to complain about his problem with Syskila, he undoes his intention, for him it is his own business and does not need to involve others, including the mother. 

"Mother, where's Dad?" raisya asked, since coming he has not seen Mahesa's father. 

"In the room, out soon."

Again the twins came and sat on the left and right sides of Devan. They miss out on judging his older brother who is super possessive of Raisya.

"Mother, why was I not the only one who was betrothed to Raisya's sister" Daffa's god. 

Devan stopped his hand that had gone into the jar to pick up the atomic nuts. The tail of his eyes looked at Daffa with a sharp gaze like a drawn sword and ready to scratch the wound.

"Yes Mother, I also want to be betrothed to Raisya's brother," said Daffi who increasingly makes Devan's blood boil. His firm jaw hardened and both hands clenched.

Seeing Devan's anger rising, Raisya immediately approached him.

"If betrothed to one of you, I will refuse" said Raisya who was able to cool Devan's entire body.

"Why is it rejected, I will be handsome" Daffa said confidently. The narcissistic soul of the father is also attached.

"Because I don't want to get married in a row like you guys."

Wow..wah...Raisya underestimated me. He didn't know that my gun was more antique than Devan's. 

Daffi who could hear his brother's heart language could only laugh a little. 

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