Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 107

Towards the magrib, Audi and his team went for a walk all looking for an iftar menu. As usual, they will not miss photos every time they travel. Just like in Bandung, there is also often heard praise from the nearest mosques during the seconds before the adhan. The difference is that some are heard using Javanese which Audi does not understand at all.

About ten minutes of breaking time, they finally decided to stop by a food stall and wait until the adzan magrib arrived. Fortunately there is also ice fruit that can relieve their thirst all day.

Finish breaking and praying magrib at the nearest mosque, Audi, Mba Tian and others continue hunting food around the special area that contains street vendors.

Grilled meatballs, sottang, canticles, and many more including typical food there that managed to spoil the stomach. For hours they walk to and fro, moving from one place to another until finally stopping by again at a tripe meatball shop.

There is no satiety when Matthias says. Though tomorrow Audi must meet the brand, many times Mba Tian reminded for fear of anything happening with Audi's body. If fat feels a bit impossible, but if suddenly acne appears that is dangerous.

"Udah, yuk, back to the hotel?" Tian said to Audi and their team members. Everyone is busy leaning on the sagging.

"But, Mba, wait for me to walk." Audi is lazy.

"That's right, what Mba said. The out-of-fasting you become frantic. What's the bloating tomorrow, Di?"

"No way, I'm anti-fat - fat club," said Audi confidently, while stroking his flat stomach.

Tian was breathing. It's hard to talk to someone with high confidence. Here Audi is convinced that the food he eats will not cause anything to his body.

Unfortunately what Audi saw was only the effects of body changes, the girl did not think about other effects in health. The smallest thing, at least Audi thinks spicy foods that enter the stomach can cause diarrhea. If tomorrow Audi has diarrhea, Berabe has scheduled a meeting with the brand that has been agreed.

The night is getting late. Audi and Tian and their team decided to return to the hotel in preparation for tomorrow's shoot. In addition to photo shoot ads, Audi also completed a content shoot that had been delayed for some time.

"Mba, I was suddenly thinking about canceling the contract, huh?" knocking Audi suddenly, made Tian and everyone in the car stare at him.

"What?" sahut everything simultaneously.

"Lha, why? Ngadi - ngadi aja Mba Di," said Matias who also hailed Mardon.

Audi freaks out. "Don't know. I just want to be lazy - lazy tomorrow. Can't, can you?"

Tian clucked flatly. "Di, don't start, deh."

Audi blinked plain. "What?"

"You like weird sometimes. Dizziness, Mba."

Audi who feels ordinary, just shrugged indifferently and continued to brain - atik fishdom game on his phone.

***

While in the other hemisphere, Ibra seemed to contemplate after he woke up in the middle of the night. He rubbed the sweat that condensed on the forehead and temples.

Ibra had just slept a few minutes before midnight, precisely after he returned home from duty, following the change of service apple.

Ibra cleared her throat feeling dry. He took a breath before he got up and left the bed. Ibra came out of the room to coincide with Ben who had just appeared from the direction of the front room. The man brought an empty bowl of the fragrance Ibra knew it was a former instant noodle.

Ben paused to look at Ibra. "Lha, awake? New feeling of your sleep?"

This certainly makes Ben blink wonder. "What's wrong? You want? Up finished. But in the kitchen there's still stock."

But Ibra nodded. "No. I just suddenly remembered Audi," he murmured softly.

Ben frowned inside. "Audi your boyfriend? Then you guys are already? Since when? Crazy, for a long time I did not hear about the half-religious woman, you are already so. Be honest again, dong? Truly real completes half religion."

Ben still remembers Ibra's conversation about the girl named Audi.

"Why think of him? The kangen? Ehalah, Booss .. You could also be upset because of women."

Ibra. "Who are you hanging out with?"

"What?" Ben asked back.

"You're being confused isn't good to hear. Amused," said Ibra, flat.

He melengos leaving Ben scratching his own head. "For the Majid is certain, nih. I'm so bawling abis confide in him. Ck ck ck Ibra is also very observant."

Ben follows Ibra into the kitchen. He found that the man was also cooking noodles like Ben before. But one thing caught Ben's attention.

"Bra, are you daydreaming about feelings? Think what, anyway? Don't take it too late, horrified that I have to find a shaman where," Ben joked arbitrarily.

Ibra ignored the joke of her friend. He looked down at the boiling water in the pot. Ibra took three tablespoons of vegetables to fill her bowl filled with seasoning powder, then dipped the noodles and stirred them until cooked. After completion Ibra filters the noodles and serves them in a bowl that has been filled with sauce earlier.

Until now, the way Ibra noodles are served still makes Ben feel strange. Generally the noodle soup is taken along with the noodles themselves. But Ibra is other than the others. Instead, Ibra always separates the water first for the sauce, watering the seasoning in the bowl. He said it was more delicious and savory, the sauce also felt cleaner and clearer.

Alah. Sometimes Ben's brain doesn't follow Ibra's habits.

"Dream again. You dyed it in the hand for a long time, too" snorted Ben. "Why, anyway? Not usually confused?"

"I'm out of dreams" I'm Ibra at last.

Ben cringing. "What dream?"

"Flipped teeth" cetus Ibra.

This time Ben nodded. He did not laugh because he saw Ibra so seriously. "Then?"

Ibra seemed to be breathing heavily. "Say parents, such a dream can be a bad sign. They say the dream of a dislodged tooth could indicate someone is going to die."

"gdnt ... Pasha ...." Ben's laughter broke instantly. He bent down to hold his stomach so gel heard Ibra's statement. Her tears even had a laughing effect.

"Why are you laughing? I'm serious."

Got a serious face Ibra, inevitably Ben reluctantly too. "Yes time? So, what does this have to do with your boyfriend?" Now he began to follow the flow and asked no less seriously.

Ibra. "Eitherway. I don't know why my heart is worried about him either."