Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 10

"When did you get back from Beijing? How come, not ngabarin first?"

"Udah from 5 days ago, anyway. Hehe, intentionally surprise."

"Well from 5 days but new intentions now? Wow, how bad are you."

Morgan laughed, "I'm lazy, because you must have asked for souvenirs. Hahaha ..."

Audi's rails turned flat. "So you don't bring me souvenirs?"

Trying to ease the laughter, Morgan immediately replied. "Bring, dong. Well, you guys have Ajeng too, yeah."

Hearing that Audi suddenly folded his lips withholding a smile. "Aren't you going straight to the guy?"

Morgan grimaced while scratching his nape confused. "Well, yeah. It will not be as perfect as it is. In the afternoon I have to go to Bali, continue from Bali directly to Beijing again."

Audi rolled his eyes, "Reason. Tell me you're afraid of salting if you meet the guy."

Morgan denied, "Where is there! Why do I have to salting the bongsor?"

"Cih, ngatain. Though secretly stalking-in her every time."

Morgan choked on his own spit. "Who said! No, tuh. Sok knows. Huh, ah. I have to go back, I want to stop Mami Arisan."

He looked overwhelmed and tried to avoid.

"Consider, watch out for being fooled again."

"No way," said Morgan confidently.

"Relatedly? By the way, Ajeng again want to seriously diet, you know. Yesterday he pointed his instructor at me. What a crazy handsome. I doubt that Ajeng is strong enough to charm."

"But good, deh. Who knows he could move on from you."

"meaning?" sewot Morgan's.

"I? I don't mean anything, I'm."

"Although I indirectly tell you, anyway. If you like to reveal it, do not prestige. Entar pas has been dragged by new people deh nyesel. Are you ashamed that Ajeng is not as slim as your dream girl?"

"You confided again, huh?" Morgan even taunted Audi.

God fucking.

"Well, the point is so. Since I'm the one who's alone, you should know the risk of harboring that sense of how. Between courage and letting go. If you don't dare to reveal, then you must be ready to let go."

But it looks like Morgan remains stubborn and rejects Audi's message. "He knows the wise" he sighed. "Udah, yes, I want to go home. Bye, Baby ..."

Audi's clucking almost hit Morgan. "Stop calling me that if you don't want people to misunderstand me!"

Morgan only laughed before entering the car and missing from the presence of Audi.

Audi wastes his rough breathing. He lifted two large tote bags that each contained items for himself and Ajeng.

An amused laugh came out of Audi's mouth when he looked at the two who turned out to be different. Believing not to believe Ajeng has more.

"That kunyuk still wants to avoid his feelings? Ck, ck, ck .. from here it's clear he's favoritism." The audi shook as he entered the house.

In the afternoon Audi had a shooting near Lembang. He and the team left there, and as usual if the ad taking will take a long time. Audi can only go home in the afternoon before and adzan magrib reverberated.

On the way suddenly Audi got a message. Foreign numbers not listed in contact. At first Audi wanted to ignore, but when he read at a glance in the notification he would not want to click the message.

[It's Mas. You save, yeah.]

Audi retaliated.

[Mas Ibra?]

[Yes.]

[What are you doing again?]

Audi breathed. He did not immediately reply to Ibra's message and let her forget and unconsciously fall asleep.

"Why, Mommy?" Audi asked raucously. It seems she is still sleepy.

"awake. Eat first hayuk. The kids are in."

Audi lifted his head from the seat back and circulated a slight glance. "What time is it, Ma'am?"

"Eighteen thirty."

"Half seven?"

"Yes. Let's go down."

Audi complied and accepted Tian's invitation, which led him into the Sundanese restaurant.

"Don! Patience, gih!" madam Tian exclaimed at one of the team members. "Mat, temenin," he said to one man.

Mardon and Mamat quickly ordered food. Mamat, the man's real name is Matias, but the team members label him as Mamat. Let it be more beautiful and beautiful he said.

Audi sat quietly while waiting. He took the phone out of his pocket and opened the green messaging app. And suddenly Audi's eyes were a little fusillade considering he forgot to ignore Ibra's message.

Yes, yes, let it go. Audi is also not obliged to respond.

But a second later he was made to jump almost dropping the phone. Ibra's number was again listed, this time as a caller.

God, what does he want, anyway?

Audi hesitated to lift it, "Hello?" He glanced at his friends who also had a glance at Audi. Moreover, Madam Tian, the woman looked curious even if only for a moment.

"Why is my message not answered?" todong Ibra direct.

"Ah, yes? I fell asleep in the car" replied Audi modestly and tried to remain calm.

Do not let the look provoke the taste of the people there. If not, die already.

"Where did it come from?" ask Ibra curious.

"There's a shooting ad in Lembang."

"Oh .. Now where is it?"

"Eat with friends."

"Mas Ibra what do you want for an Audi phone?"

"Can't really? We used to call."

Audi clucking. He chose to move a little away from the people. "Yes that was. It's different."

"What difference?" Ibra sounds challenging.

I don't know why but Audi feels that guy sucks. Ibra's tone really upset Audi.

"Mas Ibra is married. Is it still appropriate to call unclear to other girls?" Finally Audi is also.

Silent. No sound from Ibra. I don't know what the guy was doing. It would be great if he absorbed Audi's words.

Not long ago crasak crusks were heard across the phone. Audi frowned when Ibra was talking to someone.

"Okay, I'll be there soon" he said to no one.

"Cla, Mas close first, yeah. I can't call for long because of the job. You be careful going home. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam," said Audi slightly confused.

He also shrugged his shoulders indifferently. Rushed Audi back to his desk which turned out to be full of tempting dishes.

Fried gurame fish complete with matah sambal and tasteful lime juice. There are also kale in the plecing and some other dishes are no less tempting.

Audi's stomach twitching. He was in a hurry to wash his hands and began to devour everything impatiently, forgetting for a moment about Ibra who lately behaved strangely according to him.