Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 109

THE LAKA OF DEATH THE SALATIGA INTERSECTION. CLAUDIA MAREETA HALIM'S SELEGRAM CAR WAS BADLY DAMAGED AFTER THE COLLISION. TWO PEOPLE DIED.

News of the Audi accident has been reported everywhere. From morning, afternoon, evening, even until the night of the tragic incident did not escape the attention of the media.

Video of seconds of the white Alphard car being hit hard by a container of oil and gas until it was toppled spread on social media and broadcasting. The video was taken from street CCTV.

Some people blame drivers from both sides who are considered less careful when crossing the T-junction. Some others also blame traffic signs that are in fact often error in the region.

Even so, everyone still wishes the best and hopes the local government of the deadly scene can improve important facilities such as traffic signs on the road.

The entire Halim family was overwhelmed by the misfortune that Audi and his team had experienced, as well as fellow celebrities and youtubers, even some celebrities and models who had one stage with Audi, they were abuzz with Claudia Halim's hastage.

Lalisa and Dava immediately left Bandung to Salatiga to pick up their daughter. Laka death that claimed two lives really hit hard big family who are quite prominent in Bandung.

Ramadhan which should bring warmth and peace, who would have thought it would be an impossible wound to forget.

Understanding the condition of Audi's parents who were in severe shock, Safa and Edzar manah fully accompanied them, along the journey did not escape trying to calm the two.

Not much different from the big family of Halim, Ibra who was far away in the country people also felt the pounding of a big storm in his heart. The man seemed to lose the foundation that made him unfocused while serving.

As much as possible Ibra held back her legs who wanted to run to the airport and fly back to Indonesia. It was not until a while ago that Ibra arrived in Bangkok to escort the president to the state meeting.

Although Ibra still carries out the task well, but the look and look of the eye can not lie to the world. The usual bright view full of energy now seemed to disappear by gloom. It was clearly realized by his colleagues, even the president himself secretly noticed one of his guards.

When off the service, call it Ibra got time to rest, the defense that since hours ago he held in the end overflowed as well. Ibra cried before she even entered the room.

In the middle of the narrow hallway Ibra sat down with his head lowered. He was shaken with his shoulders shaking violently. His hands clasped tightly onto the phone he had previously used to call.

"Ibra, you're patient. Hold your emotions. Mami hope this disaster does not necessarily make you think short. Relax, Son. Mami as a parent represents you who cannot be next to Audi at this time. We are still in the process of picking up Audi in Salatiga, still waiting for confirmation from the hospital and the police and local authorities. Calm yourself first, at least your heartbeat does not make tight when boarding the plane, then you can go home, son."

The words of the mother that the woman said in a vibrating tone made Ibra even harder to get her focus. His brain is empty now. Ibra is really in a confused phase not knowing what to do. He was too shocked by everything, too incredulous that grief could come at any moment.

Ibra's heart was sad to read Audi's last WhatsApp message that he had not been able to reply. Suddenly he absorbed again the words of the uwa about his work that was minimal time for Audi. Now it is proven, even to just reciprocate the news Ibra was not able to do well.

Amidst the deep sorrow Ibra felt, she was unaware that a pair of legs had stopped right in front of her. The man nodded, touching his shoulder slowly.

"Son Ibra?"

Ibra was stunned for a moment. Slowly he looked up and found the commander who was looking at him with dignity. Ibra who was already overwhelmed with sadness was unable to say a word. Until he arrived where the commander held out a neatly folded letter right before his eyes.

"Official letter of permission from the President. You can take a flight tonight. Go home."

Ibra pecked, trying to digest the sentence just now. Somehow the President could have sent down a letter in his mind, but Ibra was certainly very - very grateful for his compassion.

With a slightly shaking hand Ibra received the letter from the commander. The commander patted Ibra on the shoulder and said again. "Do you need a friend or can you go home alone?"

Ibra knew the commander was very close to Edzar, his papi. But beyond that he really cares about every member.

"I can be alone" whispered Ibra Parau. "Thank you."

Commander nodded. "Greet Halim's family, then."

Back Ibra nodded. His tongue was as if it was a joke to just answer a piece of the word 'ready' as usual.

Ibra stared at the departure of the commander who left the passageway. He looked down at the license in his hand. A letter made suddenly using the President's direct handwriting with an official stamp.

For a moment Ibra was silent, her eyes were red. Repeatedly doing respiration in order to get a little calm. Ibra opens the phone, looking for the fastest flight tickets still available.

When he could, Ibra stood up slowly and walked in and cleaned her things in the room. He then called the mother who immediately lifted him in a few seconds.

"Ibra's coming home tonight" Ibra said.

Cla, I hope it's not too late. I'm asking you to wait a minute, right, honey?