Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 11

"Mom hear Morgan's back, huh?" Lalisa asked as they had breakfast together in the dining room. A fairly rare moment because lately Audi is rarely at home, even every time Audi comes home, Dava must be out of town.

"Yes, but I'm leaving again. Go to Bali first, anyway. From Bali directly to Beijing."

"Ohh ..." Lalisa looked nodding. "When we haven't met. What a hell he's gone for."

"Here is a busy man, Ma. He's going to college." The papa chimed.

"Yes, anyway."

"Where are you going today, Di?"

Audi silently thought while chewing, then replied after swallowing. "Today Audi is at home, anyway. Why, Ma?"

"Sir papa. Thank God, if you are at home can all handle Aunt Safa. You know, Mama has business with friends."

Dava looked at his wife. "Business bag that you said back then, huh?"

Lalisa nodded. "Yes, Pa. It's good to be nervous, Mama Bosen at home continues. Papa, the hell, forbid Mama's work."

"It's for the common good. After all you don't work I'm still very capable of meeting our needs."

"Yes. But this time it won't take much time. I'm out a few hours at most when it's back."

Dava nodded with a smile. "Originally be careful, Ma. Papa believes any business you can do, because you have experience in that field."

"God ... Papa's good, deh."

"Kiss, dong."

"Fruit!"

Audi rolled his eyes, looking lazy with the scene in front of him. Indeed, the behavior of both is not strange for Audi. He has often caught what is called a kissing scene. Even he had accidentally seen his papa suckling like a baby.

Audi understand. He is an adult and knows what activities are reasonable done husband and wife.

"Papa's leaving, huh?" Dava rose up to shift his chair and drew closer to his wife, peeling off the lightning of his forehead that was returned with a hand kiss as a farewell ritual.

Not to forget the man also kissed the head of Audi with a swipe, then passed to the front room followed by his mother who accompanied the usual delivery.

"Oh yeah, Mama forgot. Yesterday Aunt Safa said something, for you."

A few minutes later, Lalisa's voice suddenly rang out and Audi turned his head. The woman just came back.

Audi cringing. "Give me what, Ma? Make Audi?"

"Yes, for you. Hold on, I'll take it." The mother moved again from the dining room, perhaps to the room.

He soon returned with a small, medium-sized box. "More."

Audi received it with a frown in wonder. Inevitably he was curious and began to open the box accompanied by the gaze of the mother.

Audi flashing. "Hawl?"

"Lha, huh?" Lalisa is the same.

"What order did Aunt give this to me?"

"You don't know, you ask yourself." Lalisa shrugged her shoulders and sat back in her chair continuing to eat.

While Audi was still pensively staring at the hijab in front of him. A rectangular hijab model that looks so smooth and soft. The texture of the fabric seems quite expensive and high quality when compared to other hijabs on the market.

Audi breathed a sigh to close the box again. Maybe later he will thank Aunt Safa. However, something suddenly caught Audi's attention until he closed the box.

Audi took the hijab and watched it closely. He even spread the cloth and examined each side and stopped at one corner where there was a small writing.

Audi frowned, he quoted that angle to see more clearly his writing.

Cla's?

As Audi's heart rumbled, his heart rhythm increased rapidly just by reading that one word.

"This is really from Aunt Safa?"

Lalisa only glanced at him a glance. "He is the one who loves you, really."

Audi was in disbelief. Because no one calls Audi 'Cla' but Ibra.

Audi thumping small. "Tante Safa said something?"

"No. He just said it was for you."

Is he too confident? It could be that the hijab is indeed made specifically by Aunt Safa using the shortest Audi name.

Ja. It could have been.

Audi folded back the hood and put it in the box.

"By the way, Ma."

"Hem?"

"Yesterday there was a woman who was looking for Mas Ibra."

"Female? Who?"

Audi shrugged his shoulders. "Where do I know."

Lalisa seemed to think for a moment. "Keep saying what? Same mother Aunt you're still in the hospital?"

"Yes. At that time Mas Ibra also just left with Jeno. I said it was as it was."

Audi finished his breakfast and then drank up to the toilet.

"Maybe his girlfriend."

The sentence that had just been thrown almost made Audi choke spit out water. Fortunately, he swallowed it until the incident did not happen.

"Ngaco Mama. Boyfriend time? Ibra is married. Is he naughty to duke his wife?"

Lalisa stopped eating. "You don't know yet, do you?"

"What?"

"Ibra is divorced."

Silent. Audi sat in his chair. He wanted to scratch his own ears to make sure his hearing was not damaged.

"What did mama say?"

"Your mother is divorced. Six months ago if it wasn't wrong Mama heard the news from your Papa."

Ibra is divorced? How, I don't know?

Audi is stupid. When I was about to get married Ibra said nothing. Then now split up Audi last year.

"Seriously Mas Ibra divorced, Ma?"

"Yes. Didn't Ibra tell you?"

Notwithstanding. Inner Audi.

"Why divorce?"

"Mama don't know, Papa you also seem to not know the details how. That was Ibra's privacy and family. We have no right to find out, let alone interfere."

Right, anyway.

But Audi was curious. Why did Ibra get divorced? Audi thinks people like Ibra are once-in-a-lifetime adherents, says Lesti Kejora.

Ah, it's been. It's not Audi's business. Right, guys? What does he care for?

Again Audi almost crossed the line with curiosity to Ibra. Stop kepoin people's lives! Just focus on your own life, Audi!

But, how to focus if now the phone is already clinking display a message from Ibra.

Audi opened and read the message lazily.

Mas Ibra: the weather is very bright, like your face.

Ibra wrote that complete with a close up photo of Audi that he had not taken when. Audi himself saw the picture of his face there.

God, Audi never took such a picture before.

Mas fucking Ibra!

Audi screamed inwardly as one more message came.

Mas Ibra: very bright until you lose your glowing.

Audi believes the man is laughing at his heartbreak right now. Basic sucks!