Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 150
"Mas Ibra?" call Audi slowly. He stood nervously beside Ibra who was sitting on the sofa in the middle room.
They were still in Jakarta, in Edzar's old house even though Kenan's funeral had been two days. Ibra said he wanted to spend time alone with Audi, because if he returned to Bandung, Ibra would be preoccupied again by the barrage of work.
In addition, Ibra also plans to follow Kenan up to 7 days. As a result every afternoon after Ashar they leave for the house of Shireen to follow tahlil.
The Audi is very grateful, as long as they go there never once to meet Tantri. Either Shireen what former mother-in-law Ibra, never appeared in front of Ibra and Audi. Maybe Shireen was reluctant to present his mother because he knew he had never gotten along with Audi or Ibra.
Ibra turned to look at the wife who was still standing with her hands clasped together. Ibra frowned gently before then asking. "Why, Honey?"
He grabbed Audi's fingers, then pulled them closer until they fell on his lap. "What's wrong? You're craving again?"
Audience shakes.
"Then?"
"That's .. I want to buy something," tweeted Audi.
"Shirt?"
"Bag."
Ibra. "What bag?"
Audi immediately took out his phone from his pocket, showing a photo of the item in question.
"But it's expensive. I guess I can, right?"
"How many?"
"Fifty million small."
Fifty million small is fifty million more.
Ibra smiled shadyly. This is what I love about Audi. Want to buy goods as expensive and cheap as anything he always asked permission first on Ibra. Ibra itself never once forbade Audi to buy this.
"Yes already bought," cetus Ibra easy.
"Yes not papa. Order it."
Audi smile. "Thank you."
"Together, Honey. You order me a t-shirt, dong."
"What shirt?"
"short. Mas' favorite brand there is a new product outin. You see it in the official store."
"Oh, okay, I'll see" said Audi, as he began fiddling with his phone.
While Ibra did not stop looking at him in the shade, her hand rubbed the delicate thighs of Audi.
"Cla?"
"Hem?"
"What's your store? Smoothly?"
"Alhamdulillah, fluent. We started opening online stores as well to expand the reach of consumers."
Ibra agreed. "Yes, that's better. I've seen lately you're just as busy. Don't be too tired, okay? You're pregnant, you need more rest."
Audi fold lips. This must be because a few days ago Audi stayed up late checking financial recaps and stock items. "Yes, I don't work very often. Now Ajeng is more prepared with the store, because he also might understand how I am again."
Smiling in the shade, Ibra rubbed Audi's forehead, brushing off the hair that some seemed to get in the way. "Yes, but if you can, don't go overtime like that. They are worried about your health. That vitamin from the doctor still likes to be drunk, doesn't it?"
Audi, who had fully removed the attention from the phone, then looked up to look at Ibra anxious. He pinches both cheeks Ibra geregatan. "Yes, Masku. I won't stay up late - stay up again if nothing really matters. Keep on, the vitamins from the doctor are safe, still like me to drink on time. Satisfied, Honey?"
Ibra just chuckled. He rubbed into Audi's nose and kissed the former pinch. "No, Honey. You have not done something that can make Mas really satisfied," he said full of meaning.
His eyes looked at Audi complicated, until shortly Audi hit the hand of the man who had been perched on his thigh. "What, anyway, fumbling mulu? Buy the bag first!"