Calibra: A Delayed Taste
EXTRA PARTS

"Mother, which father, anyway? How, long time?" Farzan scowled while wiggling his legs hanging in the air. The boy was sitting on a bench. His face scowled with sharp furrowed brows, a sign that he was already at the peak of vexation. "Falzan lapel tau!"

"Patience, Honey. Remember the word Mother, what patient child?"

"Dear of God." Farzan chimed in in the doldrums. He looked down at his two legs wrapped in jeans, in harmony with his sister.

Farzana, the little girl is busy with her own world in the lap of Audi.

"Well, Aa pinter. Pinter's son must be patient, so that later dear to God."

"But the old Dad was so, Bunda~ Always this way, Dad must be late to make a deal," snorted Farzan.

Audi grimacing. Right now they're waiting for Ibra at the mall. They had promised to eat together after Ibra came home from work. To save time, Audi brought the children first so that Ibra did not go back and forth to the house.

"Dad again on the road, A. Just wait until, okay." Audi continued to try to calm Farzan down. Farzan was silent, though his face was still full of tangles.

"Why would you buy ice cream first with Mom? Waiting for Daddy to come?" maui Bu Hamidah.

Farzan seemed to think for a moment, he glanced at Audi for a moment as if asking for an opinion. Audi who caught the sight then nodded. "Come, go buy some ice cream."

Hamidah smiled, he helped Farzan off the bench, then took him away to look for the nearest ice cream stand. But not yet ten steps, the arrival of Ibra seen from a distance managed to undo their intentions.

The man waved as he walked closer. Kontan Farzan took off his armband from Bu Hamidah, and ran towards the handsome man who was none other than his father.

"Yeah!" Farzan jumped once the distance was close.

"Hap!" Ibra caught the son quickly. He lifted his small body and twirled it for a while in the air. His mouth kissed Farzan's stomach until the child was keen, especially when the father always managed to make him squirm. "Dad's son waited a long time, huh? Hem?"

"Got long! Falzan is bored and waiting for Dad!" rengut Farzan replied.

Ibra cackled her arms around her eldest son, and carried him closer to Audi who had just stood with Farzana, their little daughter.

Audi smiled as the husband peeked a glimpse of his forehead. Ibra looked at him fondly before saying. "Sorry long. The meeting was longer than the plan."

Audi understood. "No papa, it's only an hour late, I understand. It must have been stuck in traffic too. They're henchmen, really."

Ibra smiled back shady, this is what she likes from Audi, the woman can mature in addressing her shortcomings and mistakes.

"Yes, let's go to the resto. Kasian Farzan had a very funny face," kekeh Ibra. He took his son and his wife to a restaurant that had been previously booked. Not to forget that Bu Hamidah also always went everywhere, the middle of Farzan's nanny was needed, especially Farzana who did not want to escape from the deck of his mother.

Farzan, who had come down from Ibra's embrace, now walked excitedly with Bu Hamidah in front. Ibra shook her head at her adorable movements.

"Always impatient," he kept slow. Ibra embraces the Audi holding Farzana. They began to step up following Farzan and Bu Hamidah who had been quite a few meters away.

Audi turned to Ibra beside him. "Mas, just open the suit first. Sultry."

Ibra turned his head while raising an eyebrow, he nodded and then did the wife's proposal. Ibra held the suit in her hand, then extended her arm to Audi. "Here, Farzana let Mas take it. You must have pegel from earlier carrying him, not to mention waiting for the old Mas."

Audi sneering. "Sir Council this one's a real concern, huh?"

"Yes yes." Audi handed the puffed-up little girl to Ibra. "Zana was like you, yeah."

Farzana just muttered while rubbing his face on Ibra's shirt. Ibra smilingly rubbed the curls and fine hair belonging to her beloved daughter. The girl's hair was indeed unique, thin, slightly curly, and somewhat brownish. Very adorable combined with her reddish-white skin.

"Farzana is sleepy as it is, Yang? You brought her baby snacks, didn't you?"

Audi nodded. "Greese. Yes he sleepy, just playing with his Aa in the playground."

Ibra rubbed her daughter's head full of affection. He peaked his peak many times with anxiety. "Pantes patties."

"Mas is also dry. It must not be so good to work straight here." Audi observed the formal appearance of her husband. Ibra is still pleasing to the eye even though it is no longer as neat as it was at the beginning. The perfume still smells.

The man smiled, re-embracing Audi as he continued walking. "Dry fit out of the car. Getting AC will also be cool again."

Audi aligns its pace with Ibra. "Mas, just for Farzan's birthday. What are we supposed to love, huh, make a gift? Keep the show mending at home what hotel?"

"Mending at home, back garden. So that garden party. Bosen hotel, yesterday's years were already in the hotel," said Ibra.

"Yes, too" murmured Audi confirming. "Continue prize? Ibra has a thought of what love?"

Ibra smile. "For that matter we think about it later, huh? Did you say, you want to talk about gifts in front of your child?" said ticklish.

They arrived at a dining area on one of the floors of the mall. Farzan had already sat down with Bu Hamidah at the table that Ibra had previously reserved. The boy wiggled his legs impatiently as he exclaimed. "Mother with Daddy's spit! Long time, huh!"

Bu Hamidah laughed, he gently rubbed Farzan's hair while gently reprimanding. "Can't yell like Mother and Father."

Frowning, Farzan simply folded his arms in annoyance. Audi chuckled closer, sitting in one of the seats, and Ibra followed next to him. The man held Farzana who was now awakened from his fleeting drowsiness.

They also ordered various types of food, especially Farzan who was hungry since. The boy ordered a lot of menus that he could not eat.

Ibra and Audi are good to spend. Especially since birth and breastfeeding, the portion of Audi food is increased, almost matching Ibra who did eat the portion of porters.

"Mother, take photos of Aa, dong!"

Amidst their eating, Farzan suddenly cried out. Audi whose hands are dirty from eating crabs, can only be stupefied. He glanced at Ibra who seemed to have no intention of helping. The man was busy feeding Farzana.

Audi turned back to Farzan who was ready to pose with his flagship smile. "Aa, if you want to ask for a photo why not from earlier, anyway?"

"Intentionally, Mother. Kan Aa wants a photo while drinking," answered Farzan innocently.

"Here is my mom who took the picture." Bu Hamidah stood up and moved to the side of Audi, preparing to photograph Farzan from the front.

"Wouldn't! The photo of Mother is more aesthetic!"

Everyone there was grimaced. Especially Ibra, he did not expect, and somehow since when his son became a hobby of photographing himself like his mother and his mother.

Audi clucking. Why his son became narcissistic, even more narcissistic than Audi himself who was a former selebgram.