Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 17

Tian glanced at Audi who had been silent with a bent face. He glanced at the back seat, something that Tian was sure to be the source of the Audi's muddle.

"Mas Ibra is ... Your cousin who became TNI?" Tian had heard the name Ibra, but had somewhat forgotten.

"Hm, he has risen to be a paspampres," said Audi lazily.

"Well, great," said Tian shook his head. "Your family are all great people. Ma'am was really amazed. It's still a dream you can know."

"What the hell? Ordinary aja. I'm a human too" frowned at Audi. He always did not like if Mbak Tian had flattered the caste.

They're on their way across the highway. The overheated Audi then closed the small curtain beside it. "When I was really lazy to travel. The weather's hot, gini" grunts Audi.

Let alone Jakarta, Bandung only now the weather is no less hot. Probably because there are too many buildings. But thankfully the residence complex Audi is still beautiful and cool.

In the car is cold because of AC, but later when out do not expect. Audi should be ready to sunscreen a lot. It should be done every 2 hours.

Tian who found it just grimaced feeling guilty. Even though last night they were sleep deprived because of work until night.

Sucks it again the content that was created yesterday should still be two weeks away. Things that make the members sulk because he saw the wrong schedule.

"Hehe, sorry." Once again Tian apologized.

Audi breathed. It's not angry. I don't know, Audi is upset about having to go to Ibra's city. Why should Jakarta? Can't cosmetic companies just move offices? Surabaya for example.

Suddenly Audi remembered something. Quickly he rummaged through his bag to provoke an astonished look from Tian.

"What diary?"

"Sheels." Audi is tinkering with his phone seriously.

Kalau bukan sedang menyetir, Tian pasti sudah menjulurkan badannya kepo. Tiba-tiba saja gadis itu bertanya. "Mbak, Pak Presiden udah balik dari Surabaya belum, sih?"

Audi swiped the screen of his phone which turned out to display a google page.

Tian frowned deeply. "Well, how do you know. Is it his assistant? Why not ask your cousin? Who earlier? Ibra Mas? He's not the president, is he?"

Audi rolled his eyes. Instead he asked this because he did not want to be in contact with Ibra. Last time the man said he was on duty in Surabaya. Audi is looking for the latest news about the president.

Unfortunately, there is no article that explains in detail about the visit of the president. More precisely there is no one to load when the return of the number one father to the capital.

"What's wrong, anyway? How come you suddenly asked the president?"

"No. Ask away. Who knows we met the father unintentionally" he said.

Pupus is the calmness of Audi who had stopped a while ago. Hopefully Ibra has not returned from Surabaya, or hopefully Mr. President is currently outside the city. The problem is that Audi is also going to Central Jakarta, where the president and his staff work.

They arrived in Jakarta at lunchtime. It is rather late from the initial agreement written which is ten o'clock. But thankfully the company can understand and understand.

"Thank you, Mrs Audi. Hopefully in the future we can work well together."

Audi smiled accepting the hand department. "Together."

They just signed a contract. From now on Audi is officially a brand ambassador of cosmetic products owned by artists who Mbak Tian said dear to be missed.

Audi and Tian were served lunch by the founder. Incidentally Audi does know quite well the artist owner of the brand. You could say Audi circle with celebrities is quite broad. Things that make it easier for Audi are also because of the sustenance that can come from anywhere.

Then Mrs Tian took Audi to the hotel that had been booked. Considering Audi did not want to sleep alone, Tian decided to book a room for the two of them.

"Haaahh .. tired ..." Audi throws himself on the bed while he stretches out his hand.

Tian himself was busy carrying their luggage into the room. He shook his head to see an Audi that was immediately covered in bed. What is the news of him driving from Bandung to Jakarta, circling until finally they arrived at this hotel.

"Sir, the shooting starts tomorrow, huh?"

Tian put their luggage and belongings in the corner near the sofa, assisted by a service room that helped carry them. The hotel staff then left the room.

"Heem" said Tian, who now sits on the sofa, taking off his footwear and removing the hijab. "Duh, it's so hot, my God. Where is not praying."

Audi turned to the clock and then interrupted. "Udah is half 3, Ma'am."

"Still in the hunt, I'm." Hurried Tian entered the bathroom and exited quickly after ablution. The woman is now performing her prayers solemnly under the gaze of a stunned Audi.

Audi biting lips. Seeing how obedient Ma'am Tian, who never left the prayer even though it was too late, Audi so reflected on him who often left the obligation as if without burden, as now for example.

Audi glanced back at the clock. He got up as fast as lightning from the bed and ran to the bathroom.

Tian who happened to have just finished his greetings frowned at the child's behavior. Shortly afterwards Audi came out with a wet face and stood in front of Tian.

"What's wrong?"

"Borrow mukena" Audi said.

Tian blinked for a moment while giving his face to Audi. The girl scooped up and immediately put it on quickly. Audi prayed at the Tian place before performing worship.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullah ..." Audi turned to the right. "Assalamualaikum warahmatullah ..." Then to the left.

He then rubbed his face that was still half wet and turned to Tian who had been sitting on the edge of the bed watching Audi.

Audi threw a grin as Tian put on a flat face. "Hehe, lend me Ma'am ..."

He thought his manager was upset that he was using his stuff. But suddenly Tian interrupted. "You're praying?"

Audi flashing. "Hm? Ja. Hehe, he wants again," he said folding the white cloth.

"But it seems invalid" Tian said, stopping Audi's movement.

The girl looked up at him. "What?"

"You wudhu make up not rinsed. Then I'll see how you are?"

As if the clock was clinking loudly, Audi again blinked before looking down to examine what Tian had just said. Light blue kutek still faithfully pasted his nails, Audi also touched his face that was still wrapped in make up. He forgot the waterproof makeup. Oh, my God, so isn't it legal?

Knowing that Audi could only laugh crisply scratching his hair. "Keep, my prayers are not dong, Ma'am?"

In vain he had just pursued the time, especially now I look at the re-sounding Adzan, indicating the time dzuhur had changed ashar. Oh, my God, may the angel record a little sincerity in worship.