Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 22

Ibra took off her gloves and helmet while walking down the corridor. Occasionally he nodded throwing a smile, also returning the greetings of his colleagues when passing by.

Ibra turned and immediately smiled to find Audi sitting alone on a bench. He approached the girl and sat down next to her. "Sorry long. Which friend? Did you see the two of you?"

"Toilet" replied Audi briefly.

Audi immediately grabbed a large paper bag containing a Tante Safa deposit that he stored beside his body, then handed it to Ibra. Ibra received the bag, looked at the contents at a glance and smiled while muttering thanks.

Audi just nodded indifferently. He stood up and wanted to leave there immediately. Seeing that Ibra directly held the Audi arm. "Where are you going?"

Turning his eyes lazy, Audi replied. "Go home, I'm busy too, there's a photo shoot." He was slightly insinuated because Ibra had made him wait for almost an hour.

At once a slight feeling of guilt enveloped Ibra's heart. He selfishly asked Audi to come here while Audi itself did not lose having a job.

Honestly, one of the reasons Ibra sent Audi to Mako was because he wanted Audi to see a little of its capabilities during the simulation attraction. But after thinking about Ibra so feel silly alone. He had never felt like showing off before.

But because it's Audi, Ibra is even more excited.

"I'm sorry" Ibra said regretfully. "When's shooting? It's interracial, huh? It's free, though."

Ibra got up, and his hand was still holding Audi. Audi became uncomfortable because some eyes glanced at them.

"Mas Ibra what the hell, huh! Lepas ..." said Audi greget.

But Ibra seemed to not care and just shook her head. "Intermediate mas. Please?"

Seeing Ibra pleading, Audi was almost made to melt if only he did not wake up so as not to fall into the same hole. Audi forgot, Ibra is not begging but forcing.

Suddenly Tian came. "Eh, my cousin Audi, huh?"

The presence of the woman was enough to make Audi relieved, especially Ibra began to release the checks. Ibra nodded while throwing a friendly smile. "Yes, I ..." The man glanced at Audi a little. "His soup" he continued half sour.

Without anyone knowing, Ibra looks upset by that fact. From there Ibra knew that Tian was Audi's manager.

"Say Cla....I mean Audi wants a photo shoot? Over where? I happen to be free of this. I can take you guys." Apparently Ibra was still muddled by his wishes.

Audi who was upset could not bear to not cluck. "Please, deh, Mum. We'll bring a car."

"Yes, why? You can be a driver. Poor thing, right, who knows your manager is tired of driving?"

I want it to feel like Audi cut out Ibra's hair that lives in that uprit. While Tian, he quietly folded his lips looking at the small debate of the two.

"Mas Ibra tu—" Audi's speech truncated.

"Ehem! I'm sorry, but I cut it for a second, huh?" Tian said carefully. He saw Ibra and Audi in turn. "Actually today's photo shoot is postponed until tomorrow, Di. It was the brand itself that called Mbak. Said you'd be photographed tomorrow with another actress."

Silent.

Audi looked at Tian in disbelief. That woman wasn't kidding, was she? Seriously, at a time when Audi needs to go from the presence of Ibra, why the reason must be lost, making Audi's escape plan threatened in vain.

On the other hand Ibra silently smiled. It was a lucky thing for Ibra.

"Eh, In. Mommy first, huh? You don't papa mak stay? Our editor team sent a video sample yesterday."

Audi assault. "Yes, I'm coming. Shouldn't I see the video, too?"

Tian nodded. "Say Mardon don't you."

"What's that?" wonder Audi.

"Just not first. You just believe it. When have they ever disappointed you?"

Somehow the story, but Tian seemed to understand the situation between Ibra and Audi.

Audi wanted to catch up, but a moment later stopped because Tian sent him a message that the contents were enough to make Audi creeps.

Ma'am Tian: Don't be reckless. You were the same as Ibra. Ma'am wants online kelonan with husband.

Idih, what does that mean?

"You're praying?" Ibra's voice breaks Audi's fantasy.

He looked clumsy. "Not yet."

"There is a mushola. If you want to come, Mas also want to pray there."

Audi remained silent until he finally nodded. Ibra commented a smile, her hand reaching for the girl's shoulder to embrace.

They walk side by side with Audi that looks contrasting. The high Ibra figure is inversely proportional to the small and short Audi. When compared he was only limited to the armpit of Ibra.

On the other hand Ibra feels warm because this time Audi does not reject their closeness.

Ibra takes Audi all the way to the women's ablution. "If so, you go straight in. There's mukena, 'ok."

He patted Audi's head before passing to the man's ablution. The interaction of the two is unnoticed by many people.

Audi quickly tied up his long hair. This time Audi did not forget to clean his face first from make up. Luckily now Audi isn't wearing a cutlet that's going to make it take a long time.

After the ablution Audi then entered the mosque and used the mukena there. He was a little awkward when joining a number of kowad women who also want to perform worship.

Tough women with unusually strong physiques. It is not comparable to Audi.

They kindly threw a smile at him.

"The same old brother was Lettu Ibra, huh?" ask one of them.

"Eh, yes," replied Audi nervously.

"Are you Lettu Ibra?"

"That's .. I'm his sister."

"Oh .. sister."

"Is your face a stranger?" the other sahut.

Suddenly Audi touched his face while grimacing faintly. Again and again his face was known to people.

"You youtuber make up, right? I've seen your channel fit because, hehe."

"Hehe ..." Audi laughed a lot.

Really, Audi prefers to visit places where people don't recognize it.

"So you're right his sister Lettu Ibra? We just found out Lettu Ibra has a sister. Didn't think her sister turned out to be a famous celeb."

Audi just smiled. Though he felt not as famous as that until much talked about people. At least Audi has never gone viral. He really built his work from scratch. People will shake their heads once they know how they struggle to find followers.

They don't talk anymore. Audi is focusing on the creator. Not knowing what the sigh of relief he just heard meant.

One thing that Audi understands, apparently Ibra is quite idolized in the environment of women paspampres.