Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 35

Shireen has gone home, while papi and her mom are out, he said there is an appointment with an old friend who asked to meet mumpung in Jakarta. Now Audi and Ibra are left in the man's ward.

Audi had lowered his head as if unwilling to look at Ibra, or to circulate his gaze to avoid an eye meeting between them.

Ibra became anxious herself. He grabbed the hand of Audi who is now sitting on the edge of the patient's bed, rubbing his thumb there trying to attract the attention of Audi who had been silent before.

"Why you?" ask Ibra subtly. "Your stomach still hurts?"

Audience shakes. He looked at Ibra for a moment and then looked down at their interlocked hands. More precisely Ibra hooked his fingers holding Audi.

"Sorry, you must be worried, so hurry up here." Ibra got rid of Audi's haircut and slipped it behind the ear.

"Don't you know where Audi's hurrying from?"

Ibra smile. "Because if you don't rush to make up you must be chetar. It's just the same eyebrows doang lipstick," kekehnya slowly.

Audi's lips are slightly pursed. He shut his mouth from Ibra. His mind was still wandering a moment ago when Shireen was still there.

Audi's heart is moving. Is he jealous? Jealous of Ibra, or of the closeness of Aunt Safa and the former daughter-in-law who apparently still calls the woman Mami.

I don't know, Audi itself is trying to neutralize a heart that should not be envious.

"Cla?" call Ibra.

"Hm." Audi replied with a murmur.

"It wasn't Mas who told Shireen here. He came here because he was told one of Mas's friends in Bali."

Apparently Ibra understood Audi's uneasiness from earlier.

"Between Mas and Shireen are no longer related. Please don't worry." Ibra looked at Audi expectantly.

Audi looked up at his cousin worriedly. "I don't know" he whispered.

"You don't believe the same?"

Audience shakes. "No. It's just .. I don't know."

Audi was also confused as to what to say. He finally asked. "Mas Ibra why did she get divorced from Shireen's sister?"

Audi saw Ibra speechless. The man then smiled. "Because of Mas's soul mate and he just got there."

Silent. Audi seems worried. Ibra touched one more hand to cupped Audi's hand. His eyes looked at the girl warmly. "The point is we don't fit. That's all."

Audi looked at Ibra doubtfully. "Mas ... is there still the same taste of Sister Shireen?"

"No." Ibra. "If Mas still had a taste, Mas wouldn't be as brave as you."

Silently greet for a moment. In fact, the heart of Audi is still not relieved. I don't know what else he has to do to keep his heart steady. He did not accept Ibra in a dilemma.

"You still have doubts about me."

That's not a question. Audi looked back at Ibra in silence. The two only looked at each other for a while until Ibra finally pulled a smile trying to calm down.

"Mas will not mean you. I will wait until you are sure. But ..."

"But what?"

Actually Ibra wanted to tell Audi not to be close to other men, but it felt too selfish when they were still not in any relationship.

Ibra picked up the fruit on the bedside table. "You want fruit?" tanyanya while raising eyebrows. "Peeze it if you want."

Instead of being flattered by Ibra's attention, Audi sneered. "Eleven stitches what? The wound is small. Mas can also move freely," he chirped to make Ibra speechless.

The man kept back the fruit he had just picked up, then unexpectedly opened one by one his pajama buttons.

Seeing that Audi immediately panicked."Ibra, what's the matter?" rattling.

Ibra did not answer. He pulled up his clothes to coincide with Audi closing his eyes.

"Open his eyes."

"W-why?"

"You're curious, right?"

"What's? No, who says I'm curious?!"

"I mean the wound. Where do you think he's going?" kekeh Ibra. Audi is so funny.

Hearing that Audi was embarrassed himself. Doubtful he opened his eyes and lowered the hand that originally also silenced his face.

Audi glanced at Ibra slowly and was instantly stunned. A bandage runs from the top of the left chest across the shoulder to the back of the back.

"Th-that ..."

"Mas won't mention this one how many stitches, you'll be horrified."

Ibra was about to return to wearing her clothes, but suddenly Audi held back his movements. The girl approached while gulping. Audi seemed to be trying to touch Ibra's bandaged body parts.

"Mas can still move with this kind of wound?"

Audi turned his head, and at that moment he realized their distance was too close. He and Ibra were both for a moment.

"It's nothing. I've felt much more pain than this" whispered Ibra. His eyes were fixed on Audi's face.

Audi gasped and gulped many times. Meanwhile Ibra's eyes came down to see Audi's soft lips. Whether which demon whispered it, Ibra slowly advanced a face eroding the distance. Audi itself looks sculpted as if waiting for movement from him.

Just as his lips and Audi were about to cling, someone shocked the two of them.

"Eh, sorry."

The sound made Audi almost jump from his seat. He immediately turned away from Ibra and sat down at his place before he approached the man.

God, what did they just do?

On the other hand Ibra glared at his juniors who were now grinning at the door.

"Hehe, Bang, forbidden ..." The young man moved his two hands against each other. "There's a reason, you know."

Damnit.