Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 48

The night went on, this time Ibra invited Audi to a camping tour. A kind of empty land on the plateau with various facilities such as wooden staircase steps that stretch long, tents and all kinds of equipment, as well as some others that are often a photo spot for visitors.

There is also equipped with toilets and prayer rooms, but Audi who is lazy to walk away brightly can only stay in the tent.

Ibra shook her head to see the girl who had not moved, while she had gone back and forth and this time brought a chicken that had been washed clean.

"Aren't you bored? Don't want to look at that sight? It's nice there, you know, pretty. The city of Bandung is clearly visible from above."

Audi who is cool to play mobile phone also answered indifferently. "Later on. Tired of the mulu streets. I'm not Mas Ibra who can run around the city without fatigue. Have you not seen me since I've been footwearing? Pegel knows."

Hearing Audi's complaint, Ibra chuckled softly. He kept the clean chicken in an empty container, then inching closer to Audi who was sitting next to the tent door.

"Where, here's the incandescent first."

"That's where you cook. Lapers. Tau gini we ate at the restaurant or cafe aja," ketus Audi brushed off Ibra's hand.

Ibra could only sigh back at his hand. "Yes, I grilled the chicken. Not long, really, the rice is bent again also ripe."

Audi who felt guilty and excessive was looking at Ibra a little unpleasant, but his look was still trying to maintain prestige. "Why don't we buy it, anyway? Chickens, mekdi chickens, KFC, a lot. Why bother cooking? I know I can't make it, I usually fry eggs. Burn chicken I don't know how to."

"It feels different, Cla. Camp without cooking is the same as bohonh. I didn't ask you to cook, anyway. Kan Mas the cook. You just stay quiet enough. Eat snacks as a booster. Is the noodle still not full?"

"Yes if you are full later Mas Ibra will not eat!"

Ibra knew Audi again pms, so she understood the girl's fickle mood.

"Yes. You've been waiting a minute, haven't you?"

Audi sat scowling and watched Ibra who now seemed busy preparing everything to eat. Actually come months Audi is at the end of the day, even the blood is clean, but he alone who postpones the washing because lazy. Don't copy, yeah.

If the red cross is still in the middle, where would Audi want to camp with Ibra. Even so, he had changed his pants and pads in the public toilet.

Unlike the Ibra that lasted from noon not shower, Audi had all taken a shower and changed clothes. Because Ibra suddenly wanted to camp them so shopping for new clothes and pants before going to the top of this.

"It's ripe."

Ibra's voice made Audi blink and then looked at the man. Ibra lifted the castrol from the small stove in front of them, then opened the lid until a puff of smoke poured out warm in front of Audi.

Fragrant rice liwet immediately invites hunger that had been trying to be detained. Audi saw Ibra pick up grilled chicken that had previously been seasoned and roasted over a small campfire.

Ibra was so capable of preparing everything herself, no matter Audi just kept quiet without a single bit of help. Perhaps this was not a big deal for Ibra considering that the man must have experienced much more troublesome things during the rot in the wilderness. A little camp like this is nothing for Ibra.

Various kinds of sambal that they had bought Ibra also presented on a small table that had become a facility from the manager of the place. If not wrong Ibra paid about five hundred thousand for the tent package and camping equipment they now occupy.

Ibra also prepares vegetables and fried naget which are now cold because of the cold air. Sambal just froze a little, so Ibra heat up for a bit near the fire.

"Well, it's done. How's it? Not long, right?" Ibra throws a smile. "It'll all be quick if we're patient, Cla."

"Yes, don't look at it, when do you eat it?" ketus Audi's.

Chuckling softly, Ibra took out one rice paper and filled it with nasi liwet, then placed it in front of Audi. "We ate together, yeah. Guaranteed good," said Ibra while pinching the roasted chicken is still hot.

Audi was horrified to see Ibra plucking the chicken without difficulty. Crazy, really hot.

"What do you want? Thigh or chest?"

"Eh, I want wings." Audi loves chicken wings.

Ibra glanced at Audi with a meaningful glance. "If you want a chest."

A moment Audi was silent, trying to understand the meaning of Ibra's view until he finally threw his face away. "Don't start, deh. I've been afraid for a long time of Mas Ibra's deket."

There was a strange sound from Ibra. The man sprouts chicken wings for Audi, then thighs for himself. "Handering, Love. You're so scared of anything."

"Yes, since when did Mas Ibra turn perverted?"

"Since you've grown up" said Ibra casually.

Audi couldn't believe it. He blinked as Ibra stuck out her hand that had plucked the rice and chicken right in front of Audi's mouth.

Audi's plan opened his mouth, and he tasted the grilled rice and chicken between his tongues.

"Nake?" ask Ibra.

Audi did not answer, he chewed the mouthful until it ran out, then nodded. "Lumayan."

Ibra sniffed down. "Eat," he said softly. "Do you want a bribe?"

The Audi is also shaking. "No, I eat by myself."

Smiling, Ibra said. "When I don't mind, I'm bribing you."

Hearing that Audi just threw away his lazy eyes. "Don't woo along. Remember, Mas Ibra still has a debt explanation of the same me," he said flatly.

It did not dampen the smile of Ibra which seems to be flowering today. "Relax, I didn't forget, I didn't."

"Mas just want us to enjoy time together first, because after this not necessarily also you can accept Mas after knowing everything," said the man a little slowly.

Audi could only silently hear Ibra's reasoning. How heavy was Ibra's story until the man thought Audi was leaving him? If Ibra continues to be dishonest, Audi will leave because it is too tired to wait in uncertainty.

"Cobain this sauce. That's great, you know." Ibra pulls one of the small containers of sambal in front of Audi. "Suit the roast chicken."

Ibra seems so relaxed without burden, but what Audi does not know all day he is collecting sentences to start the conversation.