Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 05

Audi has been sitting in the back seat. He rejected Jeno's offer to sit in front. Of course the reason was because Ibra was driving.

Behind Audi had lost focus several times with frequent glances at Ibra, but he immediately istighfar and called the name of God to eliminate inappropriate thoughts that Audi should not have imagined.

Remember, Ibra is a man's husband!

Countless Audi reminded himself of the above sentence. Maybe because they have not met Audi for a long time so pangling although actually there is nothing different from the figure.

Halah, just say kangen.

The other side of his heart was melted. It was clear that Audi immediately shook his head to refute this.

"Why are those bells?" Jeno's voice rattled Audi.

Instantly he flinched and reflexively looked at the front rearview mirror. But shit, not Jeno who Audi saw even the eyes of Ibra who was caught glancing at him.

Audi immediately looked away trying to look ordinary. "Not papa."

He pretended to play a hape to get rid of the nervousness that suddenly struck. Audi was even afraid that his gulping voice was heard by the two men in front.

"Eh, Mum. We haven't had breakfast, have we? Laper, here. Where's the cake?"

"What do you want to eat?"

"What, huh? It's up to Ibra, huh. Our taste is the same about food."

Now Ibra glanced at the rearview mirror to look at Audi who was busy with his phone. Understanding what Ibra was thinking, Jeno looked back at the sister.

"Mother."

"Hm."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Eat what?"

He rolled his eyes. "severe. Even back to her."

"We're gonna drop by for breakfast. What do you want to eat?" Back Jeno asked a scourge.

"What opens."

The sister snorted. Lazily he looked back to the front. There is no point in asking Audi. The girl seemed focused. Or just pretend to focus?

Finally Jeno put it all up to Ibra. Until soon the car stopped at the cafe courtyard that sells various breakfast menus.

Audi just follows without much talking. Even for just a meal message he chose to equate it with Jeno, so lazy he said.

But then Audi regretted after knowing what Jeno ordered. Black coffee and honey-watered sweet toast.

What the fuck? He hates black coffee. Anything with Audi sweet food can only eat it when it really wants to. And now Audi really does not want bread, especially coffee.

"Why is it glorified, Mother? He said it was the same with me. Yeah that's what I pester."

Raut Jeno wants to laugh at Audi. Who told you to daydream, silent as a statue. Jeno couldn't bear to work on it.

In the middle of the situation Ibra shook her head looking at the two. He pulled the plate from Audi and replaced it with something like a few slices of pizza.

"That's the pizza parcel" Ibra said without being asked.

He also replaced Audi's black coffee cups with fruit milkshakes without ice.

"Tuh, Mas Ibra is very good for the pesen because Mbak chose the wrong menu. Anyway from earlier mulu mulu why, anyway? Sawan knows he saw it like a possessed man. Serem very."

"Jeno, that. Eat," scolded Ibra. He turned to look at Audi who was still shaking. "Audi, eat."

Without a word Audi took the slice of pizza and devoured it heavily. Jeno shook her head to see it. She could hardly believe her sister was a famous beauty vloger with millions of viewers and subscribers.

Instead, Ibra sipped her black coffee while occasionally observing Audi without the girl noticing.

Finish eating and continue the journey. Unlike earlier, Audi now spends its time sleeping in the car. In addition to tired of calming the rhythm of his heart that has been difficult to manage since yesterday, Audi is also ashamed of himself because it turns out that the presence of Ibra is still so strong to influence him.

I do not know how long the sound Audi in a dream, until he faintly heard the sound grips from the side. Inevitably his eyes blinked taking consciousness. Just as the petals were fully opened he was instead made to be glued to the dreamy look.

Not much different from Audi, Ibra also bergeming stop the movement of his hand that holds the crackle. The two stared at each other until Ibra blinked her face.

"Sorry, I'm bothering you. Take the crackle," he said breaking the awkwardness. The man again focused on removing one by one items including camping equipment owned by Jeno.

Audi quickly distanced his back from the seatback. Unfortunately he did not realize the front passenger seat that turned half leaned back. Audi hit it off in a shameful way.

Fucking jeno!

"Guard ..." Without being prevented Audi grimaced holding the forehead.

Ibra who was surprised to hear the sound of collisions and Audi ringing then climbed into the car. "Aren't you papa? Isn't it sick?"

Audience shakes. He was more surprised because Ibra was suddenly beside him. "I'm .. no papa."

"What about papa? Red gini, really." Ibra puts her hand on Audi's forehead.

Audi reflexes rewind its head avoiding that touch. Again the atmosphere turned awkward and they could not avoid it.

Ibra keeps hands understanding. He smiled and said sorry. The man told Audi to come down immediately so that it could rest more comfortably.

They had reached home a while ago, and Ibra again lowered the items even to sweep the car stuffing clean.

Audi grimaced at the diligent nature of the man. While the owner of the car that is none other than Jeno even lost out of nowhere. Don't forget those camping tools too, who else could be more ridiculous than Jenovan Putra Halim?

Another absurdity that Jeno does is enter the world of medicine while what he likes is music.

I don't know. Audi sometimes dizzy if told to pay attention to his sister.

"It turns out you guys are."

Audi who was about to enter the house when he heard the voice of someone familiar. Sure enough, Aunty Safa just crossed the street from her house right opposite the house Audi.

Audi is not coming in. He approached the aunt and regretted it after Ibra.

The woman looked at her son. "Honestly, Mami was surprised to see you here" he suddenly said. "Because yesterday you said you want to go directly to Jakarta, so refuse to invite Mami to go back to Bandung, right?"

Ibra smiled in response to the mother's question. He nodded in allowing. "Jeno wants to get a guitar first he said. Audi also. Wa Lisa has to go to Jakarta to pick up her husband."

"Oh, huh? Papa you're home, huh, Audi?"

"Yes, Aunt. It was, um, that was."

Aunt Safa just nodded.

"But, Mas."

"Why, Mommy?"

The woman looked at her son seriously. "You can ride KRL without having to come here with Jeno? Faster until without having to go around in circles. Is Mami right?"

Silent. Both Ibra and Audi both silenced to hear more questions leading to the innuendo.

"Jeno is also good at driving. The proof, he often went back and forth Bandung Jakarta alone without having to be driven."

"Are you overstated with time? Or is there something else to be an excuse?"

Audi can see the Ibra a bit of a wave. Really, Audi is confused by this situation. Especially with the gaze of Aunt Safa who seemed to look at him meaningfully. What's really going on with them? What are they talking about?