Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 62

A week has passed, it does not feel the end of the month has entered the month of Ramadan. Ibra still has trouble taking Audi's heart to return to him, although Ibra has told the girl about her problems with Shireen and Kenan which can be said to be almost over.

Audi still mute silence all messages and calls from him. This makes Ibra increasingly agitated abroad. Ibra could only be relieved when her mother gave her news about Audi, also sending her photos on several occasions.

Safana Halim was like a stalker because of her son. Funny, but Ibra never asked her mama anything. He only warns that if something happens to Claudia, the woman is obliged to tell him.

Indeed, the nature of the mother is a bit excessive, so that Audi was seen in the window of the room he photographed by zooming in. It really made Ibra shake her head, if her mom wanted to, she could have been a paparazzi.

Today Ibra is on duty in Makassar, whether he can take time to Bandung. Ibra is fairly rare to go home, he can only go home once a year during Eid.

At night, Ibra can relax in his hotel unit. She was in a room three with other colleagues. Ibra used the opportunity to check the phone, hoping there was at least one reply message from Audi.

Empty, there is just another chat that is increasingly hoarding the site of his conversation with the girl. It seems like the only way Ibra should go home is to mend their relationship.

Especially lately Ibra was a little disturbed by the news that spread on social media, about Audi which is often associated with some men. Ibra is tough of course. Although he believes Audi will not cheat in the midst of their relationship which even though it is currently chaotic. And Ibra is still jealous of the closeness of Gavin and Audi. Although Audi once said that he and Gavin were purely just friends.

For Ibra it is impossible for men and women to be friends without involving feelings, except friendship which is just a formality. But Audi, according to Ibra, the girl was too close to Gavin.

"Bra, the bathroom is empty, huh. Wasn't that in a hurry?" said one of Ibra's colleagues who managed to break the man's daydream.

Ibra turned her head while turning off the phone. Suddenly the taste of kebelt disappeared a moment ago. Even so he still nodded. "okay."

Ibra went to the bathroom and started her routine before going to bed. He cleaned himself and took ablution water, incidentally Ibra had not been able to fulfill his obligations as a Muslim.

After that Ibra gasgas up the bed, he had turned his head to the bed of his friends, where they had fallen asleep and even snored. Ibra took back her phone and sent a message to Audi.

"Cla, I want a video call for a second, okay?" write it on the screen.

Unexpectedly the message was immediately read, but almost five minutes passed without a reply. Ibra had given up if Audi refused, but a few seconds later the girl's name was floating on the screen.

With a feeling of remorse and the heart of the dag-dig-dug and the body suddenly hot cold, Ibra quickly shifted the video button until soon the face of the Audi that Ibra missed plastered on the screen of his phone.

It's okay even though the look of the girl looks flat and still unfriendly. To hell with all that, in the midst of their complicated problems Ibra was quite satisfied to see the face of Audi.

"I miss you so much" whispered Ibra haru.

Audi did not say, he only looked at Ibra with a lazy look and occasionally threw away his face.

"Not slept? Doesn't it bother you?" Ibra still maintained her slow voice.

Audi who still looked angry refused to answer. The girl was faithfully silent regardless of Ibra who was honestly already very sleepy. Fatigued raut could not hide Ibra, black circle under the eyes as if it had become an inseparable friend.

Instead of being annoyed by Audi, Ibra smiled warmly. "You just had dinner? Clock this?"

Ibra asked so because he knew exactly the backround behind Audi was the appearance of the kitchen and dining room of Uwa Dava's house.

It also looks like Audi is sipping instant noodles that still seem to be steaming.

"What if there's no dinner leftovers? How do you eat noodles?"

After a long time finally Audi is willing to open the voice, even though it sounds sniffy. "I usually make noodles and fry nuggets."

"Why not order, anyway? This time there is still a resto that is open. Later stomach pain, that's you also like wearing rawit."

"That's a big deal, anyway. Love me," rent an Audi.

"Just a little later Ramadan. You still have no debt?" Ibra chose to ask something else.

"A lot" replied Audi.

"How else?"

"Fifteen."

Ibra. "Half month?"

Audi just sniffed.

"You leaked that long why? Coming moon?"

"As chatty, huh! I'm eating so good!"

"I'm sorry" said Ibra.

He remained silent until Audi pressed the contents of the bowl with the remaining sauce. The girl also chewed voracious fried nuggets that had no idea how many seeds Ibra saw inexhaustible.

Audi burped loudly after drinking, amazingly he could still swallow the rest of the nuggets that Ibra calculated there were the last ten seeds.

Audi leaned over in the dining chair. Meanwhile, gradually Ibra's drowsiness was getting whackier, until he was involuntarily closed many times and then jumped to his senses, especially when Audi intended to close the call.

"Udahan, ah, go to the room" Audi said, reaching out, intending to pick up the phone he had put on the table.

Kontan Ibra called out softly. "Don't! Don't just."

"Lha, why?"

"Mas still wants to see your face and hear your voice."

Ibra sentences are like don juan who are trying to seduce women. But even Ibra who was half unconscious said it was because it was holding back sleepiness.

Audi is so anxious to see it. "Mas Ibra is sleeping, huh. That face is like a lamp going out."

Hearing the saura ketus Audi, Ibra also chuckled softly. "It could be you," he replied as if Audi was flirting.

"Yeee .. Is really, really."

Ibra opened her eyes and smiled. "Thank you for the attention."

"Did, who else noticed it? Look at the drowsy people."

"Yes, it's up to you."

"Sane," dumel Audi as slow as possible.

But it turns out that the sense of hearing Ibra is very sensitive. He casually replied before completely falling asleep leaving Audi in silence.

"Yes, I'm not sane because of you."