Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 70

"Mas, I just met Jeno" Audi said as he plucked a piece of chocolate on the ice cream, then ate it.

Tonight he and Ibra had the opportunity to eat together again. Audi deliberately invited Ibra out because he was bored at home continuing after meeting clients. Ibra who happened to be quite reluctant was able to.

By the way Jeno, Audi hasn't seen the boy since he left this morning. Either Jeno was busy studying at home, or she was out. Thank goodness if you stay somewhere else, for example, friends, or even more happy if the child returns to boarding.

"Why is that?" The same Ibra was enjoying a snack, raising an eyebrow.

Audi clucking. "Kok, why, anyway? The problem was we met when I came out of Mas' house. House Om Edzar means," Audi errat.

"Continue?"

"Ih, Mas Ibra doesn't understand either, huh? Yes Jeno is suspicious, I am. He asked me why I was there."

"Oh." Ibra only gave a short speech while nodding. He continued to eat the wet cake on the plate which is now half left.

Seeing Ibra's response, Audi was upset. "Mas Ibra shunned me, didn't he?"

"Listen. If you don't hear me, I won't."

"But what's the response?"

"What's how?"

"It's so relaxing."

"Well, what should we do?" tanya Ibra. "Worry like you? Why, anyway?"

Audi. Yes, also, why did Audi panic itself?

"Yes .. yes, if Jeno knows we—"

"If you know, don't papa, Cla. Naturally, he is your brother. What is unnatural is that you are hiding our relationship. If you close yourself off from the public, you understand, you need privacy. But from family, why do you also have to follow the secret? After all, they should know later, right?"

"But .. wouldn't you say they know we're dating?"

"Why indeed?"

"We're cousins" Audi's great-grandson. "No weird, anyway?"

"Yes not weird. In our religion, halal cousins are married. What's weird is that if you and Mas are siblings, then it's against religion and the law."

Ibra continued to devour the cake casually, not paying much attention to the worried face of Audi.

"Really, anyway. But, kan—"

"Udah. You are a habit of thinking about something that you really do not have to think about. Even small things will be heavy if you think they are heavy. Mending finished his ice cream. For a long time the spoon you hold is useless because the ice cream melts."

With a frowning face, Audi scoops the ice cream and devours it heavily, ignoring the pain that entangles the teeth and tongue. Ibra was also done with the cake, he glanced at Audi for a moment and asked. "Do you want another message?"

"No. It's full."

Ibra nodded, waving to call one of the waiters. "Mas, Mommy! Ask for the bill, dong."

"Ready, Mas!" The waitress approached, then handed Ibra a paper containing their total payment.

Ibra pulled out a wallet and took out some red money, then handed it to the waitress along with the bill.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Together," replied Ibra.

The boy went to the cashier's desk. Ibra is back to seeing Audi. "Udah finished?"

Ibra asked just as Audi finished his final mouthful. "It's. Mas Ibra why is it in such a hurry, anyway?"

"Yes no papa, just Mas rather sleepy. I'm afraid I won't focus on driving."

Audi was worried. "Mas Ibra is sleepy? Yeah, let me drive."

From earlier Audi also realized that Ibra's face looked tired, and it was true that Ibra needed to rest immediately. Audi felt guilty for taking the man out.

"Don't, I can still, though. He said you were tired of coming home in the afternoon. It's it's it's around - it's around because it's stray."

"Setep I'm more worthy of driving now. Mas Ibra will show you the way. Yea?" Audi is still pushy.

The two left the cafe as the clock pointed at the half-ten figure. Like Audi promised to drive. While Ibra, he had fallen asleep since a few minutes of walking.

Tuh, right. Danger if he drives, inner Audi. He said he wanted to show me the way. Well, where Audi forgot the direction of the route. Wake up Ibra pity.

Finally Audi decided to open google maps and follow the direction indicated. Initially everything was fine, until minutes later Audi began to get tired because of his own dizziness. Occasionally he glanced at Ibra who was so sound asleep, and then again tried to focus even though the path taken was increasingly unnatural.

And sure enough, a few minutes later Audi stopped due to a dead end.

"What is this, huh? How come here, anyway?" audi's murmur was confused.

Google voice is still active talk, it makes Audi sure that he has been bullied by the Mbah. It turns out that the stray cases that are scattered are true. Ah, goddamn. Ngerepotin.

Audi looked back and forth looking around. The left right side of the house has dark lights. Must've been sleeping. The land there is red soil with various plants embedded in front of the house. There is also a mango tree that is fruiting. Audi believes he has entered a village or something.

"It's still Jakarta, right?" He asked himself.

Audi checked the phone, looked at the address. "It is still Jakarta, but not Central Jakarta. Oh, my God, Google can play me."

Suddenly Ibra woke up. "What's wrong?" ask her with a distinctive hoarse voice of waking up.

The man blinked, turning to look at Audi who was busy with his own phone. The girl turned to look at him with a huffed look.

"Mas, I think we're straying, deh," ringis Audi slowly.

Ibra started to straighten up the body. "Couldn't you? Where here look."

Audi handed the phone to Ibra. The man looked seriously scrutinizing the google map with his eyes occasionally circling around.

"Here is West Jakarta. How did you get so far?"

"Gaknauu ... That's google off the mark!" whining Audi. "I'm sorry, I even bothered. Though his intention was to drive so that Mas can rest. Do not realize yourself often stray. How are you, dong, Mas? Very quiet, want to ask questions also like already in sleep ..." Audi looks very panicked.

"Hey, hey, hey, no. How do you even cry that? You moved here, we tuker place."

"Mas Ibra is not sleepy?"

"Well, how do you keep going? Do you want us to wait until morning here?"

"Yes, yeah." Audi according to.

He handed the steering to Ibra who has now moved to the right side. "Mas Ibra, uh, my skirt is stuck!"

Ibra looked down and found some of the Audi skirt she was sitting on. "Oh, sorry." He slightly lifted his buttocks as Audi pulled the cloth from there.

"Mas sure we can get out of here? Without asking people?"

"Udah, you shut up. Serahin's all the same Mas."

Audi conical. He just makes Ibra difficult. A few minutes passed by Audi did not dare to make a sound, he was afraid to disturb Ibra who looked very focused on seeing the road.

"I think Mas knows this area, deh, the time was once blusukan with Mr. Pres. Wait, I'm asking a friend."

Ibra pulled out the phone, fiddled with it for a while then stuck it to the ear.

"Emang friend Mas hasn't slept at this hour?"

"Usually not. Those in the dormitory can even just sleep in the early hours" said Ibra.

Shortly Ibra's friend replied from across the phone. Ibra asked about the area of West Jakarta and its surroundings. Audi only listened in silence because he did not understand about the small areas around Jakarta.

Intentions want to help Ibra so that the man can fall asleep, now Audi even troublesome and add work Ibra, plus Audi also sleepy and want to sleep. It seems that he is not willing to help people.

"Mas, I'm so sleepy. Hoaaamm ..." Audi evaporates wide.

Ibra looked at it. "Yes, you're sleeping."

At first glance the man reached out rubbing Audi's hair, then returned seriously to the problem of the road that somehow they came out of there.

"I'm sorry, I'm getting into trouble, anyway" murmured Audi.

"Udah, sleep," Ibra said. Now he smothers Audi's eyes with one hand, hoping that the girl will sleep instead of continuing to whine about her own actions.