Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 89
"Mas Ibraaaa ..."
The spoiled-sounding whimper of Audi made Ibra chuckle. As usual they took the time to make a video call before Ibra went to bed. No matter Audi is sleepy though, the girl is too fond of passing the Ibra leisure time which is just that small.
"Why, Honey?" ask Ibra gently.
Ibra just got home. He was leaning on the sofa after taking a shower some time ago.
"Nrank ..." Audi slightly pursed his lips. "Kangen hugs his muscles Mas, hehe."
"Start your pervert, yes," grunted Ibra amusedly.
"What? People just hug doang, really, pervert? Doesn't Mas Ibra want to hug me?" audi sewot.
"You" replied Ibra kalem. He was tired, so he subconsciously answered only short.
"German hug?"
Ibra smile. "Well, can you give anything to Mas?"
"Level five kiss, maybe?"
Ibra. "No, level five is married."
Manyun audi. "But I'm curious. I just gave it level two."
"That's safest" said Ibra.
"Once in a while get out of the safe zone." Audi.
Ibra shook her head unexpectedly. "Fixed. Level five love me if we're married."
"What's that?"
"Let's be safe, Cla." Ibra is still trying to be patient. "Let's be halal too."
"Means below level five, kosher dong?" Audi throws a grin.
Ibra was really wasting her breath patiently. "Haram, Honey. Can't."
"But I like to hug kiss me?"
"Yes, the man who has not escaped sin. Yeah, baby, don't talk about kissing anymore. I want to be." Later."
"What client?" challenge Audi.
"Claaa ..." Ibra's reprimand is subtle.
"Yes yes ... Did Ibra eat?"
"Udah was."
"Keep, what's it now?" ask Audi mesem-mesem.
But Ibra answered plainly. "Are you video calling?"
Suddenly Audi's voice turned murky. "Iiiihh. It's not romantic!"
Ibra frowned. "Yes, we're on another video call, right?" tanyanya.
"That's not the answer either. If a romantic is the answer, look at your face again, baby. That's it!"
"Oohh ..." Ibra stumbled a amused smile. "Yes, it's over, huh."
Audi is still ticking. "What a fact, huh?"
Miraculously, the face of Audi instantly sumringah again. "Why is Ibra's mom?"
"Look at the angel" said Ibra sweet.
"Where are you aware of it?"
"Be aware of you, Mas's beautiful girlfriend, Claudia Mareeta Halim."
"Aaaaaahhhh ..." Audi screamed with his eyes closed. He has been like getting seduction from Park Seo Joon.
No papa, Mas Ibra is cooler than PSJ, his muscles are also bigger.
The random conversation quietly warmed Ibra's heart. Seeing his little Audi is back to what it used to be, brings an incredible feeling that cannot be described.
"Dear you, Cla," said Ibra suddenly.
Audi stopped his madness and looked up at Ibra. "Yes, know. Ibra likes me from Orok, right?"
Ibra nodded in surprise. "Kok, you know?" ask him for reflexes.
"You know, Oma said," said Audi proudly.
"Oma, huh?" mummy Ibra. "A very nice Oma."
"Heh, I said to Oma, you know. Mas Ibra said Oma is cute."
"It's funny that Malay, Cla," Ibra won.
"Gee!"
Ibra laughed crisply. "Sleep, Honey. It's the night."
"Mas Ibra is sleepy, huh?"
"Little."
"Yaaahhh .. Yes."
"Tomorrow video calls again. Tomorrow I think I'm not going home too lazy."
"Promise?"
"God willing, darling. But if not, you don't sulk. Remember what Mas said that you like to snack?" Ibra raised an eyebrow with a seductive look.
"Ih, what the hell, Mas Ibra!"
Ibra laughed again. "Udah, you've been sleeping, you're sleeping."
"Behold, I'd like to ask you something about Mas Ibra." Audi's raut turned serious. It is contagious to Ibra who is ready to listen.
"Ask what?"
"When Mas Ibra came back to Bandung, Mas had time to meet my Papa or Mama, no?"
Silent. Ibra was silent for a moment hearing Audi's question. Ibra blinked before calmly answering. "Yes meet, Cla. Our man's a neighbor."
"Yes, anyway. But that's not what I meant."
"Continue?"
"I mean, did Mas Ibra have a serious conversation with Papa, like talking to Oma?"