Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 91

"What's this, Auntie? I think I cut it?" Audi asked Safa who was also struggling on the kitchen table..

Aunty Safa said she wanted to make pudding to welcome her husband's arrival later, none other than Om Edzar who she said loved the fruit pudding made.

"Yes, you just cut it as you can," he said casually.

Aunty Safa also wants to fry chicken flour that has been marinated since yesterday. After shopping, he asked Audi to accompany him to cook and have lunch. Audi is like a son-in-law here.

"That's you're more pinter than Auntie used to fit still girl. Anyway severe, peeling fruit just spilled, to the extent that Oma you are angry and do not permit Aunt to go to the kitchen again. Haha."

Audi also chuckled. "Seriously, Auntie?"

"Seriously. Oma you are fierce and chatty, especially about the kitchen, she really keeps it clean and does not like the kitchen is dirty even though it's a small piece of oil as big as a needle prick."

Well, Audi shakes in disbelief. Oma Halim was chatty, but unexpectedly turned out to be such a perfectionist.

"Mama is also chatty" Audi said.

Safa chuckles. "All mothers must be chatty to their children. Whether it's giving advice, advising, prohibiting, many things that make us as mothers so chatty, but it's all for the good of the child. The woman you see outside the calm, if in the house she must be chatty also the same child. Can't believe? Try your own race when you're a mom."

Audi folds lips when gets a seductive glance from the aunt. I want her to be ashamed of remembering Ibra. Unavoidably, the shadow of marriage between her and Ibra floated on her head. Audi had to shake his head to stay focused on stepping on land.

Then Aunt Safa took out the chicken that had been marinated from the refrigerator. He got rid of the pudding first and started preparing flour, eggs, and other ingredients for frying.

Approximately thirty minutes of fried chicken flour is ready to be served. The money makes Audi drool to want to eat immediately, let alone doused in chili sauce, duh, Audi stomach rumbling.

But they're not done yet. Aunty Safa drained the pudding liquid into the mold, waited until it was a little cold before putting in some pieces of fruit that had been prepared by Audi, then poured again hot pudding liquid to wrap the fruits. And so on until full print.

"Well, done. Yuk, eat first. Oh yeah, we bought a stir fry. Where is it, huh?"

Audi dyed for a while, then he pointed at a white crackle lying in the corner of the bar table. "This time, Auntie."

"Well, really. Bentar, Auntie be ready for the rice." Aunty Safa turned towards the rice cooker container and picked up a few centongs for the two of them.

"Eh, Mama didn't you tell me to come here? Maybe we'll eat together?"

"Mom bought some meatballs, Tan."

"Oh, huh? Yeah, well, we're both eating no papa, are we?"

"Yes, Aunt."

Audi helped bring the food and followed Safa who turned out to walk to the back porch. There is a set of chairs and tables that are fit enough to hold their food plates.

Audi began to sit across from the aunt who looked enthusiastic, either because of the food or because of eating with Audi. Just now Audi wants to pluck chicken flour, his hands are flushed slowly by Aunty Safa.

Audi looked up while gnawing. "Why, Auntie?"

"Yes?" Audi stupefied.

"So soon, Auntie took a picture of you, huh?"

"Lho, isn't the food?" Audi thinks Aunt Safa wants to photograph the results of her cooking. What, so Audi?

"Hehe, make send to Ibra," he said plainly.

Safa started pointing her phone camera at Audi which was still gawking. While Audi can only smile a little when the aunt started counting from one to three.

There were about five Audi shots, three food shots, and a selfie of how many people there were. Haduh, it turns out that Aunt Safa has not left the soul selebgramnya. He is still very cool and very happy to take pictures.

"Let's makaaan!!!" that woman, cheerful.

Audi grimaced, finally after waiting for some time, Audi could taste one by one the food on the table. The hunger that had been blocked by content was now satisfied with one bite of chicken flour made by Aunty Safa.

Nice, wear it. Audi can hardly believe Aunt Safa was ever so lousy in the kitchen. It turns out that habit and practice can change all disabilities. So Audi thought, should he also start learning to cook? It also seems to be good to make food with your own hands.

"Ibra hasn't responded to Auntie's message. He was busy, yes. If the day hardly ever hold a mobile phone, even if it holds never more than ten minutes, Auntie tasa."

Audi nodded in confirming. Ibra's activities are that tight.

"Tante hope you can accept this shortcoming of Ibra, Audi. Not only this, but other flaws as well." Aunty Safa looked up, throwing a smile at Audi.

His youthful face looked at the girl in the shade. For a moment Audi felt he was diving into Ibra's eyes. I don't know, according to Audi, Ibra more down the Aunty Safa gene. Although the man was not slender like his mama, but his skin was not as good as Om Edzar.

"Maybe Ibra can not always accompany you at all times, but her love is clearly sincere for you. Ibra is exactly his papi, he if already in love with one woman, thousands of women though difficult to make him turn away. Evidently even though she was married to Shireen, Ibra could not immediately throw away her feelings for you, right?"

"Sama kayak Om you, he also used to love Aunt even though he was married to someone. But it's the basis of a soul mate, we don't know what God's plan is. At the end of the day we are united as well. Haha, sometimes fate makes us funny."

Audi smile. He already knows the story of Aunt Safa and Om Edzar is so full of twists and turns, and Audi is always made to be touched and amazed by the bond of both. Amazingly despite decades of living the household, they still remain harmonious and friendly. Not infrequently Audi found Aunt Safa and Om Edzar calling each other with affectionate calls.

"So did you and Ibra. Audi, if God really wants you to be a match, no matter how hard the road goes, God will always give you a way to achieve marriage."

"Although Papa you have not received Ibra at this time, at least with your support, Ibra can be more enthusiastic."

After saying so, Aunt Safa suddenly fell silent. His roar was like he was flabbergasted about something.

Audi frowned inside. "I mean Auntie?"

The aunt stuttered running away her eyes. He was nervous about Audi.

"That's ...."

"Aunty can explain just now? Does Papa Audi not accept Mas Ibra? Did you meet Papa and Mama?"