Calibra: A Delayed Taste
CALIBRA | CHAPTER 93

Ibra was silent when she found Audi's face behind the scenes. As usual they will take the time to make a video call if Ibra is not scheduled for the night. Intentions to throw seduction, Ibra instead made glued with puffy eyes and a red nose owned by Audi.

"What's wrong with you, Cla? Weeping, huh?"

The audi shook his head, but the look on his face could not lie. Audi lay sideways, put his face on the pillow, his eyes looked at Ibra who was filled with anxiety and curiosity.

"Why, Honey?" Ibra asked subtly again.

Naturally, Audi's face puffy and swollen, from noon after arguing with Dava, Audi did not stop crying in the room. He only dared to call Ibra after his tears stopped coming out, even though it was useless because Audi still could not hide the fact that he had finished crying from Ibra.

Ibra which is equipped with psychology in the unity can certainly quickly realize the chaotic mood of Audi. Audi did not want Ibra to know, but he did not know how to relieve his heart that is not because of other than by looking at the shady face of Ibra.

"Hm?" Ibra raised an eyebrow to find Audi just silent. "You need a confiding friend, right?" guess later. "Mas is ready to listen. Consider it your friend."

Audi did not immediately answer, he gritted his nose which apparently was still watery. "Why is Ibra's mom?"

Ibra looked back a little when one of her friends greeted her, and then looked back at Audi. "Why, Honey?"

"Mas Ibra where else, anyway? That's how the lights are like a nightclub?" Audi sounded a little unhappy.

Ibra smile. "No, this is the birthday of a high school friend, Mas just a clash, really, out of the core event straight home."

"really? I don't like, you know, Mas Ibra playing to such places, must be a lot of flirtatious girls," said Audi.

Indeed, the basis of his heart condition has not improved, when he found out Ibra was attending his friend's birthday event, Audi became increasingly restless. The problem is that the place Ibra comes to like a discotheque, indeed the theme of such an event is common in big cities, but because it is commonplace that Audi so know how the actual party atmosphere.

"Yes, Honey. You don't worry about Mas, Mas is the one who worries you why."

"Audi lazy to say that Mas Ibra is still there," said Audi flat. "Mending close it."

Ibra was silent for a moment. "Yes, I said goodbye to my friends, huh? You don't shut it, we'll talk if it's in the car."

Ibra seemed to be moving out of place. Audi didn't really see Ibra where she was, but she seemed to be approaching the friend in question, none other than the owner of the show. There was a small conversation between several people, as well as a familiar laugh between fellow men.

Shortly after that Ibra again faced her phone in the face, the man was now walking out of the room. Apparently the event was held at one of the hotels.

"Stay, Mas's car is in the parking lot. Have you eaten yet?" Ibra opened the voice.

Audi answered with a sling. It makes Ibra cring in. "Kok, yet? Last meal when?" ask Ibra as she continues walking.

"Same Aunt" replied Audi.

"Hang?" Ibra glared in disbelief.

"I haven't been out of my room!" audi is upset. He almost returned but was arrested.

Raut Ibra turned more serious. "Why did you actually lock yourself in that room?" He got into the car and got into the steering wheel.

Ibra did not immediately start the car, he was silent waiting for Audi to sound.

"So sorry Papa" said Audi.

"Papa? Why is it with your Papa?"

"Cla?"

"I already knew Mas Ibra had come to the house at that time."

Audi's recognition keeps Ibra glued. Especially now Audi's eyes seem to stab him, but the girl did not glare or stare sharply.

"Papa nolak Mas, right?"

Ibra. "Itu—"

"Why didn't Mas Ibra tell me? Always play a secret when there is a problem. Ibra likes to keep his own problems."

Ibra takes a breath. "Mas just doesn't want you to fight with Uwa."

"Keep if I don't know, can I keep this from me? Although Mas didn't say, I'd still know, from whoever it was."

"You know from whom?"

"Tadi Aunty Safa keceplosan. I asked him to be quiet."

Ibra again breathed. Indeed, if his mother already knows, there must be information that is not safe. The reason why Ibra more often invite the papi when discussing.

"So right, Papa nolak Mas?"

"Not a nolak, Cla. Papa you just give some conditions," said Ibra.

"Condition? What conditions?" Audi frowned curiously.

Ibra folds lips full of consideration. He looked at Audi with doubt. "It's easy, really. You don't need to know. Anyway don't worry, I can definitely marry you."

"Mas promise," continued Ibra. "You're not ready for marriage yet, are you?"

"I'm ready, anyway, if I'm Ibra."

Ibra. He was quite impressed with the recognition of Audi just now. "What did you say, Cla? You ... ready to marry me?"

Audi nodded. "I'm just nervous, because he said the marriage proposal TNI is complicated, asked this is it, I'm afraid I can not answer."

Ibra's smile rose instantly, her eyes staring at Audi haru. "Seriously, Honey? You're not kidding anymore, are you?"

Audi frowning. "What have we been kidding about since?"

Ibra chuckled, she leaned her back on the chair, her hands raised and covered her face. When it opens, what Audi sees is the face of Ibra flowering with a happy eye luster.

"Makanya Mas Ibra quickly persuaded Papa," said Audi.

Aunty Safa says Audi should encourage Ibra. So maybe this is one solution so that their relationship does not run aground.

Ibra nodded enthusiastically. "Sure, Cla. Mas will definitely persuade Uwa to accept Mas. You just wait until Mas lamar you officially, after that we immediately submit."

Audi smiled, he felt touched even though he was still curious about the conditions given by the father to Ibra.