Calibra: A Delayed Taste

CALIBRA | CHAPTER 67

"You don't hate Auntie." Audi asked while eating his ice cream.

Kenan was also sitting next to him, they were both bought ice cream by Ibra, but the man was going to the toilet now. Both of them observed the mall that began to quiet. Naturally, the night kept on moving and time pointed at almost half-nine.

Kenan looked up, looking up at Audi. "Why should Ken hate Auntie?"

Audi flashing. "Because ... Aunt take your dad? Because ... Auntie also pinched you back then?"

"Ooh ...." Kenan is back to eating ice cream. "Dad said, Auntie pinched Kenan out of anxiety, because Kenan was funny. Hm." He glanced at it with a smile touching his cheek with one finger, then continued to poke the ice cream and lick it to the bottom.

"What?" audi is weird.

"And for Dad, Auntie doesn't take Dad, really. Dad said, Aunt Audi is the dream of Dad, the dream of Dad, the same as the ideals of Kenan."

Audi turned his head, he blinked with his lips slightly pursed. What kind of analogy is that? And again, who said Audi was worried about Kenan? This must be Ibra's wits.

Screeching, Audi continues to eat ice cream. "What are your goals?" ask Audi indifferently.

"Doctor," replied the boy short.

"Doctor?"

"hum. Kenan wants to heal people who are often sick like Kenan."

Nyess. Audi's heart seemed to be doused in ice water, Audi forgot Kenan had a history that is quite heavy for children.

Audi thumped nervously. "Eager," he said briefly.

Kenan turned his head again and smiled until his row of teeth were seen. "Yes, Aunt, thank you. Thanks too, you know, Kenan's jajan earlier. Hehe."

"Hm. You're welcome."

"When Ken locks Auntie in the bathroom, what's the auntie doing? A pup? Peed?"

Audi cringing. "What, anyway, you?"

Who was just asked. You little boy.

"Tante must be cold when Kenan locks up. Kenan's sorry, yeah, Auntie."

Audi took a breath. "Aren't you saying that?"

"Hehe, said Father, while there is still plenty of time to apologize, until we are relieved."

Audi fell silent. He looked at Kenan with a vision that was starting to melt. "That's not entirely your fault, so don't apologize for it all the time. Auntie was also wrong to pinch you. It must hurt." Audi's voice still resounded withstanding prestige.

Kenan again carried the ice cream in his hand, while the two legs of the boy swung as it did not reach the floor. "Kan Kenan has said, Kenan sorry Aunt, because Auntie pinched Kenan because of anxiety."

"Whatever."

They were silent for a long time until the ice cream in their hands was gone. Kenan suddenly opened his voice again. "Tante really loves Daddy?"

"Hm?" Audi.

"Dear aunt, isn't it Daddy?"

Audi did not answer. He looked at the clingy Kenan, scrutinizing the delicate face of the child deeply.

"Why is that?" ask Audi.

Kenan smiled. "If Aunt really loves Dad, Kenan will be relieved."

"Lega why?"

"Yes relieved, because Kenan also loves Dad."

"Oh." Audi was only able to mutter in response.

"Please love you and Papa Rega."

Audi looked at the boy sympathetically. Suddenly Audi felt the luckiest person because it was born from an affluent family, so his parents were still complete. Unlike Kenan, whose life may be much different from Audi. The boy had already endured quite a bit of grief at his age.

"Aunty?"

"Hm?" Audi turned back to Kenan.

"Tante has to be nice to Dad."

Audi pegged slightly, while Kenan ran towards the garbage can, throwing away the ice cream container that had been filled with toilet. Audi remained silent until Ibra returned from the bathroom.

"Back, yuk. It's malem, it's nine o'clock. Some shops are closed too."

"Ken! Go home!"

"Okay, Dad!"

Ibra takes over the ice cream shell in Audi's hand, then throws it away in the barrel where Kenan threw out the trash.

"Yuk." Ibra embraces Kenan so that the child is not too agile to walk.

"Tante, come!"

Audi jerks. He moved on and followed the two men while continuing to reflect.

In the car, Ibra glanced at Audi who was still silent. He looked back for a moment, finding Kenan who had fallen asleep.

"You .. don't like our streets, do you?" ibra asked half a whisper. "Is Mas too mean to you? Sorry, Kenan really wants to see you about that."

Audi looked at it. "Yes, not papa. Kenan is cool, really."

Ibra's forehead is wrinkled. He looked at Audi for a moment. "Seriously you said that?"

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes ... no, anyway. Cuman, tumben aja you say cool little boy. Usually a hassle."

Audi just sniffed. Soon they arrived in front of Shireen's house. The woman opened the door as soon as Ibra's car arrived in her yard.

Audi did not go down, while Ibra switched to open the rear passenger door, holding Kenan who apparently slept so soundly.

Seeing Ibra who seemed to want to enter Shireen's house, Audi immediately went down and followed the man behind. Not a parno, Audi is just trying to keep what belongs to him.

However, he and Ibra are still girlfriends, it means his Ibra.

Ibra put Kenan to sleep in his room, he rubbed the boy's forehead for a while before coming out, followed by Shireen and Audi who had been trailing. Especially Audi, he does not want to be far from the back of Ibra.

"Thank you, Mas, Audi. Kenan must be troubling you." Shireen spoke when they were outside.

Ibra. "Either. I should be the one to thank you, because you let Kenan out with us."

Shireen smiled. "You don't want to stop by for longer? Drink first, maybe?"

"No, Mba. Kenan will wake up again. Oh yes, Kenan had eaten ice cream, then please wipe his cheek again, yes? His clothes too, who knows the straw," said Audi who managed to make Ibra and Shireen stare simultaneously at him.

Audi probably didn't realize his words just sounded weird. Especially for Shireen. Since when Audi who he said did not like children, suddenly he was so attentive to his son.

Still, Shireen smiled, thanking Audi. "Yes, Di. Thanks, yeah. Kenan's naughty, isn't he?"

"No, it's ordinary."

"Oh, suck. I was worried about that."

"Udah night. You guys want to go straight home?" shireen.

"Yes. Yes already. Come, Yang. Ren, come?" Ibra embraces Audi to get back in the car.

Shireen nodded. "Be careful."

"Mba, we're home" Audi said. He still looks nervous dealing with Shireen.

Shireen smiled and nodded back. "Yes, Di. You guys be careful on the road."

Ibra helped Audi enter the car, after which he switched to the steering door. Ibra honks as final farewell. Shireen waved at the two leaving.

"So, is Mas Ibra done with Kenan and Mba Shireen?" ask Audi when they're on their way.

Ibra looked at it. He grabbed Audi's hand for it to hold. "You told them, you can't visit often."

"Hen?"

"Dine? As you know, he accepted Mas's decision."

Ibra looked at Audi again. "Why? How, silence? You ... still not satisfied, huh? Or do you want them to be the same again?" ask Ibra carefully.

Audience shakes. "No. This is okay."

Ibra smile. He took Audi's hand, kissed it, then held it on the wheel.

"So, can you apply?"

"What?" shock Audi, staring at Ibra in shock.

Ibra, he even smiled and looked at her meaningfully.