Ode To Latitude
Packing

Tedja laughed loudly at the look on Tara's face. The man immediately slid into the room where Tara, Prita, and Kingsley were. Don't ask where that shitty guy got his password from. 

"Move on say, move on" Tedja's tease.

"Udah move on kalee," replied Tara sewot.

As usual Tara was busy checking the comments on youtube that aired the streaming. Recollecting his crooked eyes from dry eye all day replying to haters comments.

"Hiiii," said Tara shuddering back to his eyes when it was exactly like it had been stabbed.

"When do we go back to Jakarta?" asked Tara.

"Fastly," answered Prita.

"The schedule is already 1 month ahead," replied Prita busy looking at the calendar, marking important dates.

Tara is grateful that her time with Tedja is finally over. He saw his schedule of activities, in a month he received less than 10 endorsements. There are acting classes once every 2 weeks and business classes. As Prita explained, Tara will not forever be an artist and one day Prita will resign. 

"Now" Tedja thrust Taro Milkshake at Tara and sat down next to her.

Tara certainly did not refuse her favorite drink, and let Tejda sit next to her. Tara sees Tedja busy with her game.

Prita and Kingston of course stepped away from there, and continued to discuss work in the kitchen next to the television room.

"Say manager lo, you refuse a lot of work," asked Tara after seeing her schedule.

Tedja answered Tara's question with a nod.

"Why?" asked Tara curiously.

"Gue is busy," Tedja replied briefly without distracting from his gadget screen.

Tara moves into the kitchen leaving Tedja alone with her game.

"Today we can spend our time in peace" Kingsley said. During their journey Tara and Tedja always fuss over the unimportant. Today the two can get along without a bacot.

"Tomorrow afternoon, we go home. I called the office. Now you are packing your stuff so no one is left behind. I don't want it tomorrow there is a drama behind the goods" threatened Prita.

"Galak very lo be a manager, princess be sad," said Tedja joined.

Tedja follows Tara to her room. 

"Heh what are you?," Tara's tone of voice rose.

"Well, what do you want?" Tedja asked back to try to peek into Tara's room.

If Tara didn't want to be Tedja Aribawa in front of her, her emotions would have exploded. But this time Tara did not want to lose, she pushed Tedja into her room.

The surprised Tedja almost fell. Fortunately his leg muscles have been perfectly formed and his balance has been trained. 

"Help me packing," said Tara Judes.

Tedja according to him sat on the floor, while Tara took out all the contents of her closet and left scattered on the floor. Tara shifted her clothes with one of her legs and placed the suitcase between the items.

Tedja who was anxious to see Tara's behavior immediately dusted the suitcase and put it on the bed.

"Ih dirty know, the time of the suitcase put on the bed?," protested Tara.

"Trus you mean, I have to sit on top of your daleman," Tedja said.

"Yes clean the suitcase first," replied Tara.

Hearing the commotion, Prita and Kingsley made their way to Tara's room.

"That's dong Tedja, there's no point. Bantuin Princess let me spit," said Prita.

Tedja held back the laughter.

"Yes I help you, ntar Princess help me pack too," said Tedja.

"Why on calling Princess anyway, am I as Princess is it?," asked Tara presses said Princess.

The three looked at Tara with an expression of vomiting.

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