Ode To Latitude
I'll Kabari Later

"Hello" said Prita was holding back drowsiness.

"I just finished work. Tara has gone to bed tomorrow must fill the event at six in the morning" added Prita while yawning.

"What a big fat, huh?" the voice across sounded worried.

"We're going on a date tonight?" 

Prita massaged her head slowly, while closing her eyes.

"Can't Fen, I'm really dizzy and busy. Just put it off?" prita said to Fendi his lover.

"It's been a month, we've never been on a date. Meet you for just a moment" said Fendi. 

"Fen, I'm working. You know how Tara Kayak is. There's no way I'm gonna leave him alone" Prita protested.

"Partially we can date another time, later I will tell" said Prita annoyed

Prita heard Fendi's breath. There was guilt in his heart for raising his voice, in the man he had been in a relationship with for almost three years.

"Yes already. Rest, let me know if you have time" said Fendi slowly.

Prita said good-bye before ending their conversation.

Prita threw herself in her soft bed. Her eyes glare at the ceiling of Tara's apartment. The dim light of his room made him dissolve in one name, Fendi.

At first their date went well until finally Tara decided to rent an apartment and invite Prita to live with him to make it easier in business.

The world of Prita's courtship that was previously like a fairy tale, disappeared instantly when Tara's schedule began to get denser. Prita began to rarely reply to Fendi's messages even ignoring the incoming phone while he was at work or began to sleep.

Today is the umpteenth time Fendi discussed their date appointment and Prita canceled their appointment. He was too tired of his work. Every time he finished work, all he did was soak in warm water and sleep. 

Prita banged his mattress trying to eliminate the guilt that appeared in between his memories. Back to the image of the sad face of fendi, a man whose hair is often pigtailed. A timid smile, and Fendi's handsome face adorned Prita's memory.

On the other hand, Fendi was reading a Whatsapp message between himself and Prita. Their message was never deleted. When he misses the woman he can only read the message, or look at Prita's face neatly lined up her cell phone gallery. 

Every now and then he checks Prita's social media accounts that seem lonely. Unlike most artist managers who are active on social media, Prita just the opposite. Fendi can count in one month Prita only twice share happy moments in the story WA or Instagram.

There was a feeling of guilt in Fendi's heart when asking for their date appointment. Fendi did not mean to make Prita angry, he just wanted the certainty of their meeting that he had been waiting for so long. 

Fendi was just about to tell Prita that on Sunday he had to leave for the border area for their latest film. I don't know when they will meet again that Fendi is not sure they can communicate well between their busy lives.

Fendi breathed a rough breath, stroking his increasingly long hair past his neck. 

It's also hard to date an artist manager, a lot of the challenges 

inward Fendi once again involved a photo of Prita smiling sweetly, and finally asleep.

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