Ode To Latitude
Semifinals

Regata is busy serving patients who are waiting in line. Sometimes he looks uneasily at the wall clock that starts at eight in the evening, which means the Latang match may have entered the second half.

Regata does not have enough time even though just looking at live scores on twitter. Itchy hands, his heart restless. Today patients are more crowded than usual. 

"This is the last patient prescription" said dr. Genta handed the recipe to Regata. 

Regata to the pharmacy. He saw Fahmi busy inputting any prescriptions that came out today and monitoring any drugs that were starting to deplete.

"Doctor Genta has no intention of finding that pharmacist's assistant?" ask Regata while helping Fahmi prepare a prescription for the last patient of the night.

"It's been more than three times that doctors have asked the same thing. You yourself dr. Genta kayak what" said Fahmi sewot.

Regata bit her lip wrong. He even forgot that the same question had been asked.

"I help prepare the prescription well, you will check again" said Regata while writing the drug etiquette.

Once completed, Regata replaced Fahmi. Help the man input the rest of the recipe. While Fahmi did a double check, then handed over and explained the drug prescribed by dr. Genta in patients.

"It's half nine" said dr. Genta walked into the dispensary while holding Mia, who had fallen asleep on her shoulder.

"A little more doc" said Regata and Fahmi simultaneously while showing a pile of recipes that must be inputted.

Genta paced around in the room while looking at whatever medicine was arranged on the shelf. Regata is busy reading the remaining recipes so that Fahmi more quickly input.

At exactly nine o'clock and forty-five minutes, all the work was done. 

"Sstt" said Genta stopped the hand of Regata who intended to take over holding Mia.

"You drive" whispered Genta, handing over his car keys.

Throughout the journey no one spoke. Genta was busy stroking Mia's back and hands while Regata was busy guessing the results of the Lintang match.

"Where is Mia's room" asked Genta as they arrived at Regata's house.

"Had docks" whispered Regata, resuscitating Genta who was still staring at the entire room.

Genta laid Mia down carefully. Pulling a blanket over Mia and making sure that Mia's position is safe and comfortable.

"Thank you doc, it's our anterin" Regata said awkwardly.

"OKs. See you tomorrow" Genta replied briefly.

After Genta Regata immediately locked the gate and the main door. He quickly checked his phone.

His heart was racing, and his stomach was nauseous. 

Lose.

Regata felt his blood whirring. His ears are hot and his head is dizzy. This feeling.the same feeling Regata feels every Latitude loses. 

Regata ventured to read the comments on the post. The top three comments were enough to make his emotions rise.

If only Lintang was nearby she wanted to tightly hug the man, letting Lintang spill all her feelings just like back then. Regata is too scared. Fear of loss, fear Lintang hates it.

Unknowingly Regata's eyes glazed over. Her eyeballs are hot. Regata raised his face, holding back tears that almost spilled. 

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Lintang closed his eyes between chunks of ice, in the bathub of his hotel room. A flash of the match, alternately appeared in his head. Lintang sighed heavily.

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