Ode To Latitude

Ode To Latitude
Airin


A middle-aged woman breezed into one of the luxury hotels in Mega Kuningan, South Jakarta.


“Hay, said the woman while greeting her female friends.”


“Halo Mami Airin” greet one of the men who dress up like a woman in the room.


“Cie who bought a new bag” seductive his other friend.


Airin is certainly showing off. Thanks to the money given by his daughter, Tara he was finally able to buy a bag original Fendi brand.


Since Tara is increasingly widely known in the world of entertainment homeland, Airin also exists in the association of artists and socialites of the country. Unmitigated he became a member of the brondong and luxury goods. All the money and luxury that Airin got thanks to his daughter's hard work. Tara must thank and be devoted to herself, if it wasn't Airin who took care of her and convinced Tara to plunge into the entertainment world maybe Tara would end up being a Sales Promotion Girl (SPG) and a ++ masseuse like her old self.


“How do you want to kill him?” ask senior artist Pinkan, who has just had her second marriage.


“Casual mak, if not because I need his endorsement Tara he had kicked from our society” said Berny, the wooden man who had greeted Airin.


“Iya unclean I am the same mother-emak caper, artist is also not” continued Malini pop singer who is on the rise.


They looked at Airin who was busy here and there greeting the arisan members in the room while commenting on the appearance of Airin who they thought was tacky and kampungan.


Airin walked closer to Berny, Pinkan, and Malini while gesturing that he was wearing a branded bag. The three of them acted as if Airin was the most wow appearance in the room.


“Si brondong where?” ask Berny with Julid's tone. Brondong is airin's girlfriend who is 18 years younger than him.


“Udah I broke up, caught cheating with om-om” said Airin casually.


“Your money is less, so brondong go” Pinkan started to pump Airin.


“Iya today mah no money brondong blur, in the world of entertainment mah ordinary it”


“Life needs money nek, let alone brondong you yesterday was a model right, soon to be orbited as a newcomer artist. Deketin om-om sponsor mah reasonable” Berny giggles while covering his mouth with his clenched fingers.


“Udah same as the usual college children, the production is not much most to pay the same cost of snacks” the three people giggled.


Airin responded to their opinion with a wry smile then pretended to be pampered. There was also a point in the mouth of the three people's bucket. Besides, the money Tara gave him wasn't enough for him to have fun with his girlfriend. Tara has to work harder so that her beloved mother can live a decent life. Airin imagined himself left behind by socialites just unable to finance brondong, pay luxury arrivals, and travel abroad. Nope, no! Aware Airin, now you are the mother of artist Tara Widuri. Your life should be luxurious, and classy.


Airin exhaled his cigarette smoke. He was in one of the cheap hostel rooms on the outskirts of Jakarta, after spending time with brondong who approached him at the event.  He is calling Tara while threatening to have Tara transfer some money immediately. The money Tara gave him was used up. The cost of apartment maintenance, garbage, security, rental costs branded goods, and car rental fees have not been paid.


“Mah, I have not been paid from all my work” said Tara memelas when she heard Airin blurting his jokes.


“Halahhh many reasons you, say all your money you have given to the poor athlete!” shout Airin.


“Mah, I'm not lying I can only transfer mama two million, that's my remaining money in this month mah” said Tara slowly.


“Hey son of a bitch, where is your gratitude the same mama hah! it's a good thing you mama lived up to this much now it has begun to disobey. Mama don't want to know, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow all bills must be paid off!”


Tara stared at her cell phone, her mind in turmoil. All of Airin's words revolved around his head.