Ode To Latitude
A Day with Mia

Genta and Mia spend the afternoon in Timezone, shopping, and trying the famous culinary in the city center. Along the way Genta noticed Mia's sight was always unfocused, the little girl seemed to be looking for something. Genta parked his car in front of a Yonex badminton booth on Yos Sudarso Street. Mia's eyes sparkled happily, but a few seconds later the little girl returned moody.

Genta could guess Mia's mind easily.

“Let om who told mama kamu” said Genta while holding Mia into the sports equipment store.

“Happy day” greet thin mustachioed men on Genta and Mia.

Genta walked around the store while asking what type of racket was suitable for a child of Mia's age, shoes, a backpack, a sports suit and other supplies. Genta listened intently to the man's explanation and was left to choose the sports equipment the shopkeeper recommended.

“You're done?”

An incoming message surprised Regata who was busy doing nail care. unfortunately his fingernails should not be left long and painted, he said, even though Regata always uses gloves, he cannot predict when he will be called to be an assistant surgeon.

The treatment is long. Not yet toenails, hair, and shopping maybe his activities will end up past six in the afternoon. Regata has repeatedly refused Genta's offer to pick him up, he could have gone home by taxi online but Genta keukeuh want to take him. Regata does not have enough energy to fight with men, if you think about reducing online taxi spending.

Genta's face beamed watching Mia's spirit train. A small idea suddenly popped up in his brain when Regata said he was still a long time ago. It is now only half four in the afternoon and Mia has plenty of time to train at GOR Pak revelations. The crowd cheering at the end of the field excited Mia who was training.

“Her father Mia, drink first watch his throat dry most yells” Bu Revelation so call Mr. Wahyu's wife who somehow since when has been beside Genta, offers a bottle of mineral water.

The clapper as bright as the water up to half. Nervousness and pleasure emanated from his handsome face. Bu Wahyu invited Genta to chat and began to ask questions of a personal nature. Instead of avoiding Genta even enthusiastically tell his daily life.

“Mah, this is not Mia's father, this is the surgeon, his mother's co-worker Mia” Nimbrung Pak Wahyu.

“Don't be treated by Doctor. If the word of the child now too kepo” whispered sir Wahyu.

“But I was also curious why her mother Mia was so against her daughter practicing badminton. When it comes to injuries I think it's an athlete's risk. Let alone run, the road may fall. After all, his daughter has a great determination to be a badminton athlete why not just support it. I don't think He will disappoint his mother with his choice” said Pak Wahyu.

The two men were silent. Genta agreed with Pak Wahyu's opinion, since a few weeks ago he wanted to ask the reason but has not found the right time and conditions. Genta Regata was very serious about watching a badminton match at his clinic last month.

“Oh yes, Mia when to leave?” ask Mr. Revelation.

Genta frowned upon hearing the question.

“Depart to where?”

“Ke Jakarta, there is a drawing and coloring competition at the early age level”

Regata didn't say anything to her, Inner Genta. Information as important as this escapes his attention, where can it be so. Although Regata doesn't think it's important, Genta will help Mia. A lot of big ideas crossed his head he started matching Mia's departure date and her operating schedule. Time to count the days.

The three men reached home. Regata that lately looks tangled appear with a new look, mocca hair color dreams are beautiful. His toenails are painted in a light green color which adds a bright impression among his whites. Bi Nina gave a small smile at the new appearance of her master.

“Om don't tell us our secret” whispered Mia before Genta left Regata's house that night.