Ode To Latitude
Pamite

"I don't think I'm sure I'm going back to the clinic" Regata spoke to Genta one-on-one after practice hours.

Genta understands Regata's intentions, the possibility of Regata returning is very small. From the story of Regata the picture of his father is not much different from his parents, conservative and reflecting on the era in which they were raised. When Genta was Regata's age, he found it difficult to make his own choices. His choices were dictated by his parents as if they were puppets who had to obey the will of his parents. There are parents who succeed, some who regret, and some who blame their children. It was a miracle, but that's what happened. It is difficult to change the mindset taught from generation to generation.

"No problem, I ask Jenar to replace you. Whether you come back or not, Jenar will help me unless she resigns herself" Genta promised.

Regata relief. One by one the problem is made easy. He got a leave of absence and was willing to have his salary cut if he returned past the leave deadline. Fair enough, at least remind him that there are major responsibilities he must resolve in addition to his personal problems.

"Bi, take good care of the house. This is my home of my installments. I'll send Aunt's paycheck on the 05th of every month. If anything breaks please let me know" Regata's message.

Bi Nina could only nod. After six years together, they must part with each other's secrets. Bi Nina longed for their warm togetherness. This farewell will be the saddest farewell of all his work.

Genta, Jenar, and Bi Nina let Regata go with a wave of their hands. Regata promised to often exchange news with the three people. Regata doesn't know what his days will be like. With the support of the three people and a little courage he managed to set foot Jakarta.

"regata's "bug" almost fell when a woman swiftly pulled her hand.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it" said the woman, who appeared to be her age.

"Oh yes" Regata realized his folly of daydreaming in the midst of the airport bustle. 

The woman just passed by while carrying a suitcase of clothes seemed to rush. 

Welcome at the airport is either a good or bad sign that clearly ensures you stay at a hotel that is within close proximity of the airport and away from home. His little heart felt safer staying around the airport even though it was twice as expensive.

Regata put his things in the wardrobe in the room. Only clothes for tomorrow were hung in the hanger, with some cosmetics left scattered on the table. 

"tok, tock, tock" a loud knock at the door woke Regata from his long slumber. She immediately put on a bra that was intentionally in her notya to be more free to breathe during sleep.

The knock was heard while Regata was busy fixing the bra hooks that were not in order. Regata gave up and after a knock, she was forced to run small towards the door with one bra hook that worked while the other two were left alone.

Regata opened the door, looking by him a very familiar figure in his eyes. Om Bobby, the right hand of his father who had been his guard until he was a teenager.

Om Bobby's face looked older. His hair and hair started to turn white. His athletic body does not show that the man will enter the age of the head five years next. 

"Om Bobby" said Regata in disbelief.

The little girl who used to follow him everywhere, had grown into a mother. His face was exactly Arimbi when young and his hard disposition declined from his father Danu. Bobby looked at Regata's change. Contrary to Bobby, Regata could not hide his surprised face. This man hasn't looked after her since she went to college. Her memory goes back to a few years ago where Regata kicked Bobby out and complained to her father that Bobby scared his future girlfriend. Danu then requests that Bobby keep an eye on Regata from a distance, making sure his daughter stays under surveillance.

"Guard your stuff, I'll wait downstairs" Bobby said, referring to the hotel lobby.

Regata could not escape or escape. He could not blame the hotel for leaking guest information and letting people come to see him without telling him by phone. He underestimated his father's indifference, until he was unaware that his place was now within the realm of his father's power and supervision. 

Regata obeys Bobby's orders, he packs his things and follows the sturdy man's steps into the parking lot. Her father's old Rubicon is parked sweetly in the basement of the hotel.

Bobby opens the door next to his wheel, hinting Regata in. He believes at that age Regata is not a child anymore who must be held tightly to his wrist so as not to run away.

On the way, the two remained silent. Soluble in the chants of songs played Prambors Radio. Regata enjoys the twilight of Jakarta while reminiscing about his childhood memories.

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