Ode To Latitude
Homehouse

Regata set foot in front of her parents' house. The house looked quiet, there was no sign of life. Om Bobby said from a minute ago, there are things he has to do so Regata has to go in alone.

Regata digs into his memories of their minimalist home. The second floor did not change much. The plants in the yard and around his house are still the same, only pruned twigs and leaves.

“Mamaaa” scream Mia echo calling Regata.

Mia ran over to Regata, tightly hugging her mother's waist, a figure she had long longed for. Behind Mia Arimbi and Danu. Arimbi covered his face, wiping the tears with his sleeves while Danu turned his face and entered the house.

Regata hugged Mia tightly. Spilling the longing he had been craving for almost a month. Her little daughter looked more contained and white. Her hair started to grow longer and taller than last month. Mia is growing well.

“Ma.” Regata hugs Arimbi, who for the past eight years has been in constant contact with her, always in times of trouble making decisions and always there when she almost gave up being a single mother.

Arimbi hints for Regata to follow Danu to a small garden next to the kitchen. Danu was there feeding his pet birds and rabbits.

Regata crouched down next to Danu, petting the gray-haired bunny that had just given birth. Regata has never seen a rabbit in their house, it's possible that dad bought it for Mia.

Both of them were silent, no one intended to start the conversation first. Regata was too nervous that her tongue was a mute, all the words that had been neatly arranged in her brain were gone nowhere. Danu was silent, did not seem to miss the princess only wayangnya. Regata did not expect her father to be nice to her, at least he asked her to talk or get angry with him rather than just being quiet as if nothing had happened.

Arimbi and Mia saw the two did not greet each other. Arimbi deliberately invites Mia away from two people who are still silent until they leave the place.

Regata couldn't stand his father's cold attitude. He knew he was guilty but punished him by not talking childishly. They were two adults who were supposed to speak with cold heads. Regata threw away all his ego, he started their conversation he had that hot afternoon.

“Ayah” voice Regata restrained. His lips twitched, his eyes looked at his father. Waiting for Danu who had been busy himself to look back at his face, but Danu never answered his call.

“Daddy” call Regata again, this time the sound is firmer than before. His voice vibrates. Before Regata could continue his words, Danu had turned away from leaving the place towards his desk.

Arimbi hugged Regata again, taking Regata to his room.

“Ma, good mom?” ask Mia.

“Ata, leave father alone first. Later after dinner you can talk” whispered Arimbi.

Regata looked at Mia, her little daughter looked pouted at Regata sadly. Hugged again Mia, stroked the face of her beautiful daughter and then kissed her repeatedly as if she did not want to lose her daughter.

Throughout the afternoon until dinner arrived, only Arimbi and Mia were normal activities. Regata and Danu each locked themselves in a room. Regata is nostalgic for the unchanging corners of his room. The goods remain in position, still complete. Danu was the same, Regata's face did not change much, only getting older and seemed to be his maternal aura. Time passes so fast.

Their dinner went through in silence. Arimbi tried to melt the atmosphere by inviting Mia and Regata to talk, but not much help. Regata answered only a few words, the rest was silent until dinner was over.

Mia enthusiastically shows Regata her room. The room was designed with badminton-related stickers and posters. Regata was not surprised, he had expected his little daughter to complain to his grandparents. Despite his objections, Regata tries not to get angry at Mia. Her little daughter enthusiastically showed a monthly PBSI magazine containing profiles and interviews of athletes. This magazine is not a magazine that can be read by children the age of Mia, why his parents gave a magazine that is not worth reading like this, grumbled Regata while flipping through his pages.

“Ma, look at this” Mia said excitedly. A set of Yonex brand sports equipment neatly arranged in his closet. Regata could only take a breath and smile wryly. Seeing her mother is not angry Mia more eager to show other things. Regata only beards as if to allow Mia to have items that disturb her view.

Mia asks Regata to read her a story, her new hobby before going to bed. As a child, Regata was often read to by Danu and now Danu is doing the same to Mia. Mia falls asleep in the middle of the Cindelaras fairy tale, Regata wakes up slowly from the bed, then corrects the location of the blanket. He kissed Mia, said good-bye, turned off the lights and pulled the door slowly.

“Ma, papa where?” regata asked while whispering to the faithful Arimbi waiting for Regata to put Mia to sleep.

“In the workspace” Arimbi deliver Regata to the door of Danu workspace.

The door to the office was slightly open. Regata ventured to peek inside. His father was sitting on his rocking chair, his shoulders were shaking. Regata pushed the door slowly and approached her father.

Danu was looking at the photo on the family album, her hand stroking a photo in the photo was Arimbi, Regata and Mia who had just been born. Below the photo is written: the great woman of the father.

Regata knelt, crying, hiding her face on her knees and unable to see her father's face, which also broke into tears.

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