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Our Latitude - Part 18 Latitude

Section 18 Latitude

Latitude, Controller.

PAPA was busy at the workshop, so I went straight to the back-dock pon-pound. There was a call from Aunt Lea and I didn't pick up. The terror of Mama and Aunt Lea is negligible. What can not be ignored, the terror of the Japanese mother. I am grateful, until this moment Majoru did not show himself.

Speaking of him, in Oma's old Dutch-style mansion, I first met de-ngan Mayoru. She was a Japanese woman who was raped and killed by Dutch soldiers when they returned to launch military aggression. He told himself through the medium ‘smart man’ when Aunt Lea sought help to release me from the terror of Mayoru.Sometimes, he called me Minako. It was the name of her daughter who was separated when the house was attacked by Dutch soldiers. Their home was the house of Oma. When I met him I was five years old, about the same age as Minako. To be honest, he loves me very much. I was considered like his daughter. But being loved by the spirit is not good. Don't ever try to make out. Nay!

For twenty-five years, my life has been broken with him. When the person who ‘mengo-batiku’ succeeded, I was freed from him. But he will come and come again. When Oma died, the old house was eventually sold and distributed to four of Oma's children. Unmarried Aunt Lea and Mama decided to buy a house together in a residential complex in Medan. They have a Dutch-style house again. Perhaps, because it wants to retain the memories of Oma's house.

Despite moving house, Majoru did not just get away from me. She's following. When he first arrived at the new house, every day he possessed me. Majoru was angry because we moved. Then, I was treated again. She then goes missing for cement-tara.

Mayoru's mission when it comes is always the same. He still thinks of me as his son and wants to take me with him.As I told you before, I experienced another ‘ganggut’ due to trauma with Oma's torture. So, from then on, I faced two of the scariest things in life. Trauma and gangs of subtle creatures. You can imagine how ‘gila’nya me in early adolescence.

But I am proud to be able to get through it. You could say it was an accomplishment. Because I grew up in a country that didn't really care about people with psychological illnesses. Psychological diseases have a lot. Meanwhile, here there is only one word that is known to the public to mention it, ‘gila’. And unfortunately, it is considered a disgrace, a shame, and a taboo to talk about. People like me this will usually end up in confinement at home or most horrified, shackled!

Now, I have to meet Bang Jaka to ask that Mother Ret, Meredith, and Civa return to the tree house. Because, Felixia is no longer a figure to be feared. Pity if you let mere-ka be eliminated to the Rose Cottage far away in the middle of the forest.

Latitude (Controller), Home Tree—inner world Latitude.

Felixia was playing chase with Adrik when I arrived. They stopped when they saw me.

“Thank you that last night, yes, Felix,” I said.

She no longer wore her ugly mask, so I could see her wide, sweet and sincere smile. “It’s okay, Brother Lin.”

“Bang Jaka where?” “There is in his tree house.”

“OK..., briefly, yes,” I said retreat to meet Bang Jaka. “By the way, you're prettier without a mask.” My praise made Felixia grow wider.