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Our Latitude - Part 26 Latitude

Section 26 Latitude

Jaka Alter.

Two people are staring at me. Strange beud, I swear! I turned my head for a moment and found myself in a new place. I was hugging my guitar and sitting in an amazingly beautiful place.

“What's up, sik?” ask the two people in front of me.

They both laughed together. “Crewman too, yes, you, Lin. People are waiting, he's kidding.”

Guys who seem to be the same age as me are talking and don't stop ngakak. The pretty girl on the chair just across the table also laughed.

“Kak Lin, come on! Chaca pep see Kak Lin playing guitar.”

Playing guitar? Ah, ja. This must be where Lin-tang is. That is Charity. And these? Her papa? Waiting for me to play this guitar? Ah, easy.“Okay, okay!”

I have no latitude in playing guitar. If the genre-genjreng pop song doang, mah, keciiil! Do not be told to play classical music. Can curl my beautiful fingers.

I started to write my favorite song intro. “Ngerti, aren't you guys what song?” ask those two guys. I waited for them to answer with a smile and looked at them one by one. I saw the guy frowning. The girl was silent.

“Slank, yes? Too sweet?” Finally the man replied, but in a unsure tone.

“True!” my peek. The key has already gone into the lyrics of the beginning of the song and jreeeng.... “I picked up the guitar.. and started playing...” I started my favorite song of all time with a super high fantasy.

I kept singing in front of the two tons who were staring at me. You know, bye! Are they fascinated or how. Sebodo! Lintang disrupts the enjoyment of my song. He screams not clear. Last time, he was so cool that he told me to ‘depan’. Now call me unclear. Tastier

aja's! I am also singing again.

He kicked my head. What does the kid want, anyway?

Latitude Kemuning, Controller.

Literature and Chaca looked at me in wonder.

“Sorry, earlier that..heating up,” obviously I was nervous. Ke-palaku immediately thought of a classic un-tuk song to improve the ruined appearance of Bang Jaka.

I have to be able to deal with this. Must. I took a breath and started playing Asturias by Isaac Albeniz. I try to focus by looking at that point at the foot of the table. It helped me so much out of the eyes of these two people in front of me.

Bar one to seventeen, this andante tempo song I started with the style of a beautiful legato first, sedayu-dayu. Repetition of the tone in the middle later, I usually play with broken and sharp for the achievement process ******* and in-mization songs.

Anyone must have heard this classic Spanish song—minimum seventeen bars early. As far as I know, this is a very popular song. Even for those who are not fans of your classic sik.

The clang of my fingerings on the strings of a guitar. I don't know what my audience's expression really is, because now I even close my eyes—dreaming at the same time obliterating the guzzles. But they don't speak. Because the sound that is here is only from my guitar and earthy-an with wild birds.Key B on the seventh fret, the A string is plucked firmly as a distance for the next part. Just at this moment, I opened my eyes and found Literature's face stunned. I continued on, though my nervous be-lum disappeared. Got to! This is proof in front of my students. I don't want to lose my job.

Bars 17 through 25, the fingering is almost similar and played at lower notes. Going to teta-pi, the tempo should remain the same and the finger shift is quite far. Asturias bar 17 and after the run. I imagine a Spanish girl being carried away on a white horse by a handsome prince to be rescued from the pursuit of bramacorah.

I kept singing this song with my eyes closed. Until entering the last bars, the kete nangan came to me. I put ira-ma down and ended the song.

I open my eyes slowly. I saw both of my spectators gaping. Before long, loud applause while standing they presented me.

“Thank you.”Ah..., finally survived too.