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Our Latitude - Part 44 Latitude

Section 44 Latitude

Latitude, Controller.

SUDDENLY Papa's cottage became crowded. Sister Nisa wants to know how I am. Last night, he, Sastra, and Chaca got together. They've been here since afternoon— when they found me at the cottage when Mayo-ru— attacked and stayed until early morning. Those who broke down the back cabin door. Yesterday afternoon, they came here because the plan was to join na-ik mountain.

Yeah, this is how I am, worse than last night because now my whole arm is hurting. My left hip is also painful. Papa was fed with traditional Karo oil. The pain is a bit reduced now.

Nisa's mom came to bring her breakfast. Seka-rang, all gathered on the terrace of the cottage. I didn't know what to feel because Literature was with him. I can't connect to Me-Redith yet. So, I have to hold on. A lot of people here. Not bad, it can make me avoid so as not to touch too much de-ngannya.Ah, how, yes, news of the tree house? My head was so claustrophobic with various thoughts that for a moment I forgot the po-hon house. Then I felt guilty because after reading Literature and needing Meredith, I just thought about it again.

After being forced to finish breakfast, I ma-suk. I don't like to see Nisa pa-da Papa's attention. Chaca even nempel continues and spoiled with Papa. One more thing I avoided was to steal Literature's view on me. What'd he do it for? I'm not Meredith who's interested in him.

Mom is inside. I know, he must have escaped from the crowd outside as well. He sat in front of a small table facing a tape recorder. He tam-pack shocked as I entered and immediately distanced his index finger from the old-school cassette player. It was as if it was a hot pot.

“Why, Ma?”

 “Nothing. Lazily, outside the storm,” his answer diverted.He thought I did not know that he stroked and looked at this cassette player with a na-nar look like looking at a beloved lover.

“Why with that tape?” my insistence. My hands were playing with the chocolate milk mug I was holding.

“You're not cleaning your stuff? We should be home in an hour. Mama has an appointment about work.”

Very clever to divert! I chuckle in my heart. I gave Mama a grin and a meaningful look. He did not know that Papa yesterday was ce-rita, this is a gift tape recorder from Mama in the era when they were still dating.

“What does that view mean?” tanyanya. “Open the tape deck, maybe Mama will

find something more familiar than the tape itself,” I said as I walked towards the back pin.

“Where are you going?” his yell.

“Tadi Mama told Lintang to clean up. Goods Latitude is in the back cottage.” I put the mug in the dishwasher near the stove.

“OK, go! Quick, yes!” “Oke.”

“Ma!”

He dropped the tape on the table and meno-leh. Funny face. He must be really surprised. “Pun....

What, anyway, Lin?” Mama held his chest.

“Do not get lost or damaged! It's got Latitude.”

I developed a smile and left, not wanting to see her reaction again. The important thing is that I left my important message. To avoid the possibility, he tampered with the tape.

***

Actually I'm afraid to be alone in the lodge of bela-kang. Because Majoru usually shows up here, especially if I'm alone. However, Felixia was all around me. I'm a little relieved about that. Just in case, I left the door open. The pin-pins are broken, anyway. Write a message on paper for Felixia.

I'm cleaning up. We're back in the field now.

If you have to be at ‘depan’, please continue cleaning, yes, please.

Thank you!

I put the message on the table to make it easy to see. I hit the end with a book from Papa's bookcase so that if there's a bad wind, the paper doesn't fly.

The back cabin is pretty fucked up. My drugs are strewn around the drawer. Some objects like knives and spoons were scattered on the floor. That scene reminds me of the whole night. I made a super big mistake. I'm too obedient to my ego. Yeah, maybe I'm a bit of a prosecutor and selfish. That's what broke me. I-I realize that now.

With Mama it is more fitting for me mes-kipun he is not perfect. It would not be wise for me to demand a lot of things from Papa. He had to continue his life without burdening me.

“There can I help you with?”

I'm turning. Literature appeared at the door.

Meredith!