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Our Latitude - Part 4 Latitude

Section 4 Latitude

Latitude Kemuning, Controller.

PAPA SAID, I fainted. He pulled over the tar after passing through the Selayang flyover junction and tried to make me regain consciousness. I got carried away. The head is incredible. My heart thump ra-sanya so hard.

“Why, Lin or Jaka, or who are you?” Papa asked frantically while tightening the lid of the wind oil bottle. Maybe that thing helped wake me up.

I straightened my back, confirmed the seat-posi, then held my head. My hand reached for the backpack next door, then attempted to unzip the front pocket.

“What? Wanna take what? Let Papa get it,” said Papa hurriedly stuck out his hand to make ka zipper.“Medicine, Pa,” I said slowly.

My head and heart just kind of burst into the air when I spoke. So I'm holding this fucking head, so it doesn't come off and roll.

“Yang Lorazepam,” I continued with a half-dead struggle to open my mouth.

Papa took small tubes of pills and read them one by one. When I found the medicine with the name I called, he gave the tube to me. I took a pill right when Papa gave me a bottle of mineral water. Soon I drugged my savior's medicine, then handed the mineral bottle back to Papa. I leaned my back on the seat.

A few minutes later, my heart melted normally. At that moment, Papa put ta-ngan on my head and stroked her. I looked at him. Watering eyes. Suddenly the atmosphere became emo-sional. I don't know why I cry too. Papa stretched out his body to hold me.

“Inscuse Papa.”“Latitude is nothing,” I said was not as emotional as before.

I also do not understand why the apology from Papa faded my emotional attitude earlier. Tears do not fall. There was a voice in my head that was shaking. Maybe, it's Jaka. He said words of some sort, ‘Where have you been all this time?’ to Papa. But I immediately ignored. I don't want to ruin my new day. It was as if Papa had opened the way to this new sheet.

Papa unraveled the embrace, grasped both of my shoulders for a moment, and wiped the wet in his eyes. “You're calmer?” tanyanya really.

I'm nodding. “More roads aja, Pa.”

Papa stepped on the gas and the car rolled back on the road. He kept glancing at my meme-riks. I'm still leaning in the seat. Today it feels tiring, but the sun is not too high. Hopefully, there will be no more interruptions.

I don't drink Lorazepam every day. His ha-his when I was attacked by overwhelming anxiety. Usually, it is triggered by an uncomfortable situation. Majoru's presence, definitely. I want Mother Retno out, but I'm too tired. He seems to be busy too. So, I better get some sleep now.