Ode To Latitude

Ode To Latitude
Wounded


Genta and Regata were in one car to the hospital. Along the way, the two chose silence. Regata turned his mind to look at the situation around the road they were walking. He did not intend to start a conversation with Genta, he did not want a conversation about the news of Mia breaking down the defense he built not to leave in front of Genta. The man had gone too far into his life.


Genta POVs


Never before has Regata looked this poor. The Regata he knew was easy to be careless and uncaring. People who are expressive yet hide a lot of wounds. No one Regata let know about his life even I had to dig further, it took a long time until Regata shared a story about him and Mia.


Regata Saraswati, her story has always caught my attention. Nothing special at our meeting. Regata wasn't the first doctor to feel the scathing swearing, but only Regata kept on going through many operations and replaced my schedule without complaining in front of me.


Sounds exaggerated, maybe he's cursing behind me but he's always doing his job well. Thorough, neat, meticulous, and professional. Over time I unconsciously began to be sensitive to everything about Regata. The fact that she had a daughter was obviously attracting attention. None of us knows who the man who broke his heart, he never opened but was hurt.


As time went on, I started to think seriously. How to make a good connecting father for Mia. Regata is too hard to reach, Mia might be a strong link between us. I slowly entered Regata's life, a life more complicated than I imagined.


My words affected Regata's actions, shaking the woman's heart to let go of her daughter. How foolish I am to pursue my passionate ego.


Right now the woman is sitting next to me. Injured and broken in silence.


They arrived at the hospital parking lot. Regata thanked him without looking back. Lost from Genta's sight. Genta hits the stir pissed. Regata's silence made him even more guilty. There was a pain in him that could not be defined by the medical science he had learned, even more difficult than the surgical stase examination.


Does he need to dissect himself, examine which organs are injured?


You idiot! Right now Genta could not think sanely. Only at the beginning did it hurt like this, if he went any further then he should be able to accept the past and the secrets of Regata. The clapper breathed rough, turned his car around and drove away from the hospital.


Genta to a housing. He parked his car outside the fence and called someone, asking to open the door. Shortly afterwards a creaking gate was pushed. Vienne and her husband dr. Frans gave Genta a code to park his car in the garage.


The couple let Genta in. The three people were familiar since they were general practitioners at Sam Ratulangi University, the third alma mater of science.


Vienna and Genta sat in an open room while enjoying the night view around the estate, quiet and cool. Vienna thrust ashtray as Genta ignited his 16th Surya. Vienna understands the habits of Genta, when he smokes his mark he is in a heavy inner upheaval.


“What's with Regata?” shoot Vienna straight without further ado.


“Entah” replied Genta indifferently.


Vienna chuckled, for a long time she had not seen Genta in frustration. When breaking up from his fiancee Genta responds casually, while Regata and Genta are just two people with no apparent status. Regata has his own world, while Genta is just a piece of the story in the course of Regata, so Vienna thinks.


“Not you know, independent women like Regata are hard. Difficult to manage, difficult to advise, difficult to find out the secret. He lived on his principles for many years” said Vienna lightly.


Genta listened to the opinion of Vienna while exhaling cigarette smoke.


Genta agrees, everything about Regata is not easy. Regata's principles and ego are as big as his own. Genta imagined that if the two of them were together, the possibility would be an ego war. Genta was a little upset as to why he was just thinking about it now.


“Whatever you plan better stop now” Vienna feels no need to advise his best friend. They are adults, one sentence can already be Genta analysis. As a good friend, Vienna needs to remind Genta.


Sometimes men rely only on logic and ego, which is important their desire is achieved. Before it gets too far, and the more complicated the better Genta doesn't interfere.


“I go home first” said Genta turned off his third cigarette butt.


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