“Hei, Sayang, kau mau wafel ala Chr

“Hei, Sayang, kau mau wafel ala Chris dengan selai apel buatan sendiri?” tanya
laki-laki bertubuh tinggi, ramping, dan berambut hitam yang duduk di hadapan
Julie. “Kau tahu benar selai apel buatanku bisa membuatmu merasa seperti di
melayang di angkasa.”
Christopher Scott, yang aslinya berasal dari Edinburg, Skotlandia, berprofesi
sebagai koki di salah satu restoran terkenal di Soho, walaupun ketika pertama kali
bertemu dengannya, Naomi merasa Chris lebih mirip preman karena tato naga dan
ular yang ada di sepanjang lengan kanannya. Meskipun begitu Naomi harus
mengakui bahwa ia belum pernah bertemu preman yang memiliki mata seperti
Chris. Mata biru yang benar-benar biru, mata yang bisa membuat wanita mana pun
yang ditatapnya mendadak tidak bisa berpikir apa-apa. Tetapi sayangnya, Chris
tidak tertarik pada wanita.
Naomi kembali menyerukan serentet kata-kata yang tidak jelas artinya.
Chris menoleh ke arah Julie. “Apa katanya?”
Julie mengangkat bahu. “Mungkin dia tidak mau melayang di angkasa?”
Tepat pada saat itu pintu kamar mandi terbuka dengan suara keras dan Naomi
melesat kembali ke kamar tidurnya, disusul dengan suara pintu lemari dibuka
dengan gaduh dan gantungan-gantungan baju berjatuhan ke lantai.
“Tolong jangan panik, Sayang,” seru Chris tempat duduknya di dapur. “Kau
bisa melukai dirimu sendiri di dalam sana kalau kau membabi-buta seperti itu.”
Kemudian terdengar bunyi gedebuk keras, disusul suara Naomi yang berseru,
“Aku tidak jatuh! Tenang. Aku tidak jatuh. Aku baik-baik saja.”
Kedua temannya berpandangan dan mengangkat bahu.
Beberapa menit kemudian Naomi muncul kembali dari balik pintu kamar
tidurnya. Ia sudah berpakaian lengkap sampai ke sepatu bot dan topinya.
“Ngomong-ngomong,” kata Julie, “kau akan tampil di video musik siapa?”
Naomi mengangkat bahu. “Penyanyi dari Korea. Aku tidak kenal,” katanya
sambil mengibaskan tangan tidak peduli. “Yang membuatku tertarik adalah konsep
video musiknya. Mereka membuatnya seperti film pendek.”
Julie menoleh menatap Naomi, mata hijaunya bersinar cerah. “Apakah ceritanya
romantis?” tanyanya, lalu mendesah senang. “Aku suka cerita romantis.”
Naomi mendesah tidak sabar. “Kurasa ceritanya tentang seorang pria yang
diam-diam jatuh cinta pada seorang wanita. Selalu mengawasinya dari jauh. Diamdiam
selalu membantu wanita itu tanpa pernah menunjukkan siapa dirinya. Kirakira
seperti itu,” sahutnya.
“Hmm... Bukankah itu romantis sekali?” desah Julie dan menatap Chris. Yang
ditatap mengangguk setuju.
“Kurasa agak menakutkan,” gerutu Naomi. “Coba pikir, diam-diam mengawasi
si wanita dari jauh, diam-diam membantunya tanpa menunjukkan wajah.
Memangnya itu tidak terdengar seperti orang sakit jiwa?”
“Astaga,” gumam Chris sambil menggeleng-geleng. “Kuharap sutradara video
musik ini tidak menyesal sudah memilihmu. Seharusnya kau menjadi bintang film
horor.”
Naomi tersenyum dan mendorong bahu Chris dengan main-main. “Baiklah,
Teman-teman, aku pergi dulu.”
“Kau yakin kau tidak mau makan sepotong wafel ala Chris dengan selai apel
ini?” tanya Chris sambil menyodorkan piring penuh wafel. “Kau tahu sarapan
adalah makanan paling penting dalam sehari. Kau sudah cukup kurus sekarang.
Jangan sampai kau berubah menjadi tulang berjalan seperti orang yang duduk di
depanku ini.”
“Ya Tuhan, lihat siapa yang bicara,” kata Julie sambil memutar bola matanya.
“Koki paling kerempeng sedunia.”
Chris tersenyum lebar. “Tubuhku memang tidak bisa gemuk walaupun aku
makan banyak. Sedangkan kalian berdua kurus kering karena tidak makan.”
“Model memang seharusnya kurus,” gumam Naomi sambil merogoh-rogoh
tasnya yang besar, memastikan semua barang pentingnya sudah ada di dalam.
Dompet. Kunci. Ponsel.
“Apa?” tanya Chris, tidak mendengar apa yang digumamkan Naomi tadi.
“Tidak apa-apa.” Naomi menatap temannya dan tersenyum lebar. Ia tidak
mungkin mengulangi ucapannya. Ia tidak berani. Chris pasti akan mulai
menceramahinya dan ia tidak punya waktu mendengar omelan itu saat ini.
“Aku ingin sekali mencoba wafelmu, tapi ini keadaan darurat,” kata Naomi
cepat. “Aku benar-benar tidak sempat sarapan. Sekarang sudah jam...,” ia melirik
jam tangannya dan terkesiap, “...oh, dear. Sepertinya aku harus berlari sepanjang
jalan sampai ke stasiun. Dah, Teman-teman!”
Tanpa menunggu balasan teman-temannya, Naomi berlari menuruni tangga
dari flat mereka di lantai dua dan keluar ke jalan. Ia melirik jam tangannya sekali
lagi. O-oh. Ya, ia sudah pasti harus berlari ke stasiun kereta. Ia tidak mungkin
sempat mendongak menatap langit biru dan menikmati udara musim semi. Semua
itu harus menunggu.
Sudah hampir tiga tahun berlalu sejak ia pertama kali tiba di London dan sejak
ia pindah ke sini ia sudah tinggal bersama Julie dan Chris di Hampstead yang
terletak di pinggiran kota London. Flat yang ditempatinya bersama Jlie dan Chris
berada tepat di atas Robin‟s Nest, sebuah pub tradisional Irlandia yang sudah berdiri
sejak zaman dulu. Walaupun kadang-kadang suara-suara dari pub bisa terdengar
sampai ke kamar tidur kalau jendelanya dibuk

نتایج (انگلیسی) 1:

"Hey, sweetie, you want a waffle a la Chris with homemade Apple jam?" askedmen of high stature, slender, black-haired and sitting in front ofJulie. "You know the true Apple jams buatanku can make you feel like inhovering in the air. "Christopher Scott, who is originally from Edinburg, Scotland, anesthesiologistas a chef in one of the famous restaurants in Soho, although when firstmeet her, Naomi feels Chris is more like a thug because of tattoos and Dragonsnakes along his right arm. Despite that Naomi shouldadmitted that he had never met a thug who has eyes likeChris. Blue eyes really blue eyes that could make any womana sudden ditatapnya can not think of anything. But unfortunately, Chrisnot interested in women.Naomi again called for serentet the words of vague meaning.Chris looked over at Julie. "What he said?"Julie shrugged. "Maybe he didn't want to float in the air?"Right at that moment the shower door open with a loud noise and Naomisped back to his bedroom, followed by the sound of closet doors openedwith rowdy and hangers-hanger tumbling to the floor."Please don't panic, dear," exclaimed Chris sitting in the kitchen. "Youcould injure yourself in there if you're blindly like that. "Then a loud THUMP sound, followed by the voice of Naomi who exclaimed,"I'm not falling! Quiet. I didn't fall. I'm fine. "The second time, his friend and shrugged.A few minutes later Naomi reappears from behind the doorhis sleep. He was fully dressed up to the boots and hats."By the way," says Julie, "you will be featured in the music video for who?"Naomi shrugged. "Singer of Korea. I don't know, "he saidWhile the flick of the hand do not care. "That got me interested was the concepther music videos. They made it as a short film. "Julie turned her green eyes staring at Naomi, shining bright. "What's the storyRomantic? "he asked, and then sighed. "I like the romantic story."Naomi sighed impatiently. "I think the story is about a man whosecretly falls in love with a woman. Always watching him from afar. DiamdiamIt always helps the woman without ever indicating who he was. Kirakiraas it was, "and he said."Hmm ... Isn't it romantic? "once breathed Julie and staring at Chris. Theditatap nodded in agreement."I guess a little scary," Naomi grousing. "Just think, secretly watchingthe woman from afar, secretly helped him without showing the face.Indeed, it doesn't sound like the sick soul? ""Jeez," while Chris gumam menggeleng-geleng. "I hope the video DirectorThis music doesn't regret already memilihmu. Should you become a movie starhorror. "Naomi smiled and pushed shoulder Chris with playfulness. "Well,Friends, I go first. ""You sure you don't want to eat a piece of waffle a la Chris with jam AppleThis? "asked Chris while handing a plate full of waffle. "You know breakfastis the most important meal of the day. You've been pretty thin right now.Do not let you turn into bone walk like people sitting inahead of me. ""Oh my God, look who's talking," said Julie while rolling his eyes."The world's most kerempeng Chefs."Chris smiled wide. "My body cannot fat although Ieat a lot. While the two of you skinny dried up because of not eating. ""The Model is indeed supposed to be skinny," while Naomi gumam merogoh-rogohhis bag is great, make sure all of the importance of it is already in.Wallet. Key. The cell phone."What?" asked Chris, doesn't hear what Naomi digumamkan had said."It's okay." Naomi stared at his friend and smiled wide. He did notMaybe repeating the word. He did not dare. Chris will definitely startmenceramahinya and he did not have time to hear nagging it at this time."I'd love to try wafelmu, but this is an emergency," said Naomiquick. "I really didn't get to breakfast. Now it's been hours ..., "he glancedthe clock hands and gasped, "... oh, dear. It looks like I should be running alongthe way up to the station. Dah, my friends! "Without waiting for a reply to his friends, Naomi ran down the stairsof their flat on the second floor and out onto the street. He glanced at the clock hands onceagain. O-oh. Yes, he would have had to run to the train station. It is not possiblebriefly looked up staring at the blue sky and enjoy the spring air. AllIt will have to wait.It's been almost three years have passed since he first arrived in London and sinceHe moved here he was already living with Julie and Chris in the Hampsteadlocated in the suburbs of London. The current flat along Jlie and Chrislocated just above the Robin ‟ s Nest, a traditional pub Ireland already standingSince ancient times. Although sometimes the voices could be heard from pubup to the bedroom when its window dibuk