PrologIA menyesap minumannya pelan

Prolog
IA menyesap minumannya pelan dan memandang ke luar jendela. Salju mulai turun
lagi. Ia berdiri di sana beberapa saat, memandangi butiran salju yang melayang-layang
di luar.
Ada yang hilang.
Keningnya berkerut samar. Tentu saja ada yang hilang. Ia tahu benar ada sesuatu
yang hilang. Hanya saja ia tidak tahu apa yang hilang itu. Dan apakah sesuatu yang
hilang itu penting atau tidak.
Ia menarik napas dalam-dalam. Yah... mungkin bukan sesuatu yang penting.
Ia berputar membelakangi jendela dan memandang ke sekeliling ruangan. Aula
besar itu mulai ramai. Orang-orang terlihat gembira, saling tersenyum, tertawa, dan
mengobrol. Seorang kenalannya tersenyum dan melambai ke arahnya. Ia balas
tersenyum dan mengangkat gelas.
Tepat pada saat itulah ia melihat orang itu.
Orang itu baru memasuki ruangan. Matanya tidak berkedip mengamati orang itu
menyalami beberapa orang sambil tersenyum lebar. Aneh... Ia menyadari dirinya tidak
bisa mengalihkan pandangan.
Ia melihat orang itu mengambil segelas minuman dari meja bulat bertaplak putih
sambil bercakap-cakap dengan seseorang yang berdiri di sampingnya. Kemudian orang
itu mengangkat wajah dan memandang ke seberang ruangan. Tepat ke arahnya.
Mata mereka bertemu dan waktu serasa berhenti.
Aneh sekali. Otaknya tidak mengenal orang itu. Ia yakin ia tidak mengenal orang
itu. Tetapi kenapa sepertinya hatinya berkata sebaliknya?
Kenapa hatinya seakan berkata padanya bahwa ia merindukan orang itu?
Satu
MUSIM dingin sudah tiba dan menyelimuti kota Tokyo. Angin bertiup agak kencang
malam ini. Ishida Keiko mengibaskan rambut panjangnya ke belakang agar tidak
menghalangi pandangan sementara ia bergegas menyusuri jalan kecil dan sepi yang
mengarah ke gedung apartemennya. Ia menggigil karena rasa dingin mulai menembus
jaket dan sweter tebalnya. Ia ingin cepat-cepat sampai di rumah, minum secangkir
cokelat panas, dan makan ramen1. Memikirkannya saja sudah membuat perut
keroncongan. Dingni-dingin begini memang paling enak...
“Hei!”
Keiko terlompat kaget dan berputar cepat. Matanya terbelalak menatap wanita
dengan rambut pendek dicat pirang manyala yang sudah berdiri di sampingnya. Begitu
mengenali wanita itu sebagai Sato Haruka, tetangganya yang tinggal di apartemen
lantai bawah, Keiko menghembuskan napas lega.
“Haruka Oneesan2,” Keiko mendesah sambil memegang dada. “Oneesan
membuatku terkejut setengah mati.”
Sato Haruka mendecakkan lidah dan tersenyum lebar. “Kau terlalu gampang
terkejut.”
“Oneesan tahu aku selalu merasa waswas kalau berjalan sendirian di jalan sepi,”
kata Keiko. “Dan aku punya alasan bagus untuk itu.”
“Baiklah, baiklah. Aku minta maaf. Ayo, cepat. Aku sudah hampir beku,” kata
Haruka sambil menggandeng lengan Keiko. “Kelihatannya barang bawaanmu banyak
sekali. Kau bawa buku lagi hari ini?”

نتایج (انگلیسی) 1:

The prologueHE sipped his drink slowly and looked out the window. The snow began to fallagain. He stood there a moment, staring at the snow grains hoveringoutside.There are missing.A faint frown on her temple. Of course there are missing. He knows there's actually somethingmissing. It's just that he didn't know what it was missing. And if somethingmissing it is important or not.He drew a deep breath. Well ... maybe not something important.He spun turning against the window and looked around the room. HallIt's a great start. People look at each other, smiling, excited laugh, anda chat. A known, smiling and waving at him. He retortssmiled and raised his glass.Just at that moment he saw him.It's new people entered the room. His eyes flashing not watching itgreet some people smiling wide. Strange ... He himself does notcould divert the gaze.He saw him take a drink from the bertaplak round table whiteWhile conversing with someone standing next to him. Then peopleIt raised her face and looked across the room. Right back at him.Their eyes met and time seemed to stop.Weird as hell. His brain did not get to know that person. He was sure he didn't know the personit. But why it seems her heart says otherwise?Why his heart as if to say to him that he missed that guy?OneWinter has come and envelop the city of Tokyo. The wind was blowing a bit tonedThis evening. Keiko Ishida flicked the hair length to the back so as not toobstruct the view while he hustled down a small road and slackleading to his apartment building. She shivered because of the cold began to penetratethick jackets and sweaters. He wants to quickly get home, drink a cup ofhot chocolate, and eating ramen1. Think about it alone is making the stomacha rumbling. Dingni cold-this is indeed the most delicious ..."Hey!"Keiko terlompat shocked and rotating quickly. His eyes are staring staring at womenwith short hair dyed blond Scarlet are already standing next to it. Soidentify the woman as neighbour, Haruka Sato who lived in the apartmentdownstairs, Keiko breathed a sigh of relief."Haruka Oneesan2," Keiko sighed while holding the chest. "OneesanWhat surprised me half to death. "Haruka SATO mendecakkan tongue and smiled wide. "You're too easysurprised. ""Oneesan know I always feel misgivings if walking alone on the street deserted,"Keiko said. "And I have a good reason for it.""All right, all right. I'm sorry. Come on, quickly. I've been almost frozen, "saidHaruka while working arms of Keiko. "It looks like a lot of bawaanmu stuffonce. Did you bring the book again today? "

نتایج (انگلیسی) 2:

Prolog
IA sipped slowly and looked out the window. The snow began to fall
again. He stood there for a moment, watching the snowflakes were hovering
outside.
There's something missing.
Frowns sketchy. Of course, nothing is lost. He knows there is something
missing. Only he did not know what was missing. And if something was
missing it's important or not.
He drew a deep breath. Well ... maybe not the important thing.
He turned his back on the window and looked around the room. Hall
big it began to busy. People look happy, smiling at each other, laughing and
chatting. An acquaintance smiled and waved at him. He replied
smiled and raised his glass.
Just at that moment he saw the man.
The man has just entered the room. His eyes did not blink observe that
shook a few people with a grin. Strange ... She realized she was not
able to take his eyes.
He saw the man took a drink from the round table and white tablecloths
while conversing with someone standing beside him. Then the man
lifted his face and looked across the room. Right at him.
Their eyes met, and time seemed to stop.
Very strange. His brain does not know that person. He was sure he did not know him
that. But why it seems his heart said otherwise?
Why did his heart as if to say to him that he missed him?
One
SEASON cold has arrived and blanketed the city of Tokyo. The wind was blowing a bit tight
tonight. Keiko Ishida flicked back her long hair so as not to
obstruct the view as he hurried down the street is small and quiet that
leads to his apartment building. He shivered as the cold began to penetrate
jackets and thick sweaters. He wanted to get up at home, drinking a cup of
hot chocolate, and eat ramen1. Thinking about it now makes the stomach
rumbling. Dingni-cold like this is the most delicious ...
"Hey!"
Keiko jumped and spun rapidly. His eyes stared at a woman
with short hair dyed blond flaming who was standing beside him. Once
recognized the woman as Haruka Sato, a neighbor who lived in the apartment
downstairs, Keiko breathed a sigh of relief.
"Haruka Oneesan2," Keiko sighed, holding his chest. "Oneesan
surprised me half to death."
Sato Haruka chuckled and smiled broadly. "You're too easily
shocked."
"Oneesan know I always had misgivings when walking alone on a deserted road,"
said Keiko. "And I have a good reason for that."
"All right, all right. I am sorry. Come on, quickly. I was almost frozen, "said
Haruka while the arm of Keiko. "It seems innate many goods
once. Did you bring the book again today? "