“Kau bisa membuat kue?” tanya Kazuto sambil mengagumi bentuk-bentuk biskuit
di dalam kantong itu.
Keiko mengangguk. “Sedikit-sedikit,” sahutnya. “Aku juga akan memberikan satu
kantong untuk Sensei.”
Kepala Kazuto berputar ke arah Keiko. “Kau akan memberinya biskuit yang sama?”
“Ya. Aku membuat banyak biskuit,” kata Keiko polos. “Aku juga akan memberikannya
kepada Haruka Oneesan, Tomoyuki-kun, Kakek dan Nenek Osawa, dan rekanrekan
kerjaku di perpustakaan.”
Kazuto memalingkan wajah dan mendesah. “Kau juga menuliskan pesan-pesan
pribadi seperti ini?” tanyanya sambil mengacungkan kartu dan potongan biskuit
bertuliskan namanya.
Keiko diam sejenak, lalu berkata agak malu, “Tidak. Tidak sempat. Kurasa aku
menghabiskan terlalu banyak waktu menghias biskuitmu sampai tidak sempat
menghias biskuit yang lain. Jadi aku hanya memberi mereka biskuit polos dengan kartu
ucapan Hari Natal.”
Mendengar itu Kazuto tersenyum, lalu mengangguk. “Bagus, setidaknya biskuitku
lebih bagus daripada biskuit yang lain.”
Alis Keiko terangkat, tetapi ia diam saja. Kazuto segera menyalakan mesin mobil
dan mereka pun melaju meninggalkan gedung apartemen.
Mereka melaju mulus di jalan raya. Keiko mengamati tangan Kazuto yang
memegang roda kemudi dengan ringan namun mantap. “Baru kali ini aku melihatmu
menyetir,” komentar Keiko. “Aku juga baru tahu kau bisa menyetir.”
Kazuto tersenyum. “Ha! Kau terkesan padaku.” Ia mengalihkan perhatiannya dari
jalanan untuk sesaat, menoleh ke arah Keiko. “Benar, kan? Benar?”
Keiko tertawa dan memukul pelan lengan Kazuto dengan punggung tangannya.
“Perhatikan jalanan,” katanya. “Dan untuk menjawab pertanyaanmu, tidak, aku tidak
terkesan padamu.”
“Oh, ya?” Kazuto memiringkan kepalanya. “Padahal aku meminjam mobil ini
untuk membuatmu terkesan. Tidak berhasil ya?”
Keiko mengacungkan tangan dan menempelkan jari telunjuk dengan ibu jarinya.
“Sedikiiiit terkesan.” Ia tertawa lagi dan Kazuto ikut tertawa. “Setidaknya kita tidak
perlu naik kereta bawah tanah dan berdesak-desakan.”
“Baiklah,” kata Kazuto mantap. “Mari kita lihat apakah kita bisa memperbaikinya.”
Keiko mengangkat alis tidak mengerti, tetapi Kazuto tidak menjelaskan lebih lanjut.
* * *
“Sungguh, kau tidak perlu membawaku ke tempat seperti ini,” kata Keiko dengan
wajah berseri-seri dan senyum lebar ketika menyadari Kazuto membawanya ke salah
satu restoran terkenal di Tokyo, salah satu restoran kesukaan Keiko sendiri.
Kazuto meliriknya dan berkata, “Tapi melihat wajahmu sekarang, sepertinya
pilihanku benar."
Seorang pelayan pria menempatkan mereka di salah satu meja di tengah ruangan.
Keiko memandang sekelilingnya dengan kagum. Restoran itu bagus dengan interior
bergaya pedesaan Inggris yang nyaman dan hangat. Pohon Natal besar penuh hiasan
diletakkan di sudut ruangan. Lagu Natal lembut mengalun di udara. Keiko hanya
pernah satu kali ke sini sebelumnya, bersama Naomi, dan restoran ini langsung
menjadi salah satu restoran favorit mereka. Ia menyukai lantai kayunya, taplak
mejanya yang berwarna hijau, tirainya yang tebal, lilin kecil dalam gelas, dan setangkai
mawar yang diletakkan di setiap meja.
Keiko mendesah senang dan kembali menatap Kazuto yang duduk di hadapannya.
“Restoran ini memang kelihatannya nyaman, tapi makanan di sini mahal sekali.
Percayalah padaku,” bisiknya dengan nada penuh rahasia.
“Kau pernah datang ke sini?” tanya Kazuto.
Keiko mengacungkan jari telunjuknya. “Cuma satu kali, ketika restoran ini baru
dibuka.”
Pelayan yang tadi kembali membawakan menu. Setelah melihat sekilas daftar
makanan dan harga yang tercantum di sana, Keiko melirik Kazuto dengan pandangan
waswas, lalu melirik pelayan yang sedang menunggu, dan kembali ke Kazuto. Keiko
mencondongkan tubuhnya ke depan dan menutupi sisi wajahnya yang menghadap si
pelayan dengan buku menu. “Kazuto-san,” bisiknya pelan, supaya si pelayan tidak
mendengar. “Kau yang traktir, bukan?”
Kazuto menangkat wajah dari menu dan tersenyum. Ia juga ikut mencondongkan
tubuhnya dan berbisik, “Tenang saja, aku punya kartu diskon di sini.”
Mata Keiko melebar heran. “Kartu diskon?”
Kazuto mengangguk, lalu mulai menyebutkan pesanannya kepada si pelayan yang
mencatat dengan patuh. Sebenarnya pemilih restoran ini adalah pamannya, Takemiya
Shinzo, karena itu Kazuto boleh menggunakan hak istimewanya setiap kali ia makan di
sana. Tetapi ia merasa tidak perlu memberitahu Keiko tentang fakta kecil itu.
Setelah si pelayan pergi dengan daftar pesanan mereka, Keiko kembali mendesah
dan memandang berkeliling. “Aku suka sekali tempat ini. Sangat romantis. Lihat,
orang-orang yang datang ke sini semuanya berpasangan.”
"Can you make a cake?" asked Kazuto while admiring the biscuit shapesIt's in the bag.Keiko nodded. "A little bit," and he said. "I will also give you abags for Sensei. "Head turning towards Kazuto Keiko. "You're going to give him the same biscuit?""Ya. I made many of the biscuits, "said Keiko plain. "I will also give itto Haruka Oneesan, Tomoyuki-kun, grandfather and grandmother Osawa, and rekanrekanmy library. "Kazuto faces and sighed. "You also write messagespersonally like this? "he asked while brandishing the cards and pieces of biscuitsbearing his name.Keiko silent for a moment, then said, "not a bit embarrassed. Didn't get to. I guess I'mspend too much time decorating the biskuitmu until it didn't getdecorate biscuits the other. So I just gave them a card with a plain biscuitsChristmas Day greeting. "Hear that Kazuto smile, then nodded. "Well, at least biskuitkubetter than the other biscuits. "Eyebrows raised Keiko, but he is silent. Kazuto immediately turned on the car's engineand they proceeded to leave the apartment building.They rode smoothly on the highway. Keiko observe hand Kazuto whichhold the steering wheel with a light but steady. "The first time I saw youdriving, "commented Keiko. "I also just know you can drive."Kazuto smile. "Ha! You impressed me. " He turned his attention from thestreets for a moment, turned toward Keiko. "Right, right? True? "Keiko laughed and hit a gently with the back of his hand Kazuto arm."Look at the streets," he said. "And to answer your question, no, I'm notimpressed you. ""Oh, yeah?" Kazuto tilting his head. "When I borrowed this carto make you impress. No luck huh? "Keiko brandishing hand and glued her thumb with the index finger."Sedikiiiit impressed." She laughed again and joined Kazuto laughed. "At least we are notneed to ride the subways and crowded. ""Well," said Kazuto steadily. "Let's see if we can fix it."Keiko raised eyebrows not understood, but did not explain further Kazuto.* * *"Really, you don't have to take me to a place like this," said Keiko withRadiant face and a big smile when realizing Kazuto takes her to the wrongone famous restaurants in Tokyo, one of the Favorites of Keiko's own.Kazuto glance at it and say, "but looking at your face now, it looks likecorrect choice. "A waiter guy puts them in one of the table in the middle of the room.Keiko looked with AWE. It is a nice restaurant with interiorUnited Kingdom's cozy country style and warm. Large Christmas tree hangingsplaced in the corner of the room. Christmas songs gently floated in the air. Keiko onlynever once here before, along with Naomi, and the restaurant directlybeing one of their favorite restaurants. He liked the wooden floors, taplakher desk green, tirainya thick, small candle in a glass, and sprigRoses placed on each table.Keiko sighed and looked back at Kazuto who sat before him."The restaurant is indeed seems to be comfortable, but the food here is expensive as hell.Trust me, "bisiknya in a tone full of secrets."You never come here?" asked Kazuto.Keiko stretched out fingers. "Just one time, when this new restaurantopened. "The waiter who brought back the last menu. After a quick look at the list ofthe food and the prices listed there, with the view of Kazuto glancing Keikomisgivings, then glanced at the waiter who was waiting, and returned to Kazuto. Keikobends her body forward and covered the side of her face facing thewaiter with menu. "Kazuto-san," bisiknya slowly, so that the waitress doesn'thear. "You're a treat, isn't it?"Kazuto menangkat face from the menu and smile. She also skewshis body and whispered, "relax, I've got a discount card here."The eyes of Keiko widened wonder. "Discount card?"Kazuto nodded, and then started to mention his message to the waitressNoting dutifully. In fact this restaurant is his uncle voters, TakemiyaShinzo, because it may use special Kazuto whenever he ate inthere. But he feels no need to tell that little fact about Keiko.After the waiter went with a list of their orders, Keiko back sighingand looked around. "I love this place. Very romantic. See,the people who come here are all twos. "
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"You can make a cake?" Asked Kazuto while admiring the forms of biscuits
in the bag.
Keiko nodded. "Just a little bit," he said. "I'll give you a
bag for Sensei."
Head Kazuto rotated toward Keiko. "You're going to give him a biscuit same?"
"Yes. I made a lot of biscuits, "said Keiko plain. "I'll give it
to Haruka Oneesan, Tomoyuki-kun, Grandpa and Grandma Osawa, and rekanrekan
my work in the library."
Kazuto turned away and sighed. "You also write messages
personally like this?" He asked, holding up a card and biscuit pieces
with his name.
Keiko paused, then said, somewhat embarrassed, "No. No time. I guess I
spent too much time decorating biskuitmu not have time to
decorate another biscuit. So I just gave them a plain biscuit with a card
greeting Christmas. "
Hearing that Kazuto smiled and nodded. "Good, at least biskuitku
better than another biscuit."
Alis Keiko lifted, but he said nothing. Kazuto immediately started the car
and they drove away from the apartment building.
They drove smoothly on the highway. Keiko watched Kazuto hand that
holds the steering wheel with a light but steady. "For the first time I saw you
drive," said Keiko. "I did not know you could drive."
Kazuto smiled. "Ha! You impressed me. "He turned his attention from
the road for a moment, turned toward Keiko. "Right? Right? "
Keiko laughed and smacked Kazuto arm with the back of his hand.
" Notice the streets, "he said. "And to answer your question, no, I'm not
impressed with you."
"Oh, yes?" Kazuto tilted his head. "And I borrowed this car
to impress. Did not work out huh? "
Keiko raised his hand and pressed his index finger with his thumb.
" Sedikiiiit impressed. "He laughed again and Kazuto laughed. "At least we do not
have to ride the subway and overcrowding."
"All right," said Kazuto steady. "Let's see if we can fix it."
Keiko raised eyebrows do not understand, but Kazuto not explain further.
* * *
"Really, you do not need to take me to a place like this," said Keiko with a
beaming face and a wide smile when realize Kazuto took him to one of
the famous restaurants in Tokyo, one of the favorite restaurants Keiko himself.
Kazuto glanced at it and said, "But to see your face right now, it looks like
my choice was right."
a manservant put them in one of the tables in the middle of the room.
Keiko looked around with awe. the restaurant was nice with interior
English country-style cozy and warm. the Christmas tree large ornate
placed in a corner of the room. the song Christmas gentle on the air. Keiko only
been one here before, along with Naomi, and this restaurant instantly
became one of their favorite restaurants. He liked the wooden floors, tablecloths
desk green, the curtains were thick, small candle in a glass, and a sprig of
roses were placed at each table.
Keiko sighed happy and looked back at Kazuto sitting before him.
"this restaurant indeed it looks comfortable, but the food here is very expensive.
Trust me, "he whispered conspiratorially.
" You've come here? "asked Kazuto.
Keiko held up his index finger. "Just once, when this restaurant recently
opened."
The waiter who had brought back the menu. Having glimpsed a list of
food and prices are listed there, Keiko glanced Kazuto with a view
warily, then glanced at the waiter who was waiting, and returned to Kazuto. Keiko
leaned forward and covered the side of his face overlooking the
waiter with the menu. "Kazuto-san," he said quietly, so that the waiter did not
hear. "You treat, is not it?"
Kazuto lifted from the menus and smiling faces. He also leaned
over and whispered, "Do not worry, I got a discount card here."
Eyes widened Keiko surprised. "Discount card?"
Kazuto nodded, then began to mention his order to the waiter who
noted dutifully. Actually voters this restaurant is his uncle, Takemiya
Shinzo, therefore Kazuto may not use his privilege every time he ate in
there. But he felt no need to tell Keiko about that little fact.
After the waiter left with their order list, Keiko sighed again
and looked around. "I love this place. Very romantic. See,
the people who come here are all in pairs. "
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