“Kalau di bioskop perhatianku sepen

“Kalau di bioskop perhatianku sepenuhnya tertuju ke film yang diputar dan aku
tidak merasa gelap.”
“Berarti kau mau kalau kuajak nonton?”
Bagaimana pembicaraan mereka bisa sampai ke masalah nonton? “Tentu saja,”
sahut Keiko, lalu menambahkan, “Kalau kau yang bayar.”
Kazuto tersenyum. “Baiklah, jadi bagaimana sekarang? Kau tidak mau tetap di sini.
Mau menunggu di tempatku?”
Wajah Keiko berseri-seri. “Ya!”
“Tunggu dulu.” Kazuto mengangkat sebelah tangan dan mengerutkan kening.
“Kau selalu seperti ini? Begitu bersemangat karena akan masuk ke apartemen laki-laki?”
“Tidak!” Keiko mendorong bahu Kazuto sambil tertawa.
“Kalau begitu kau sedang berusaha merayuku?” gurau Kazuto sementara dirinya
didorong ke pintu. “Kau harus tahu bahwa aku bukan laki-laki yang mudah dirayu.”
“Aku bahkan tidak akan bermimpi merayumu,” bantah Keiko di sela-sela tawanya.
“Bagiku kau hanya tetanggaku yang usil dan banyak omong.”
“Jadi kau tidak menganggapku laki-laki? Ah, aku tersinggung,” kata Kazuto sambil
memegangi dada dengan ekspresi terluka.
Ini bukan pertama kalinya Keiko masuk ke apartemen 201 setelah ditempati
Kazuto. Seperti biasanya, apartemen itu tidak berantakan, malah terkesan kosong.
“Sebenarnya aku sudah lama ingin mengatakan ini padamu,” kata keiko sambil
duduk di sofa empuk di ruang tamu sementara Kazuto menyalakan pemanas. Hujan di
luar masih belum berhenti. “Apartemenmu terlihat kosong, kau tahu?”
“Memang,” sahut Kazuto. “Aku jarang di rumah, jadi untuk apa membeli barangbarang
yang tidak berguna? Kau mau minum?”
Keiko mengangguk. “Teh juga boleh,” katanya. “Ngomong-ngomong, Kazuto-san,
kau fotografer, bukan?”
“Ya. Kenapa?”
“Kenapa aku tidak melihat satu lembar foto pun di sini?” tanya Keiko sambil
mengedarkan pandangan ke sekeliling ruangan. “Maksudku, foto hasil jepretanmu.”
“Biasanya aku menyimpan foto-fotoku di komputer. Aku jarang mencetaknya,
apalagi memajangnya,” terdengar suara Kazuto dari dapur.
“Padahal aku ingin melihat foto-foto yang kauambil,” gumam Keiko dengan nada
menyesal.
Kazuto muncul sambil membawa dua cangkir teh. “Lain kali akan kutunjukkan
padamu.”
Keiko mengangkat kedua kakinya dan duduk bersila di sofa. Ia menyesap tehnya
dan berkata, “Kau juga bekerja sebagai fotografer sewaktu tinggal di Amerika?”
Kazuto mengembuskan napas pelan, meletakkan cangkir tehnya di meja, dan
menyandarkan punggung ke sandaran sofa. “Ya,” sahutnya pelan.
“Kau senang di sana?”
“Tentu.”
Keiko mengangkat alis, lalu menyandarkan kepala ke sandaran sofa dan menguap
kecil. “Lalu sekarang kau ingin bekerja di Tokyo?”
“Ya,” sahut Kazuto, mengingat kalau ia memang pernah menyebut-nyebut tentang
keinginannya untuk menetap di Tokyo.
“Kenapa?”
Kazuto mengangkat bahu acuh tak acuh. “Menjadi fotografer itu bisa di mana saja.
Tidak harus terikat di satu tempat, bukan? Aku ingin mencari suasana baru dan
menurutku Tokyo kota yang sangat menarik.”
“Suasana baru?” Kepala Keiko berpindah ke lengan sofa. Ia tersenyum kecil.
“Orang yang membutuhkan perubahan suasana biasanya ingin melupakan sesuatu.
Bukankah begitu?”
Kazuto tidak menjawab. Hanya mengangkat alis dan tersenyum samar.
“Aku jadi ingin tahu apa yang ingin kaulupakan. Atau siapa.”
Kazuto tidak langsung menjawab pertanyaan Keiko karena sibuk dengan
pikirannya sendiri. Beberapa saat kemudian ia menoleh dan mendapati gadis itu
tengah berbaring di sofa dengan mata terpejam. Tidur? Ia bangkit dan menghampiri
Keiko untuk memastikan. Benar, gadis itu sudah pulas. Flu membuat orang gampang
mengantuk. Tanpa suara Kazuto pergi ke kamar tidur dan keluar dengan membawa
selimut tebal. Ia menyelimuti Keiko dengan hati-hati, lalu berdiri di sana dan merenung.
Setelah beberapa saat ia mengeluarkan ponsel dan berjalan kembali ke kamar tidur. Ia
menutup pintu kamar dan menempelkan ponsel ke telinga. Menunggu hubungan
tersambung.
“Halo, Ibu? ... Ini aku.” Kazuto tersenyum mendengar rentetan omelan ibunya di
ujung sana. “Baiklah, aku minta maaf karena baru menelepon Ibu sekarang, tapi aku
yakin Ibu bisa mengerti.” Kali ini suara ibunya terdengar lebih tenang. Kazuto
melanjutkan, “Apa kabar Ayah?... Baguslah... Aku baik-baik saja. Ibu tidak usah
khawatir... Aku tahu, Bu. Aku mengerti.” Ibunya menanyakan sesuatu di ujung sana.
Nada suaranya hati-hati. Kazuto mengerutkan kening, tersenyum tipis, lalu bergumam
pelan, “Wanita itu?... Aneh sekali. Aku baru sadar aku jarang sekali memikirkannya
sejak aku tiba di Jepang.” Kazuto mendengar kata-kata ibunya di ujung sana, lalu
berkata lagi, “Ya, itu bagus, bukan?”

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"If the desire is to fully perhatianku cinema films shown and Inot feeling the dark. ""If you want kuajak Means watch?"How their talk get to watch problems? "Of course,"Keiko said, then added, "If you are paying for."Kazuto smile. "Well, so what now? You don't want to stay here.Want to wait at my place? "The face of Keiko beaming. "Yes!""Wait a minute." Kazuto lifted the next hand and frowned."You always like this? So excited going into the apartment of a man? ""No!" Keiko push shoulders Kazuto while laughing."Then you're trying merayuku?" banter Kazuto while herpushed into the door. "You should know that I'm not a man easily seduced.""I'm not even going to dream seduce you," Agent: Keiko on the sidelines his laugh."To me you're just a nosy tetanggaku and chatty.""So you're not menganggapku man? Ah, I take offense, "said Kazuto whileclutching his chest with an expression of hurt.This is not the first time Keiko got into the apartment 201 occupiedKazuto. As usual, the apartment was a mess, not even impressed blank."Actually I've been wanting to say this to you," said keiko whilesitting on a padded couch in the living room while the heater turn on Kazuto. Rain inthe outside is still not quit. "Apartemenmu looks empty, you know?""Indeed," said Kazuto. "I'm rarely at home, so what to buy barangbarangthat is not useful? Do you want to drink? "Keiko nodded. "Tea is also permissible," he said. "By the way, Kazuto-san,you're the photographer, isn't it? ""Ya. Why? ""How come I don't see any photos on one sheet here?" asked Keiko whilecirculate around the room view. "I mean, the photos of jepretanmu results.""Usually I keep foto-fotoku on the computer. I rarely print them,let alone put them, "the voice came from the kitchen Kazuto."But I want to see the photos that take," gumam Keiko with tonesorry.Kazuto appears carrying two cups of tea. "Next time will be pointing outyou. "Keiko lift both legs and sitting cross-legged on a sofa. He sipped his teaand said, "you also worked as a photographer while living in America?"Kazuto exhales slowly, put the cup of tea on the table, andresting your back to the sofa backrest. "Yes," and he said quietly."You're happy in there?""Sure."Keiko raised eyebrows, and then rested the head to the couch and the rest evaporatessmall. "And now you want to work in Tokyo?""Yes," said Kazuto, considering if he indeed never mention abouther desire to settle down in Tokyo."Why?"Kazuto shrugged indifferently. "It could be a photographer anywhere.Doesn't have to be tied up in one place, isn't it? I want to find a new atmosphere andI think Tokyo is a very interesting city. ""The new Atmosphere?" Keiko was moved to head the arm sofa. She smiled little."People who need a change of atmosphere usually want to forget something.Isn't it so? "Kazuto did not answer. Only raised eyebrows and smiled faintly."I so want to know what you want. Or anybody. "Kazuto is not directly answering the question because it is busy with Keikohis own mind. A few moments later, he turned and found the girlthe middle of lying on the couch with his eyes closed. Sleep? He got up and wentKeiko to be sure. True, the girl's been slumbering. Flu makes people easysleepy. Without sound Kazuto went to the bedroom and out by bringinga thick blanket. He blanketed Keiko carefully, and then stand there and contemplate.After a few moments, he pulled out a cell phone and walked back to the bedroom. Heclose the door and attach the cell phone to the ear. Wait for the relationshipconnected."Hello, Mom? ... This is me. " Kazuto smile hearing her mother's tirade in sequenceends there. "Well, I'm sorry for calling new Mothers now, but Isure the mother can understand. " This time his mother's voice sounds calmer. Kazutocontinued, "How are you father? ... Good riddance ... I'm just fine. The mother does not need to beworry ... I know, mom. I understand. " His mother ask something at the end there.The tone of his voice of caution. Kazuto frowns, smiles thinly, then mumblequietly, "that woman? ... Weird as hell. I just realized I rarely think about itSince I arrived in Japan. " Kazuto heard the words of his mother on the other end, thensaid, Yes, it is nice, isn't it? "

نتایج (انگلیسی) 2:

"If the cinema is fully drawn attention to the movies playing and I
do not feel dark."
"That means you want to watch when I'm taking?"
How did they get to the talks watch issue? "Of course,"
said Keiko, then added, "If you are paying for."
Kazuto smiled. "Okay, so what now? You do not want to stay here.
Want to wait in my place? "
Face Keiko beamed. "Yes!"
"Wait." Kazuto raised a hand and frowned.
"You're always like this? So excited as it will go into the apartment the men? "
" No! "Keiko pushed Kazuto shoulder, laughing.
" Then you're trying to seduce me? "Quipped Kazuto while he was
driven to the door. "You should know that I'm not a man easily seduced."
"I would not even dream to seduce you," argued Keiko on the sidelines laughing.
"Seems to me you're just a neighbor nosy and chatty."
"So you do not think men -Eighteen? Ah, I'm offended, "said Kazuto while
holding the chest with a pained expression.
This is not the first time Keiko into the apartment once occupied 201
Kazuto. As usual, the apartment was not a mess, even seem empty.
"Actually, I've been wanting to tell you this," said keiko while
sitting on the couch in the living room while Kazuto turn on the heater. Rain on the
outside still has not stopped. "Your apartment looks empty, you know?"
"Indeed," said Kazuto. "I'm rarely at home, so why buy goods
that are not useful? You want a drink? "
Keiko nodded. "Tea is also allowed," he said. "By the way, Kazuto-san,
you're a photographer, is not it?"
"Yes. Why? "
" Why I did not see any of the photographs here? "Asked Keiko as she
looked around the room. "I mean, photo jepretanmu results."
"Usually I save my pictures on the computer. I rarely print them,
let alone put them on display, "Kazuto's voice from the kitchen.
" And I want to see the pictures you took, "Keiko murmured with a tone of
regret.
Kazuto appeared carrying two cups of tea. "Next time I'll show
you."
Keiko lift his legs and sit cross-legged on the couch. She sipped her tea
and said, "You also worked as a photographer while living in America?"
Kazuto exhale slowly, put down her cup of tea on the table and
leaned back against the back of the sofa. "Yes," she said quietly.
"Are you happy there?"
"Sure."
Keiko raised an eyebrow, then rested her head against the back of the couch and yawned
a little. "And now you want to work in Tokyo?"
"Yes," said Kazuto, remembering that he had ever mentioned anything about
his desire to settle in Tokyo.
"Why?"
Kazuto shrugged indifferently. "Being a photographer that could be anywhere.
There is bound to be at one place, is not it? I want to find a new atmosphere and
I think Tokyo is a very interesting city. "
" The new ambiance? "Keiko Chief move to the arm of the sofa. He smiled a little.
"People who need a change of scene usually want to forget something.
Is not that so?"
Kazuto not answer. Just raised his eyebrows and smiled faintly.
"I wonder what it would like you forget. Or anyone. "
Kazuto Keiko did not directly answer the question because it was busy with
his own thoughts. Moments later he turned and found the girl
lying on the couch with her ​​eyes closed. Sleep? He rose and made
​​Keiko to be sure. True, she was already asleep. Flu makes people easy
drowsy. Without a sound Kazuto went into the bedroom and came out with
a thick blanket. He enveloped Keiko carefully, then stood there and pondered.
After a while he pulled his phone and walked back into the bedroom. He
closed the door and put the phone to his ear. Waiting relationship
plugged in.
"Hello, Mom? ... It's me. "Kazuto smiled at the barrage of nagging his mother at the
other end. "Well, I'm sorry for the new call Mom right now, but I'm
sure my mother could understand." This time her voice sounded calmer. Kazuto
continued, "What's up Dad? ... That's good ... I'm fine. Mom did not have to
worry ... I know, Mom. I understand. "Her mother asked something on the other end.
His tone was cautious. Kazuto frowned, smiled slightly, then murmured
softly, "That woman? ... Strange. I just realized I rarely thought about it
since I arrived in Japan. "Kazuto hear the words of his mother on the other end, then
said," Yes, that's good, is not it? "