“Aku memanggilmu Hugo karena namamu

“Aku memanggilmu Hugo karena namamu sangat susah diucapkan,‟ gadis itu membela diri dan tertawa kecil. „Tidak berarti aku mabuk.‟
“Karena hari ini kau datang sendirian, sebaiknya kau jangan mabuk-mabukan,‟ kata Hugo lagi. „Tidak ada yang bisa mengantarmu pulang kalau kau mabuk.‟
“Gadis itu mengibas-ngibaskan tangannya. „Kau benar-benar menyebalkan, Hugo,‟ gerutunya, lalu mengangguk. „Tapi kau benar. Minum sendirian memang tidak menyenangkan. Aku pulang saja.‟
“‟Mau kupanggilkan taksi?‟ aku menawarkan. Biasanya aku bukan orang yang suka ikut campur urusan orang lain. Entah apa yang merasukiku waktu itu.
“Dia menatapku. Dari raut wajahnya aku hampir yakin gadis itu akan mengucapkan kata-kata seperti „Aku memang sedikit mabuk, tapi aku tidak tolol, Bung. Mana mungkin aku membiarkan diriku ditipu pria asing yang kutemui di bar? Memanggilkan taksi? Yang benar saja!‟
“Namun imajinasiku terlalu berlebihan, karena pada kenyataannya gadis itu hanya tersenyum, menggeleng pelan, dan berkata, „Terima kasih, tapi tidak perlu. Aku bisa sendiri.‟
“Aku memandangi punggung gadis itu sampai ia menghilang di balik kerumunan orang. Aku ingin bertanya pada Hugo tentang gadis itu, tapi tidak jadi. Kalau Hugo memang kenal baik dengan gadis itu, ia pasti akan curiga kalau aku bertanya macam-macam. Tapi harus kuakui, ada sesuatu dari gadis itu yang membuatku tertarik.”
Ceritanya berhenti sampai di situ. Tara mendengar Élise menghela napas dan berkata dengan nada menyesal, “Monsieur Fujitatsu, Anda membuat kami semua penasaran sekali. Anda tertarik pada gadis itu, bukan? Apakah Anda sedang mencarinya? Apakah Anda bertemu dengannya lagi? Mungkinkah itu cinta pada pandangan pertama?
“Ngomong-ngomong soal cinta pada padnangan pertama, akan saya putarkan satu lagu untuk Anda semua, terutama kepada Anda, Monsieur Fujitatsu. Para pendengar, walaupun tidak semua orang percaya pada cinta pada pandangan pertama, kuharap Anda semua menikmati lagu ini.
“Oh ya, Monsieur Fujitatsu, tolong kabari kami lagi kalau ada perkembangan menarik.”
Tara tersenyum sendiri. Monsieur Fujitatsu itu sepertinya tipe pria romantis. Tara baru akan berdiri dan membereskan cat kukunya ketika gerakannya terhenti.
Fujitatsu?
Tara mengerjap-ngerjapkan mata.
Fujitatsu... Fuji-Tatsu... Fujisawa Tatsuya...? Tatsuya Fujisawa?!
Tara mengerutkan kening dan berpikir. Mungkinkah? Mungkin saja. Sebastien pernah menyebut-nyebut soal tatsuya yang terpesona dengan gadis Prancis. Jangan-jangan laki-laki itu menuruti saran Sebastien dan mengirimkan ceritanya ke acara Élise.
Sebenarnya Tara masih sangat penasaran dengan laki-laki bernama Tatsuya Fujisawa itu. Sampai sekarang ia belum berhasil menemukan jawaban atas rasa penasarannya yang dulu. Ia baru bermaksud melupakan masalah itu sebelum ia sendiri menjadi gila karena memikirkannya terus-menerus, namun kini bertambah satu hal lagi yang membuatnya penasaran.
Tara ingin memastikan. Oh ya, ia punya janji makan siang dengan Sebastien hari ini. Ia bisa bertanya pada Sebastien. Tara mengangguk-angguk dan berdiri dengan susah payah karena kakinya mulai kesemutan.
Tiba-tiba ia mendengar bunyi ponsel. Ia berjalan tertatih-tatih ke kamar tidurnya dan mengambil ponsel yang tergeletak di tempat tidur. Ia menatap layar ponsel dan tersenyum.
“Allô, Sebastien,” katanya begitu ia menempelkan ponsel ke telinga. Ia mengempaskan dirinya ke tempat tidur dan memijat-mijat kakinya. “Aku baru saja berpikir akan meneleponmu.”
“Tara, maaf,” sela Sebastien di ujung sana. “Hari ini aku tidak bisa makan siang denganmu.”
Senyum Tara memudar dan ia mendesis kesal.
“Ada apa?” tanya Sebastien polos.
“Tidak apa-apa. Kakiku kesemutan,” sahut Tara ketus. “Kenapa tidak bisa makan siang? Kau ada kencan dengan gadis yang baru kaukenal lima belas menit yang lalu?”
Sebastien terkekeh. “Tidak, ya, dan tidak,” jawabnya asal-asalan.
“Apa?”
“Tidak, itu bukan kencan. Ya, aku akan menemui seorang wanita. Tidak, dia bukan orang yang baru kutemui lima belas menit yang lalu,” jelas Sebastien dengan nada bercanda.
Tara mendesah kesal. “Sebastien...”
“Baiklah,” potong Sebastien. “Aku harus pergi ke Nice untuk menemui kepala proyek kami. Ada masalah yang harus segera ditangani. Ngomong-ngomong, kepala proyek kami itu wanita dan aku sudah mengenalnya sejak tiga tahun lalu.”
“Kapan kau kembali?”
“Mmm... belum pasti. Mungkin besok, mungkin lusa. Tergantung masalah yang harus diselesaikan. Aku akan meneleponmu begitu aku kembali. Oke?”

نتایج (انگلیسی) 1:

"I'm calling your name is very difficult because Hugo pronounced, ‟ her defend herself and chuckle." Doesn't mean I'm drunk. ‟"Because today you come alone, you'd better do not binge, ‟ said Hugo again." No one can drop you home if you're drunk. ‟"Girl mengibas-ngibaskan her hands." You're really sucks, Hugo, ‟ she grumbled, then nodded. "But you're right. Drinking alone is no fun. I got home only. ‟"‟ Mau kupanggilkan taxi? ‟ I offer. Usually I'm not a person who likes to meddle in other people's Affairs. Whether what merasukiku that time."He looked at me. From the look on his face I'm almost sure the girl will say the words such as "I did a little drunk, but I'm not stupid, man. Where possible I let myself be duped foreign men who I met in a bar? Call a taxi? The correct course! ‟"But be my imagination too much, because in fact the girl just smiled, shook his head slowly and said," thanks, but no need. I could own. ‟"I'm looking at the back of the girl until she disappears behind the crowd. I would like to ask Hugo about the girl, but not so. If Hugo is indeed well acquainted with the girl, she will certainly be suspicious if I asked all kinds of. But should I'll admit, there is something of the girl that got me interested. "The story stops until there. Tara heard Élise sighed and said with a tone of regret, "Monsieur Fujitatsu, you made us all curious. You are interested in the girl, isn't it? Whether you're looking for it? Did you meet him again? Could it be that it was love at first sight?"By the way a question of love at first padnangan, I will putarkan one song to all of you, especially to you, Monsieur Fujitatsu. The audience, though not all people believe in love at first sight, I hope you all enjoy this song."Oh yes, Monsieur Fujitatsu, please drop us a line if there are interesting developments again."Tara smiled himself. Monsieur Fujitatsu it seemed a romantic kind of guy. Tara newly will stand up and take care of the paint her nails when her movements ceased.Fujitatsu?Tara mengerjap-ngerjapkan eyes.Fujitatsu ... Fuji-Tatsu ... Tatsuya Fujisawa ...? Tatsuya Fujisawa?!Tara frowned and thinking. Could it be? It may just be. Sebastien never mentions the question of a girl fascinated by tatsuya France. Lest the man was obeying the advice of his story and send you to Sebastien event Élise.Tara actually still very intrigued with the man named Tatsuya Fujisawa it. Until now he has not managed to find the answer to a sense of penasarannya used to be. He intends to forgo that issue before he himself became mad because think about it constantly, but is now increased by one more thing that makes him curious.Tara wanted to make sure. Oh yes, he had a lunch appointment with Sebastien today. He could ask Sebastien. Tara nodding and currently stands with difficulty because his feet started tingling.Suddenly he heard the sound of a cell phone. He limped into his bedroom and took a mobile phone that was lying on the bed. He stared at the screens of phones and smiled."Allô, Sebastien," he said as soon as he snaps the phone to the ear. He plunked himself into bed and memijat-mijat legs. "I just think it would be meneleponmu.""Tara, sorry," sela Sebastien at the end there. "Today I didn't get lunch with you."The smile faded and he hissed at Tara upset."What is it?" asked Sebastien plain."It's okay. My feet were tingling, "said Tara snapped. "Why can't eat lunch? You were on a date with a new girl kaukenal fifteen minutes ago? "Sebastien chuckles. "No, Yes and no," she replied desultory."What?""No, it's not a date. Yes, I'm going to meet a woman. No, she's not the person I met the new fifteen minutes ago, "obviously joking tone with Sebastien.Tara sighed irritably. "Sebastien ...""Well," cut Sebastien. "I have to go to Nice to meet the head of our project. There is a problem that must be tackled immediately. By the way, our project head that woman and I've known her since three years ago. ""When you come back?""Mmm ... not sure. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. Depending on the problem to be solved. I'll meneleponmu so I'm back. Okay? "

نتایج (انگلیسی) 2:

"I call Hugo because your names are very difficult to pronounce," she said defensively and chuckled. "Does not mean I'm drunk."
"Because today you come alone, you'd better not get drunk," said Hugo again. "No one can take you home if you're drunk."
"She wagged her hand. "You're really annoying, Hugo," he muttered, then nodded. "But you're right. Drinking alone is not fun. I go home.
" " "Want me to call a cab?" I offered. Normally I'm not a person who likes to interfere other people's business. I wonder what came over me at that time.
"He looked at me. From the look on his face I'm almost certain she would utter words like "I'm a little drunk, but I'm not stupid, man. How could I let myself be duped stranger I met at the bar? Call a cab? Give me a break! "
" But my imagination too much, because in reality the girl simply smiled, shook his head slowly, and said, "Thanks, but no need. I can do it myself. "
" I looked at her back until he disappeared behind the crowd. I wanted to ask about the girl's Hugo, but not so. If Hugo is well acquainted with the girl, he certainly would be suspicious if I ask any questions. But I have to admit, there is something from her that makes me interested. "
The story stopped there. Tara heard Elise sighed and said apologetically, "Monsieur Fujitatsu, you made ​​us all very curious. You are interested in the girl, is not it? Whether you're looking for it? Do you see him again? Could it be love at first sight?
"Speaking of love at first padnangan, will I rotate a song for you all, especially to you, Monsieur Fujitatsu. The listeners, although not everyone believes in love at first sight, I hope that you all enjoy this song.
"Oh yes, Monsieur Fujitatsu, please let us know if there is another exciting development."
Tara smiled to himself. Monsieur Fujitatsu seemed romantic kind of guy. Tara will stand up and straighten her nail polish when the movement stops.
Fujitatsu?
Tara blinked.
Fujitatsu ... Fuji-Tatsu ... Tatsuya Fujisawa ...? Tatsuya Fujisawa ?!
Tara frowned and thought. Is it possible? May be. Sebastien never mentioned anything about tatsuya were fascinated with the French girl. Lest the man's advice Sebastien and sending the story to show Elise.
Actually, Tara is still very curious boy named Tatsuya Fujisawa it. Until now he has not yet managed to find answers to his curiosity once. He had intended to forget about it before he himself became mad thinking about it constantly, but now increased by one more thing that made ​​him curious.
Tara wanted to make sure. Oh yes, he had a lunch date with Sebastien today. He could ask Sebastien. Tara nodded, and stood with difficulty because his legs started tingling.
Suddenly he heard the phone. He limped into the bedroom and took the phone lying on the bed. He stared at the phone screen and smiling.
"Allo, Sebastien," he said as he put the phone to his ear. She flung herself on the bed and massaged her feet. "I was just thinking'll call you."
"Tara, I'm sorry," interrupted Sebastien on the other end. "Today I can not have lunch with you."
The smile faded and he hissed Tara upset.
"What?" Asked Sebastien plain.
"It's okay. My legs were tingling, "said Tara snapped. "Why could not eat lunch? You have a date with a new girl you know fifteen minutes ago? "
Sebastien chuckled. "No, yes and no," he replied carelessly.
"What?"
"No, it's not a date. Yes, I'm going to meet a woman. No, he is not the man who had met fifteen minutes ago, "said Sebastien jokingly.
Tara sigh. "Sebastien ..."
"All right," interrupted Sebastien. "I have to go to Nice to meet the head of our project. There is a problem that must be addressed. By the way, the head of our project was a woman and I've known him since three years ago. "
" When did you get back? "
" Mmm ... uncertain. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. Depending on the problem to be solved. I'll call you when I get back. Okay?"