“Kau tidak ingat lagi padaku?” tany

“Kau tidak ingat lagi padaku?” tanya pria itu dengan nada sinis. Mulutnya
melengkung membentuk senyum mengejek.
Kazuto teringat pada orang aneh di gedung pertunjukan balet kemarin. “Anda
yang ada di gedung pertunjukan kemarin?” tanyanya dengan nada ragu.
Alis lebat pria itu terangkat, masih tersenyum sinis. Ia mengepulkan asap rokoknya
dan berkata puas, “Ah, rupanya kau ingat juga.”
“Tapi aku...”
“Coba ingat-ingat lagi,” potong pria itu tajam. “Sebelum itu kita sempat bertemu.”
Kazuto kembali memutar otak. Siapa pria ini? Apa yang diinginkannya?”Kau sama
sekali tidak ingat?” Mata kecil pria itu menusuk mata Kazuto. “Bagaimana kalau
kukatakan padamu bahwa masih ada masalah yang belum selesai di antara kita?” tanya
pria itu. Ia mengangguk-angguk dan melanjutkan, “Harus kuakui pukulanmu cukup
keras, tapi kurasa sekarang saatnya kau menerima balasan dariku.”
Tiba-tiba Kazuto teringat. Pria ini adalah pria yang mengganggu Sato Haruka di
tengah jalan malam itu. Kazuto memang sempat meninjunya dan sekarang ia ingin
membalas dendam? Apakah pria itu salah satu anggota yakuza? Sial! Ia sama sekali
tidak ingin terlibat dengan yakuza. Kazuto memandang berkeliling, mengamati anak
buah pria itu, mempertimbangkan kelemahan situasinya saat itu. Ia tidak yakin bisa
mengalahkan lima orang bertampang garang itu. Tetapi bagaimanapun juga ia harus
mencobanya. Tidak ada cara lain.
“Sepertinya kau mulai ingat, bukan?” tanya pria itu. Ia menyeringai, membuang
sisa rokoknya ke tanah, dan menginjaknya. “Mungkin sekarang kita bisa mulai
mengajarimu supaya tidak ikut campur urusan orang lain.”
Ia melambaikan tangannya dan kelima anak buahnya bergerak maju menyerang
Kazuto. Kazuto sempat menghindar dari beberapa tinju yang melayang ke arahnya dan
sempat meninju rahang beberapa orang pria. Tetapi mereka terlalu banyak dan terlalu
ganas. Sementara Kazuto sibuk menghindar, ia tidak menyadari salah satu dari pria itu
mengambil tongkat bisbol dari dalam mobil dan menghampirinya dari belakang.
Kazuto berputar dan terkejut melihat tongkat bisbol yang diayunkan ke arahnya.
Hal terakhir yang terlintas dalam benaknya adalah ia harus menelepon Keiko sore itu.
Lalu kepalanya serasa meledak, diikuti percikan cahaya menyilaukan, lalu segalanya
berubah gelap.
* * *
Sudah hampir jam tujuh malam.
Keiko mengalihkan pandangan dari jam dinding ke ponsel yang tergeletak di meja
dan mengembuskan napas. Kenapa belum menelepon? Lagi-lagi Keiko melirik jam
dinding. Ia sudah tiba di Kyoto sekitar tiga jam yang lalu, tetapi Kazuto belum
menelepon sampai sekarang. Bukankah laki-laki itu bilang akan meneleponnya?
Keiko tidak tahu kenapa ia bisa seresah itu. Tetapi ia memang resah. Ia menggigitgigiti
kuku dan kembali menatap ponselnya.
Akhirnya ia meraih ponselnya dan mulai memencet beberapa tombol, lalu
menempelkan ponsel ke telinga. “Moshimoshi? Haruka Oneesan?” Ia mendengarkan
sesaat, lalu melanjutkan, “Ya, aku sudah di Kyoto. Oneesan ada di mana sekarang?...
Oh, begitu. Oneesan, ngomong-ngomong Oneesan sudah bertemu dengan Kazuto-san?”
Keiko kembali menggigit kukunya. “Belum? Oh... Ah, tidak apa-apa. Ponselnya sedang
rusak jadi aku tidak bisa meneleponnya. Ya... Ya, tidak apa-apa... Kalau Oneesan
bertemu dengannya... Ya... Ya... Terima kasih. Ya.”
Keiko menutup telepon dan mengembuskan napas panjang. Ia menggigit bibir dan
menatap ponsel yang ada dalam genggamannya. Apakah ia harus mencoba? Hanya
untuk memastikan? Ia kembali memencet beberapa tombol di ponselnya dan
menempelkan ponsel ke telinga. Setelah menunggu sejenak terdengar suara operator
telepon yang menyatakan bahwa ponsel yang dituju sedang tidak aktif. Keiko menutup
ponsel. Ia menarik napas panjang dan mengembuskannya dengna keras.
“Kenapa melamun sendiri di sini?” Terdengar suara berat ayahnya dari belakang.
“Kau tidak membantu ibumu menyiapkan makan malam?”
“Ya,” sahut Keiko cepat dan segera bangkit.
Tidak apa-apa. Kazuto mungkin memang sedang sibuk saat ini. Ia pasti akan
menelepon Keiko nanti malam. Pasti.
* * *
Dua jam yang lalu...
Takemiya Shinzo baru saja akan meninggalkan apartemennya untuk menghadiri
pesta Natal yang diadakan salah seorang rekan bisnisnya ketika telepon di
apartemennya berdering. Ia bermaksud mengabaikannya karena sebelah tangannya
sudah membuka pintu depan, tetapi akhirnya ia menyerah dan masuk kembali ke
apartemen.
“Moshimoshi?” katanya dengan nada agak kesal. Ia melirik jam tangan Rolex yang
melingkari pergelangan tangan kirinya. Semoga saja ini tidak memakan waktu lama. Ia
tidak ingin sampai terlambat menghadiri perayaan itu dan memberikan kesan buruk.

نتایج (انگلیسی) 1:

"You don't remember me?" asked the man with the cynical tone. His mouththe curvy formed smile taunting.Kazuto recalled in a freak Ballet building yesterday. "Youthat is in the building of the show yesterday? "he asked with a tone of doubt.The man's thick eyebrows raised, still smiling cynically. He was puffing smoke smokingsatisfied and said, "Ah, apparently you remember too.""But I ...""Try to keep that in mind yet," cut the guy is sharp. "Before that we had met."Kazuto back twisted brain. Who is this man? What it wants? " You're the samesimply not remember? " The little guy's eyes piercing eye Kazuto. "What ifI told thee that there is still a problem that has not been done among us? "askedthe man was. He was nodding and continued, "it must be I'll admit quite pukulanmuhard, but I think it is time you receive a reply from me. "Kazuto suddenly remembered. This man is a man who disrupts Sato Haruka inmiddle of the road that night. Kazuto indeed had socked and now he wants torevenge? Whether the man was a member of the yakuza? Bad luck! He completelydon't want to get involved with the yakuza. Kazuto looking around, watching the childrenthe fruit man, considering the weakness of the situation at that time. He was not sure it couldbeat five people looking fierce it. But somehow he mustgive it a try. There is no other way."It looks like you're starting to remember, isn't it?" asked the man. He grinned, throwthe rest of smoking to the ground, and menginjaknya. "Maybe now we can startmengajarimu so as not to interfere the Affairs of others. "He waved his hand and five of his men moved forward attackKazuto. Kazuto had shy away from some of the fist that floated toward him andhad punched him in the jaw a couple of men. But they were too many and toomalignant. Meanwhile Kazuto busy dodging, he did not realize one of the man'stake a baseball bat out of the car and approached him from behind.Kazuto spin and was surprised to see the baseball bat swung at him.The last thing flashed in her mind was that he should call Keiko that afternoon.Then his head seemed to explode, followed by a splash of dazzling light, and then everythingturned dark.* * *It's almost seven hours a night.Keiko turned his gaze from the wall clock to cell phone lying on the deskand exhales. Why hasn't been calling? Again Keiko glanced at the clockwall. He arrived in Kyoto about three hours ago, but yet Kazutocall up until now. Isn't the man it says will call her?Keiko doesn't know why he could seresah it. But he was restless. He menggigitgigitinails and looked back at her cell phone.Eventually he grabbed her cell phone and started pressing a few buttons, thenattach the phone to the ear. "Moshimoshi? Haruka Oneesan? " He listened tofor a moment, then continued, "Yes, I've been in Kyoto. Oneesan no where now? ...Oh, so. By the way, oneesan Oneesan already met Kazuto-san? "Keiko back biting his nails. "Yet? Oh ... Ah, it's okay. Her cell phone is beingbroken so I can't call him. Yes ... Yes, it's okay ... If Oneesanmet him ... Yes ... Yes ... Thank you. Yes. "Keiko hung up the phone and exhales. She was biting her lips andstaring at the phone you have in his grasp. Whether he should be tried? Onlyto make sure? He returned the squeeze a few buttons on her cell phone andattach the phone to the ear. After waiting for a moment the sound operatorthe phone stated that the intended phone is currently not active. Keiko closethe cell phone. He took a deep breath and mengembuskannya has been hard."Why daydreaming yourself here?" His father's deep voice sounded from behind."You're not helping your mother prepares dinner?""Yes," said Keiko quickly and soon rise.It's okay. Kazuto may indeed is busy at the moment. He will surelycall Keiko later tonight. For sure.* * *Two hours ago ...Takemiya Shinzo just would leave his apartment to attendChristmas Party held one of his business associates when the phone is inhis apartment rang. He intended to ignore it because it's next to the handalready opened the front door, but he finally gave up and went back to theapartment."Moshimoshi?" she said with a tone somewhat annoyed. He glanced at the Rolex watchesencircling his left wrist. Hopefully this won't take a long time. Hedon't want to get too late to attend the feast and give a bad impression.

نتایج (انگلیسی) 2:

"You do not remember me?" The man asked with sarcasm. His mouth
curved into a smirk.
Kazuto remembered the strange man in the building of the ballet yesterday. "You
were there in the theater yesterday?" He asked in a tone of doubt.
Bushy eyebrows lifted him, still smiling sarcastically. He puffed on his cigarette
and said satisfied, "Ah, I remember, too."
"But I ..."
"Try to remember anymore," the man cut sharply. "Before that we had met."
Kazuto back around the brain. Who is this guy? What does he want? "You
do not remember?" The man's little eyes piercing eyes Kazuto. "What if
I told you that there is still unfinished business between us?" Asked
the man. He nodded and continued, "I must admit pukulanmu pretty
hard, but I think it is time you receive a reply from me."
Suddenly Kazuto remembered. This man is a man who interfere with Haruka Sato in the
middle of the road that night. Kazuto really had punched him and now he wants
revenge? Was he a member of the yakuza? Shit! He did
not want to get involved with the yakuza. Kazuto looked around, observing the children
fruit at him, considering the weakness of the current situation. He was not sure he could
beat the five-looking fierce. But somehow he had to
try it. There is no other way.
"You start to remember, do not you?" Asked the man. He grinned, throwing
his cigarette to the ground and stepped on it. "Maybe now we can begin to
teach so as not to interfere other people's business."
He waved his hand and five of his men moved forward to attack
Kazuto. Kazuto had shied away from some of the fist floating toward her and
had to punch the jaw a few men. But they are too many and too
ferocious. While Kazuto busy shy, he did not realize one of the men
took a baseball bat from the car and approached him from behind.
Kazuto spin and was surprised to see the baseball bat is swung toward him.
The last thing that comes to mind is that he should call Keiko that afternoon.
then his head exploded, followed by a splash of bright light, and then everything
went black.
* * *
It's almost seven o'clock.
Keiko turned away from the phone to the wall clock lying on the table
and exhaled. Why did not you call? Again Keiko glanced at
the wall. He had arrived in Kyoto about three hours ago, but Kazuto not been
called until now. Is not the man said he'd call her?
Keiko did not know why he could litter it. But he was restless. He menggigitgigiti
nails and looked back at her cell phone.
Finally, he grabbed his cell phone and began to punch a few buttons, then
put the phone to his ear. "Hello? Haruka Oneesan? "He listened
for a moment, then continued," Yes, I've been in Kyoto. Oneesan there where now? ...
Oh, I see. Oneesan, anyway Oneesan already met with Kazuto-san? "
Keiko back to bite her nails. "Not yet? Oh ... Ah, it's okay. His cell phone was
broken so I could not call her. Yes ... yes, it's okay ... If Oneesan
meet him ... Yes ... Yes ... Thank you. Yes. "
Keiko hung up the phone and sighed. She bit her lip and
stared at the phone in his hand. Whether he should try? Just
to be sure? He returned to punch a few buttons on his cell phone and
put the phone to his ear. After waiting a while the sound operator
phone stating that the destination phone is not active. Keiko close the
phone. He took a deep breath and exhaled dengna hard.
"Why daydreaming alone here?" There was a heavy sound of his father from behind.
"You're not helping your mother prepare dinner?"
"Yes," said Keiko quickly and got up.
It's okay. Kazuto maybe it was busy at the moment. He would have
to call Keiko tonight. Definitely.
* * *
Two hours ago ...
Takemiya Shinzo just going to leave her apartment to attend a
Christmas party held one of his business associates when the telephone in
his apartment rang. He intends to ignore it because the hand
had opened the front door, but finally he gave up and went back into
the apartment.
"Moshimoshi?" He said with a somewhat annoyed tone. He glanced at the Rolex watch
wrapped around his left wrist. Hopefully this does not take long. He
did not want to be late to attend the ceremony and give a bad impression.