“Jangan malam ini,” potong Tara. “M

“Jangan malam ini,” potong Tara. “Malam ini kami sudah berjanji melupakan semua masalah dan bersenang-senang.”
Sebastien tidak paham apa yang dikatakan Tara.
“Jadi jangan malam ini,” Tara mengulangi kata-katanya. “Aku akan menemuinya besok.
Sepertinya Tatsuya bisa mendengar apa yang dikatakan Tara, karena setelah terdiam beberapa saat, ia meminta Sebastien menjaga Tara. Katanya ia akan memberitahu ayah Tara dan berkata akan menemui Tara besok, sesuai keinginan gadis itu. Setelah itu ia memutuskan hubungan.
Sebastien memasukkan kembali ponselnya ke saku celana dengan perlahan. Keningnya berkerut. Apa yang terjadi antara Tara dan Tatsuya?
“Tara, kau tidak mau menceritakan apa yang sebenarnya sedang terjadi? Atau sudah terjadi?” tanya Sebastien, berusaha memulai percakapan.
Tara menggeleng tanpa memandangnya. Ia kembali meneguk birnya.
Sebastien tidak mau menyerah begitu saja. “Karena Tatsuya?”
Diam sejenak, lalu Tara mengangguk pelan.
“Kau bilang hatimu sakit. Karena Tatsuya?”
Tara mengangguk lagi.
Jadi Tatsuya yang telah menyakiti hatinya, pikir Sebastien kecewa.
“Tara, kau tahu benar aku akan selalu membantumu. Kalau kau ingin aku membantumu, kau harus menceritakan masalahnya kepadaku,” kata Sebastien lagi.
Tara menghela napas, lalu mengangkat bahu acuh tak acuh. “Besok saja,” gumamnya ringan.
Sebastien tidak mendesak lebih jauh lagi. Baiklah, Tara bilang ia akan menjelaskannya besok. Maka Sebastien akan menunggu sampai besok.
Ketika akhirnya Tara berniat membuka botol bir ketiganya, Sebastien terpaksa harus menghentikannya dan mengantarnya pulang. Gadis itu sudah mabuk berat dan sama sekali tidak bisa berjalan dengan benar tanpa dibantu.
Begitu tiba di apartemennya, Tara langsung menghambur ke kamar mandi dan membanting pintu. Sebastien tidak buru-buru menyusulnya. Samar-samar ia bisa mendengar Tara muntah di kamar mandi. Ini pertama kalinya ia melihat Tara mabuk. Sebastien tidak tega meninggalkannya dalam keadaan begitu. Ia melepaskan jaket dan berjalan ke dapur untuk membuat secangkir tisane1 untuk Tara.
Keadaan Tara sungguh berantakan dan kacau-balau ketika ia keluar dari kamar mandi. Tanpa berkata apa-apa, ia menyesap sedikit tisane yang disodorkan Sebastien, lalu merangkak naik ke tempat tidur dan meringkuk di balik selimut.
Setelah mematikan lampu, Sebastien keluar dari kamar tidur Tara dan berdiri di ruang tengah. Mengingat Tara sepertinya sedang mengalami depresi berat, ia memutuskan bermalam di apartemen Tara. Siapa yang tahu apa yang akan dilakukan Tara bila tiba-tiba terbangun dan depresi sial itu kembali menyerangnya?
* * *
Keesokan paginya, Sebastien sedang memanggang roti ketika Tara keluar dari kamar tidurnya sambil memegangi kepala dengan sebelah tangan.
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“Selamat pagi, Mademoiselle Dupont,” sapa Sebastien ringan.
Tara menghentikan langkahnya dan mengerjap-ngerjapkan mata, kaget melihat Sebastien berdiri di dapurnya dengan pisau roti di tangan.
“Kau kelihatan kacau,” kata Sebastien setelah mengamati Tara dari atas sampai bawah. “Kepalamu sakit?”
Tara menghampiri meja makan kecilnya, menarik kursi dan duduk. “Kau tidak pulang semalam?” tanyanya dengan suara serak.
Sebastien meletakkan secangkir tisane di hadapan Tara.
“Aku benci tisane,” gerutu Tara. “Aku mau kopi saja.”
“Jadilah anak baik dan minum tisane itu,” kata Sebastien, lalu meletakkan piring berisi roti di meja. “Dan ya, aku memang tidak pulang semalam. Kau benar-benar mabuk dan aku tidak tega membiarkanmu sendirian.”
Tara tersenyum tipis dan menyesap tisane-nya dengan patuh. Kemudian ia bangkit.
“Kau mau ke mana?” tanya Sebastien buru-buru. “Kau harus sarapan dulu. Aku sudah beli croissant tadi.”
Tara mengibaskan tangan tanpa menoleh. “Aku mau cuci muka dulu, Ibu,” guraunya. “Nanti aku kembali dan memakan croissant-mu itu. Oh ya, sekalian goreng telur untukku. Oke?”

نتایج (انگلیسی) 1:

"Tonight," cut Tara. "Tonight we had already promised to forget about all the problems and have some fun."Sebastien did not understand what was said to be Tara."So do this evening," Tara repeated her words. "I'll see him tomorrow.It looks like Tatsuya can hear what is said to be Tara, because after a few moments of silence, he asked Sebastien keep Tara. He said he would tell the father of Tara and Tara will meet tomorrow said, according to the wishes of the girl. After that he decided the relationship.Sebastien re-enter her cell phone into the pocket of the pants slowly. Her temple lined. What happened between Tara and Tatsuya?"Tara, you don't want to tell what is really going on? Or already happen? "asked Sebastien, trying to start a conversation.Tara shook his head without looking at him. He went back to sipping birnya.Sebastien did not want to give up. "Because Tatsuya?"Silent for a moment, and then Tara nodded slowly."You said your heart hurts. Because Tatsuya? "Tara nodded again.So Tatsuya who had hurt him, think Sebastien disappointed."Tara, you know I will always help you. If you want me to help you, you must tell the thing to me, "said Sebastien again.Tara sighed, then shrugged indifferently. "Tomorrow," she mumbled.Sebastien is not pressing further. Well, Tara said she would explain it tomorrow. Then Sebastien will wait until tomorrow.When Tara finally intends to open a beer bottle the trio, Sebastien was forced to stop him and drove him home. The girl was already heavily intoxicated and totally unable to walk properly without being assisted.Once arrived at his apartment, Tara immediately burst into the bathroom and slammed the door. Sebastien not to rush him. He could vaguely hear Tara vomiting in the bathroom. This is the first time he saw Tara drunk. Sebastien not bear leaving it in a State so. He let go of my jacket and walked into the kitchen to make a cup of tisane1 to Tara.State of Tara really messy and topsy-turvy when he came out of the bathroom. Without saying anything, he was sipping a bit of tisane proffered Sebastien, then crawled up onto the bed and curled up behind the blanket.After turning off the lights, Sebastien out of Tara's bedroom and stood in the middle room. Remember Tara seemed like was having severe depression, he decided to stay in the apartment of Tara. Who knows what will be done when Tara suddenly awoke and depression that shit back attacked him?* * *The next morning, Sebastien barbequing bread when Tara comes out of his bedroom while holding onto the head with the next hand.1 herbal tea"Good morning, Mademoiselle Dupont," said Sebastien.Tara stop stride and mengerjap-ngerjapkan eyes, startled look at Sebastien standing in the kitchen with the bread knife in hand."You seem chaotic," said Sebastien after observing Tara from top to bottom. "Your head hurts?"Tara approached his small dining table, pull a Chair and sat down. "You didn't come home last night?" she asked with a hoarse voice.Sebastien put Cup of tisane in front of Tara."I hate the tisane," Tara grousing. "I want coffee.""Be a good child and drank tisane that," said Sebastien, then put the plate containing the bread at the table. "And Yes, I did not come home last night. You were really drunk and I membiarkanmu not bear alone. "Tara smiled thinly and SIP a tisane with wayward. Then he got up."You're going where?" asked Sebastien rush. "You gotta have breakfast first. I've bought croissants. "Tara flicked a hand without looking. "I want to wash the face once, mom," guraunya. "Later I went back and ate croissants of yours was. Oh yes, all the fried egg for me. Okay? "

نتایج (انگلیسی) 2:

"Not tonight," Tara cut. "Tonight we made ​​a promise to forget all the problems and have fun."
Sebastien did not understand what was said Tara.
"So do tonight," Tara repeated himself. "I'll see you tomorrow.
It seems like Tatsuya could hear what was said Tara, because, after a pause, he asked Sebastien keep Tara. He said he would tell the dad Tara and Tara said he would meet tomorrow, according to desire her. After he hung up.
Sebastien re-enter the cell phone into his pocket slowly. Frowning. What happened between Tara and Tatsuya?
"Tara, you do not want to tell me what's really going on? Or already happened? "Asked Sebastien, trying to start a conversation.
Tara shook her head without looking at him. He took another swig of his beer.
Sebastien did not want to give up. "Because Tatsuya?"
There was a pause, then Tara nodded slowly.
"You said your heart ache. Because Tatsuya? "
Tara nodded again.
So Tatsuya who had hurt him, thought Sebastien disappointed.
" Tara, you know right I will always help you. If you want me to help you, you must tell me the problem, "said Sebastien again.
Tara sighed, then shrugged indifferently. "Tomorrow," he murmured lightly.
Sebastien did not press further. Well, Tara says she'll explain tomorrow. Sebastien will then wait until tomorrow.
When it finally Tara intends to open a beer bottle three, Sebastien forced to stop and take her home. She was already drunk and simply can not function properly without help.
Once in his apartment, Tara straight into the bathroom and slammed the door. Sebastien did not rush to catch up. Dimly he could hear Tara throwing up in the bathroom. It's the first time she saw Tara drunk. Sebastien does not have the heart to leave it so. He let go of the jacket and walked into the kitchen to make a cup tisane1 to Tara.
The state of Tara really messy and chaotic when he came out of the bathroom. Without saying anything, he takes a sip of tisane offered Sebastien, then crawled into bed and curled up under the covers.
After turning off the lights, Sebastien Tara out of the bedroom and stood in the living room. Given Tara seemed to be severely depressed, he decided to spend the night in the apartment Tara. Who knows what will be done Tara when suddenly awakened and depression pesky attacked him again?
* * *
The next morning, Sebastien was baking bread when Tara out of the bedroom holding the head with one hand.
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"Good morning, Mademoiselle Dupont, "says Sebastien light.
Tara stopped and blinked, surprised to see Sebastien standing in his kitchen with a bread knife in his hand.
" You look a mess, "said Sebastien after observing Tara from top to bottom. "Your head hurt?"
Tara approached his table, pulled up a chair and sat down. "You did not come home last night?" He asked in a hoarse voice.
Sebastien placed a cup of tisane in front of Tara.
"I hate tisane," grumbled Tara. "I just want some coffee."
"Be a good boy and drink a tisane," said Sebastien, then put a plate of bread on the table. "And yes, I did not come home last night. You're really drunk and I did not have the heart to leave you alone. "
She smiled thinly and sipped his tisane obediently. Then he stood up.
"Where are you going?" Asked Sebastien rush. "You'll have breakfast first. I had already bought croissants. "
Tara waved without looking back. "I want to wash my face first, Mom," he joked. "I'll go back and eat the croissant-mu. Oh yes, all fried eggs for me. Okay?"