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Tujuh Belas
TARA tidak kembali ke kamar rawat Tatsuya. Ia langsung berjalan keluar dari rumah sakit. Kepalanya sakit dan jantungnya berdebar cepat sekali. Terlalu cepat. Ia perlu berpikir. Sendirian.
Ia tidak ingat bagaimana ia bisa sampai di apartemennya. Dalam keadaan setengah sadar ia masuk ke kamar tidur dan duduk meringkuk di ranjang. Tetap diam seperti itu dengan pandangan kosong.
Entah sudah berapa lama ia duduk diam seperti itu. Keheningan yang menyelimuti apartemennya tiba-tiba dipecahkan dering ponsel. Tara tersentak dan sesaat kesadarannya kembali. Ia baru menyadari langit di luar jendela sudah gelap dan kamar tidurnya juga gelap gulita. Pasti sudah lama ia duduk seperti itu. Ia tidak menghitung waktu. Ia juga tidak peduli.
“Allô?” katanya begitu ponsel sudah menempel di telinga. Semuanya terdengar kering.
“Kau ada di mana?” tanya Sebastien langsung. Tara bisa membayangkan Sebastien pasti kebingungan.
Tara tidak menjawab.
Sebastien juga tidak menunggu jawabannya. “Tatsuya sudah sadar,” katanya cepat dan lega.
Kening Tara berkerut dan ia menelan ludah. Kenapa begitu mendengar nama itu saja hatinya terasa perih?
“Allô? Tara, kau dengar? Tatsuya sudah sadar,” ulang Sebastien.
“Mm,” gumam Tara dengan napas tercekat.
“Aku akan mengantarnya pulang nanti. Kau akan datang?”
Tara berusaha mengatur napasnya dan memaksa dirinya berkata, “Tidak... Aku tidak bisa ke sana sekarang.”
“Kenapa?”
“Ada... sedikit urusan,” elak Tara. “Aku akan menjenguknya besok.”
Bohong... Itu bohong... Ia tidak akan siap bertemu dengan Tatsuya besok.
“Oh?” Sebastien terdengar heran.
“Dia baik-baiks aja?” tanya Tara.
“Ya, dia sehat sekali. Dia bahkan sudah tidak sabar ingin keluar dari rumah sakit.”
Tara mengembuskan napas lega. “Baguslah.”
“Ada apa, Tara?”
Tara agak kaget mendengar pertanyaan Sebastien, lalu ia ingat Sebastien adalah orang yang paing memahami dirinya di dunia ini. Tentu saja Sebastien bisa merasakan kegugupan Tara, keengganan Tara pergi ke rumah sakit, kebisuan Tara.
“Tidak apa-apa,” Tara berbohong lagi. “Aku sedang sibuk sekarang. Nanti akan kutelepon lagi, Sebastien.”
Tara langsung menutup ponsel dan mematikannya. Ia tidak ingin diganggu. Oleh siapa pun. Ia butuh sendirian.
* * *
Tara tidak tidur semalaman. Anehnya ia tidak mengantuk, hanya saja ia merasa tidak bertenaga, tidak bisa dan tidak ingin melakukan apa pun. Tetapi tentu saja itu tidak mungkin. Ia masih harus siaran, kalau tidak Charles akan mengamuk. Dan ia harus ceria. Jangan lupa itu.
Sepanjang hari ia menghindari telepon dari Sebastien dan ayahnya. Juga Tatsuya. Oh ya, laki-laki itu juga menelponnya, tapi ia tidak sanggup menjawab telepon siapa pun. Ia takut dirinya tidak akan kuat menghadapi kenyataan. Akhirnya ia mematikan ponsel dan menjejalkannya ke dalam laci meja kerja.
Sepanjang hari itu Tara bekerja seperti orang linglung. Saat siaran ia memaksakan diri tersenyum dan pura-pura ceria, tetapi begitu selesai siaran, ia kembali seperti mayat hidup.
“Tara, ada apa denganmu hari ini?” tanya Élise ketika Tara kembali ke meja kerjanya. “Kau sakit?”
Tara tidak menatap temannya. Ia hanya menggeleng pelan dan duduk bersandar.
“Biasanya suaramu sudah terdengar ke mana-mana dan kau selalu tidak bisa diam,” desak Élise sambil mencondongkan tubuhnya ke depan. Ia semakin khawatir melihat tindak-tanduk temannya. “Hari ini kau bahkan tidak bersuara. Ada apa?”
Tara menyunggingkan senyum tipis dan menggeleng. “Tidak apa-apa, Élise.” Ia tidak bisa menceritakannya pada Élise. Tidak kepada siapa pun.
Élise masih ingin mendesak Tara, tetapi ia harus siaran sekarang juga. Akhirnya ia menyerah dan berkata, “Setelah siaran nanti kau harus menceritakan segalanya kepadaku. Aku tidak tahan melihatmu begini.”

نتایج (انگلیسی) 1:

SeventeenTARA did not return to the room rawat Tatsuya. He immediately walked out of the hospital. His head aches and his heart beating quickly. Too fast. He needed to think. Alone.He doesn't remember how he could get to his apartment. In a State of half-unconscious he goes into the bedroom and sat curled up on the bed. Keep silent as it was with the view is empty.Heaven knows how long she sat silent like that. The silence surrounding his apartment suddenly solved a ringing cell phone. Tara jerks her consciousness momentarily and returns. He realized the sky outside the window is already dark and his bedroom is also dark. He must have been sitting like that. He doesn't count timing. He also doesn't care."Allô?" he said once the cell phone is already stuck in the ear. It all sounds dry."You were where?" asked Sebastien directly. Tara could imagine Sebastien definitely confusion.Tara did not answer.Sebastien also did not wait for the answer. "Tatsuya was already aware of," he said quickly and relief.Brow furrowed Tara and she swallowed. Why is that name was only heard his heart feels stung?"Allô? Tara, you hear? Tatsuya was already aware of, "Sebastien."Mm," Tara gumam with tercekat breath."I will drive her home later. Are you going to come? "Tara attempted to regulate her breathing and forced himself said, "No ... I could not be there now. ""Why?""There is ... a little affair," elak Tara. "I will menjenguknya tomorrow."A lie ... It's a lie ... He will not be ready to meet with Tatsuya tomorrow."Oh?" Sebastien sounded surprised."He's good-baiks aja?" asked Tara."Yes, he's healthy. He's even been impatient want to get out of the hospital. "Tara exhaled a sigh of relief. "Good riddance.""What is it, Tara?"Tara was a bit surprised to hear questions Sebastien, then he remembered Sebastien is the one who most understand him in this world. Of course Sebastien could feel the nervousness Tara, Tara's reluctance to go to the hospital, Tara silence."It's okay," Tara lied again. "I'm busy right now. Will be kutelepon again, Sebastien. "Tara immediately closed the phone and turn it off. He did not want to be bothered. By anyone. He need alone.* * *Tara did not sleep all night. Oddly enough he isn't sleepy, it's just that he feels is not powered, could not and did not want to do anything. But of course that's not possible. He has yet to be broadcast, otherwise Charles will be raging. And he should be cheerful. Don't forget that.All day he avoided phone from Sebastien and his father. Also Tatsuya. Oh yes, the man was also menelponnya, but he was not able to answer the phone to anyone. She is afraid of her strong will not face reality. Eventually he turned off the phones and menjejalkannya into a desk drawer.Throughout the day Tara worked like a man dazed. When the broadcast he impose themselves smiling and pretending to be cheerful, but once completed the broadcast, he returned as the undead."Tara, what's up with you today?" asked Élise when Tara returned to the table it works. "Are you sick?"Tara's not staring at his friend. He just shook his head slowly and sat leaning."Normally your voice already sounded everywhere and you always can not be silent," urges Élise while her body bends forward. He is increasingly worried seeing his friend's mindless acquiescence. "Today you don't even speak. What is it? "Tara put a thin smile and shook his head. "It's okay, Élise." He could not tell it on Élise. Not to anyone.Élise still want urgent Tara, but it must now also broadcast. He finally gave up and said, "After the broadcast later you have to tell me everything. I can't stand to see you this way. "

نتایج (انگلیسی) 2:

Seventeen
TARA not go back to the hospital room Tatsuya. He immediately walked out of the hospital. His head ached and her heart was beating fast. Too fast. He needed to think. Alone.
He does not remember how she got in her apartment. In a kind of trance she went into the bedroom and sat curled up on the bed. Remained silent as it was with a blank look.
I do not know how long she sat still as it was. The silence that enveloped her apartment suddenly solved the phone ringing. Tara gasped and momentary consciousness back. He realized the sky outside the window of his bedroom was dark and too dark. Definitely a long time he had to sit like that. He did not count the time. He also does not care.
"Allo?" He said when the phone is against your ear. Everything sounds dry.
"Where are you?" Asked Sebastien directly. Tara can imagine Sebastien certainly confused.
She did not answer.
Sebastien also did not wait for an answer. "Tatsuya already aware," he said quickly and relieved.
Brow furrowed Tara and she swallowed. Why is that hearing that name just her heart ached?
"Allo? Tara, do you hear? Tatsuya already aware, "repeated Sebastien.
" Mm, "murmured Tara breathlessly.
" I'll take her home later. You will come? "
Tara tried to catch his breath and forced himself said," No ... I could not go there now. "
" Why? "
" There is ... a little affair, "Tara said in evasion. "I'll see him tomorrow."
Liar ... That's a lie ... He will not be ready to meet with Tatsuya tomorrow.
"Oh?" Sebastien sounded surprised.
"He was well-baiks wrote?" Tara asked.
"Yes, he is very healthy , He even could not wait to get out of the hospital. "
Tara sighed with relief. "Well done."
"What is it, Tara?"
Tara Sebastien bit surprised at the question, and then he remembered Sebastien is the Paing understands himself in this world. Of course Sebastien could feel the nervousness Tara, Tara's reluctance to go to the hospital, Tara silence.
"It's okay," Tara lied again. "I'm busy right now. I'll call again later, Sebastien. "
Tara closed the phone and turned it off. He did not want to be disturbed. By anyone. He needed to be alone.
* * *
She did not sleep all night. Strangely he was not sleepy, but he just felt no energy, could not and did not want to do anything. But of course that's not possible. It still needs to be broadcast, if not Charles would rage. And he should be cheerful. Do not forget it.
Throughout the day he avoids a call from Sebastien and his father. Also Tatsuya. Oh yes, the man also called him, but he was unable to answer the phone anyone. He was afraid he would not be strong to face reality. Finally she turned off the phone and stuffed it in his desk drawer.
The whole day was Tara worked dazed. When the broadcast he forced himself to smile and pretend to be cheerful, but once completed the broadcast, he returned like a zombie.
"Tara, what's with you today?" Asked Elise when Tara back to her desk. "Are you sick?"
Tara did not look at her. He just shook his head slowly and sat back.
"Usually your voice has been heard everywhere and you always can not be silent," Elise insisted, leaning forward. He is increasingly alarmed at his behavior. "Today you do not even make a sound. What is it? "
Tara slight smile and shook his head. "It's okay, Elise." He could not tell Elise. Not to anyone.
Elise still want to urge Tara, but he needs to be broadcast today. Finally he gave up and said, "After the broadcast later you must tell me everything. I can not stand to see you like this. "