Sebuah cahaya putih berkilau membuka kelopak mataku. Aku terbangun dalam pangkuan seorang gadis. Gadis manis berambut ikal. Ia tersenyum padaku. Manis sekali.
"Rahma?" aku menegakkan tubuhku dan menghadap sosok sahabatku itu. "Kenapa aku bisa tertidur di pangkuanmu?"
Ia tersenyum, "Entahlah, mungkin kau terlalu lelah bermain tadi. Lihatlah, gitarmu sampai kaupeluk."
Mataku mengikuti arah telunjuknya. Saat ini sang gitar sedang bersandar sembari mengamati kami. Aku tersenyum lalu tertawa kecil. "Ya, saking cintanya aku pada musik."
Rahma ikut tertawa kecil. "Bahkan saat bermain denganku kau pun tak lepas dari gitarmu. Dasar musisi profesional."
"Aam.." belum selesai kalimatku, tangannya mengalung di belakang leherku. Setengah tak percaya, mataku melotot. "Rah..ma?"
Gadis itu diam sejenak. Memeluk hangat diriku. "Rama, capailah impianmu itu. Berusahalah semampumu untuk menggapainya. Aku akan selalu mendukungmu."
Sementara aku merasakan sesuatu yang hangat membasahi bahuku. Aku mendorongnya sedikit, menatap wajah mungilnya. Matanya memerah, dipenuhi kristal paling berharga miliknya.
"Terimakasih Rahma. Tapi kau tidak perlu sampai menangis seperti ini. Kita melangkah bersama. Menggapai cita-cita kita dengan cara kita masing-masing. Aku juga akan selalu mendukungmu. Ya?" Tanyaku meyakinkan. Tapi yang kulihat, Rahma malah menunduk. "Ya?" kuulangi pertanyaanku untuk meyakinkan diri.
Dia menggeleng tipis. Bahkan kalau tak kauperhatikan, dia seperti diam saja. Baju putihnya bahkan tak bergoyang sedikitpun. "Tidak bisa." kalimatnya keluar bersama isak tangis.
"Mengapa tidak?"
"Karena.." ia menutup wajahnya, "karena tempat kita sudah berbeda.."
Dahiku mengernyit. 5 detik berselang, baru kumengerti maksudnya. "Oh iya, kamu pindah ke Korea kan? Tapi kan tidak ada alasan yang menghalangimu untuk menggapai cita-cita kan?"
Isaknya menderas. "Keadaannya sudah berbeda, Rama!" Ia menghapus lagi airmatanya. membiarkan zat bening itu mengalir dari celah jemari. "Sudahlah, kita hentikan saja percakapan ini. Aku tak mau debat denganmu."
Aku membuka tangan yang menutupi wajahnya. Telapak tanganku meraih wajah mungil tersebut. Bibirku menempel, mengecup lembut keningnya. Namun perlahan, sosok itu menghilang sesaat setelah tangisnya berhenti. Belum sempat terjawab keherananku, aku sudah ditarik oleh suara lainnya.
"Den, bangun! Hari ini piket kelas kan, Den?"
Kerjap! Mataku terbuka. Kembali ke kamarku dengan pemandangan kosong. Hanya Bi Inem menyisakan kepalanya di muka pintu. Aku mengacungkan ibu jari, tanda sudah bangun. Bibi mengangguk dan mengeluarkan kepalanya dari kamarku.
Aku bangkit duduk. Di antara sprei putih yang berantakan, kutemukan sebuah kertas yang sudah kucel. Kuambil dan kubaca kembali.
Halo Rama sahabatku,
Sedih untuk menyampaikan hal ini, tapi maaf, aku harus pergi. Ayah dipindahtugaskan ke Seoul 6 bulan ke depan. Aku dan ibu harus ikut, sementara Mbak Sarmi pulang kampung. Aku belum memberitahu siapa-siapa soal ini, kecuali Mio--tau kan? boneka kucing favoritku--yang sudah kuberikan pada keponakan Mbak Sarmi. Jadi kemungkinan besar kau orang pertama yang mengetahui kepergianku. Senang tidak?
Maaf jika kau malah sedih. Sejujurnya, aku juga baru diberitahu ayah saat beliau mengajak makan malam di luar seminggu lalu. Aku bahkan tak siap dengan semua ini. Meninggalkan semuanya dan hidup di negeri orang. Meninggalkanmu, sahabatku.
Oya, perpisahan seminggu lagi, bukan? Kau sudah mempersiapkannya? Cepat persiapkan! Jangan hanya bermain gitar! Secepatnya pilih Prom Queen mu. *Aku tau, kau ingin aku yang menjadi pasanganmu. Tapi mustahil, bukan? Jangan lupa sampaikan salamku untuk teman-teman dan ucapan selamat bagi yang menjadi pasanganmu.
Sudah dulu ya. Aku harus melanjutkan packing. Ingat, kalau mau terjun di dunia musik, lebih baik tenggelam, basah sekalian. Jangan hanya minta cipratannya. Kutunggu kau menjadi musisi profesional. Aku akan selalu ada dalam setiap petikan gitarmu.
Sahabat yang mencintaimu,
Rahma
Aku melipat surat itu. Merapikannya kembali. Memasukkannya ke dalam amplop marun yang diberikan Bi Inem tadi malam. Lalu segera ke kamar mandi untuk mandi dan mencuci wajah yang berairmata.
Sekolah tetap ramai seperti biasa. Walaupun sudah mau perpisahan, mereka tetap sibuk mengoceh, terutama wanita. Kaum berisik itu heboh membicarakan penampilan saat prom nanti. Aku melewatinya dan bertemu Ardi. Ia hendak ke perpustakaan untuk mengembalikan buku. Aku mengikutinya.
Di perpus, Aku dan Ardi mengantri pada loket pengembalian buku. Sambil menerawang, menyapu sudut perpustakaan, aku melihat TV Plasma di tengah ruangan tengah menyiarkan berita. Sepertinya tentang pesawat jatuh. "Akhir-akhir ini sering sekali pesawat jatuh." komentarku lirih.
Aku mendekati televisi itu, tertarik pada pesawatnya yang kali ini cukup besar dan puluhan nyawa bergelimpangan di dalamnya. Lalu, muncullah headline dari berita tersebut,
"Pesawat Garuda Rute Jakarta-Seoul Jatuh Terbakar"
TAMAT
---
Rimie Ramadan
25.11.2011
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25 Nov 2011
22 Nov 2011
My endless love
---Rahma "In"
"Hei, berhentilah memujiku! Aku tak mau dengar!" teriakku kepada sahabatku, Rama. Selalu saja begini. Kalau sedang istirahat belajar, dia pasti mengambil gitarku dan memainkan lagu khusus untukku. Yang isinya hanya pujian gombal.
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stared for a while, 'cause girl you're amazing, just the way you are.
Lagi, kuambil sebatang choco roll dan kujejalkan ke mulutnya supaya diam. Lagi, dia menggigitnya dan menyuapkan sisanya padaku. Ah, Tuhan. Kenapa dia selalu seperti ini? Bagaimana kalau aku tak bersamanya lagi? Padahal tinggal beberapa bulan lagi aku pindah dan aku tak tega memberitahunya.
---Rahma "Out", Rama "In"
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stared for a while, 'cause girl you're amazing, just the way you are.
Aku menyanyikannya sampai habis tanpa sedikitpun mengalihkan pandanganku padanya. Lagi-lagi mukanya memerah. Dia terpesona.
Rahma, dia sahabatku dan aku mencintainya. Aku menyukainya sejak ia duduk sebangku denganku kelas 5 SD. Waktu itu kami sudah lama bertetangga, tapi tak pernah saling mengenal karena individualisme komplek kami sangat tinggi. Bahkan ayah ibu kami mungkin tak pernah bertemu jika bukan karena kami.
Sejak itu kami selalu menghabiskan waktu bersama. Mengerjakan tugas, bermain dan lainnya. Bahkan kami berhasil masuk ke SMP yang sama. Hingga saat ini, status kami bersahabat walaupun aku sering secara tidak langsung mengatakan aku mencintainya. Tapi aku sudah berniat, saat perpisahan nanti akan kuperjelas perasaan ini.
---Rama "Out", Rahma "In"
Aku berhasil mengelabuinya. Dan juga perasaanku sendiri. Sejuta rasa sesal bercampur sedih mewarnai penantianku akan datangnya hari ini.
Kulihat wajah ayah dan ibu yang juga nampak mencemaskanku. Berulang kali kukatakan baik-baik saja meskipun aku selalu menunduk, menyembunyikan airmataku. Perpisahan masih seminggu lagi, tapi bagiku hari inilah perpisahan sesungguhnya. Dari kota ini, dari negeri ini dan dari Rama.
Rama. Hanya ada kata maaf yang bisa kudengungkan tiap mengingat namanya.
Ting-tong! "Kepada penumpang pesawat Garuda Airlines tujuan Jakarta-Seoul dengan nomor penerbangan XXX harap memasuki armada melalui pintu G7."
"Selamat tinggal."
---
Rahma, dimanakah kau berada? Rindu aku ingin jumpa, meski lewat nada..
Aku melepas gitarku. "Hey girl, where are you? Don't you know I miss you so bad?" Aku mengambil sebuah bingkai foto. Di sana, aku dan Rahma berpose bak penyihir. "Can you give a little magic to mend my heart?"
"I don't know why but feel scared right now. Please tell if this just a mistaken." Aku meraba dadaku. Ada rasa takut dan gelisah di sana. Takut, kalau saja ia menghilang. Gelisah, apa benar aku masih dapat mengatakan perasaanku ini?
4 hari kemudian, aku benar-benar mencapai puncak gelisah. Karena seminggu ini Rahma terus saja tak ada kabar. Aku tanya ayah dan ibu pun jawabannya nihil. Aku tanya teman-teman sekelasnya, mereka malah balik bertanya.
Tok, tok!
"Masuk!"
Bi Inem membuka pintu dan masuk dengan sopan. "Den, ini ada titipan surat dari pembantunya Non Rahma."
Surat? Untuk apa Mbak Sarmi--pembantu keluarga Rahma-- mengirimiku surat? "Coba lihat Bi."
Bi Inem menyerahkan sepucuk surat beramplop marun. Kuambil, lalu kuamati. Mataku berhenti pada huruf-huruf yang terangkai sebagai pengirim surat itu. Peganganku mengencang. Dua bola mataku tak mau beranjak sedikitpun. Tersirat pemikiran, "Mengapa hanya sebuah surat?"
"Den?" suara Bi Inem menggeser perhatianku. "Aden nggak papa?"
"Oh, iya Bi. Nggak papa kok. Makasih ya Bi."
Bi Inem mengangguk lalu pamit dengan unggah-ungguh khas orang Jawa.
Tinggallah aku sendiri di kamar ini. Bersama surat itu. Benda yang memuncakkan rinduku pada seorang Rahma. Bidadari yang tiba-tiba menghilang dari muka bumi.
Perlahan kuraih amplop itu, kubuka, dan kutarik isinya.
---
Rimie Ramadan
NB: sebetulnya ini posting udah dari bulan Juni tapi emang terbengkalai.
hari ini baru coba mencari sambungan ide dan kira2 rampung sekitar 1-2 chapter lagi.
jadi, aku gak pasang tanggal ah, malu. hehee.
"Hei, berhentilah memujiku! Aku tak mau dengar!" teriakku kepada sahabatku, Rama. Selalu saja begini. Kalau sedang istirahat belajar, dia pasti mengambil gitarku dan memainkan lagu khusus untukku. Yang isinya hanya pujian gombal.
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stared for a while, 'cause girl you're amazing, just the way you are.
Lagi, kuambil sebatang choco roll dan kujejalkan ke mulutnya supaya diam. Lagi, dia menggigitnya dan menyuapkan sisanya padaku. Ah, Tuhan. Kenapa dia selalu seperti ini? Bagaimana kalau aku tak bersamanya lagi? Padahal tinggal beberapa bulan lagi aku pindah dan aku tak tega memberitahunya.
---Rahma "Out", Rama "In"
And when you smile, the whole world stops and stared for a while, 'cause girl you're amazing, just the way you are.
Aku menyanyikannya sampai habis tanpa sedikitpun mengalihkan pandanganku padanya. Lagi-lagi mukanya memerah. Dia terpesona.
Rahma, dia sahabatku dan aku mencintainya. Aku menyukainya sejak ia duduk sebangku denganku kelas 5 SD. Waktu itu kami sudah lama bertetangga, tapi tak pernah saling mengenal karena individualisme komplek kami sangat tinggi. Bahkan ayah ibu kami mungkin tak pernah bertemu jika bukan karena kami.
Sejak itu kami selalu menghabiskan waktu bersama. Mengerjakan tugas, bermain dan lainnya. Bahkan kami berhasil masuk ke SMP yang sama. Hingga saat ini, status kami bersahabat walaupun aku sering secara tidak langsung mengatakan aku mencintainya. Tapi aku sudah berniat, saat perpisahan nanti akan kuperjelas perasaan ini.
---Rama "Out", Rahma "In"
Aku berhasil mengelabuinya. Dan juga perasaanku sendiri. Sejuta rasa sesal bercampur sedih mewarnai penantianku akan datangnya hari ini.
Kulihat wajah ayah dan ibu yang juga nampak mencemaskanku. Berulang kali kukatakan baik-baik saja meskipun aku selalu menunduk, menyembunyikan airmataku. Perpisahan masih seminggu lagi, tapi bagiku hari inilah perpisahan sesungguhnya. Dari kota ini, dari negeri ini dan dari Rama.
Rama. Hanya ada kata maaf yang bisa kudengungkan tiap mengingat namanya.
Ting-tong! "Kepada penumpang pesawat Garuda Airlines tujuan Jakarta-Seoul dengan nomor penerbangan XXX harap memasuki armada melalui pintu G7."
"Selamat tinggal."
---
Rahma, dimanakah kau berada? Rindu aku ingin jumpa, meski lewat nada..
Aku melepas gitarku. "Hey girl, where are you? Don't you know I miss you so bad?" Aku mengambil sebuah bingkai foto. Di sana, aku dan Rahma berpose bak penyihir. "Can you give a little magic to mend my heart?"
"I don't know why but feel scared right now. Please tell if this just a mistaken." Aku meraba dadaku. Ada rasa takut dan gelisah di sana. Takut, kalau saja ia menghilang. Gelisah, apa benar aku masih dapat mengatakan perasaanku ini?
4 hari kemudian, aku benar-benar mencapai puncak gelisah. Karena seminggu ini Rahma terus saja tak ada kabar. Aku tanya ayah dan ibu pun jawabannya nihil. Aku tanya teman-teman sekelasnya, mereka malah balik bertanya.
Tok, tok!
"Masuk!"
Bi Inem membuka pintu dan masuk dengan sopan. "Den, ini ada titipan surat dari pembantunya Non Rahma."
Surat? Untuk apa Mbak Sarmi--pembantu keluarga Rahma-- mengirimiku surat? "Coba lihat Bi."
Bi Inem menyerahkan sepucuk surat beramplop marun. Kuambil, lalu kuamati. Mataku berhenti pada huruf-huruf yang terangkai sebagai pengirim surat itu. Peganganku mengencang. Dua bola mataku tak mau beranjak sedikitpun. Tersirat pemikiran, "Mengapa hanya sebuah surat?"
"Den?" suara Bi Inem menggeser perhatianku. "Aden nggak papa?"
"Oh, iya Bi. Nggak papa kok. Makasih ya Bi."
Bi Inem mengangguk lalu pamit dengan unggah-ungguh khas orang Jawa.
Tinggallah aku sendiri di kamar ini. Bersama surat itu. Benda yang memuncakkan rinduku pada seorang Rahma. Bidadari yang tiba-tiba menghilang dari muka bumi.
Perlahan kuraih amplop itu, kubuka, dan kutarik isinya.
---
Rimie Ramadan
NB: sebetulnya ini posting udah dari bulan Juni tapi emang terbengkalai.
hari ini baru coba mencari sambungan ide dan kira2 rampung sekitar 1-2 chapter lagi.
jadi, aku gak pasang tanggal ah, malu. hehee.
4 Agu 2011
Hikari no Dojou (1)
Prolog
Terjadi pencurian di sebuah bank dan toko perhiasan di daerah Kyoto yang terjadi pada satu malam. Tindak pencurian ini sungguh meresahkan warga masyarakat hingga mereka berbondong-bondong mendatangi kantor polisi di komplek tersebut untuk mengajukan komplain. Mereka mengenali ciri-ciri pencuri itu sebagai pemuda kurus dengan mata yang tajam.
“Hikari-san, kau tangani kasus ini, oke? Aku tak mau lagi mendapat laporan dari masyarakat saat aku menghadiri pesta ulangtahun presiden besok.” Kata Inspektur Kepala.
“Siap, komandan!” jawab polisi tersebut seraya menghormat.
1
Bruk.
Tap tap tap.
“Onee-chan!” Seorang gadis berwajah imut memanggilnya.
“Ssht!! Pelankan suaramu, Aya-chan!!”pencuri bernama Hikari menjulurkan telunjuknya mengunci mulut sang adik. Gadis itu mengangguk lalu membantu membawakan barang-barang hasil curiannya. Hikari pergi ke kamarnya. Aya mengikuti kakaknya.
“Kak, kamu tidak apa-apa?” Dia bicara selirih mungkin agar tak ada yang mendengar. Tangan kanannya mengusap pelan wajah kakaknya yang telah bebas dari topeng ninja. Aya mendesah, “Kukira kau sudah tahu baik aku mencemaskanmu. Yah, tapi.. apa boleh buat. Gomen ne,” Aya membungkuk. Air matanya mulai jatuh ke lantai kayu.
Hikari memandanginya untuk sesaat sebelum mengelus rambut saudara semata wayangnya. Perlahan dia mendekati Aya dan memeluknya. Menukar perih dan kekuatan satu sama lain. “Jangan cemas, Aku akan selalu melindungimu. Aku janji.”
2
Kimizuki Hikari berjalan-jalan santai hingga sampai di sebuah taman kota. Tangannya menggapai sebuah bangku. Lantas ia duduk di sana. Cukup lama ia melamun, hingga tak menyadari seorang gadis duduk di sebelahnya. Gadis itu menepuk bahunya. “Mau minum?”
Lamunan Hikari buyar serta merta menengok ke sumber suara. Ia melihat tangan berkulit kuning langsat menyodorkan minuman kaleng yang sudah dibuka. Ia kemudian menatap sang empunya dan menggeleng, “Tidak. Terimakasih.”
“Cih. Kau ini, baiklah kalau kau takut kuracuni,” tangan gadis itu kembali masuk ke plastik yang dibawanya, “nih. Masih utuh, belum dibuka.” Sodornya lagi.
“Haah. Baiklah. Jangan menyesal ya.” Hikari menyambar sekaleng minuman lainnya dari tangan gadis itu. Ia mendengar gadis itu terkikik. Ia pun ikut tertawa.
“Hei, siapa namamu Tukang Paksa?” tanya Kimizuki Hikari selesai mereka tertawa.
“Jangan panggil aku seenaknya, ya! Namaku bagus. Hikari. Shouto Hikari.” Jawab gadis itu mantap.
Tapi pemuda di depannya malah tersentak hingga nyaris tersedak. “Uhuk. Kok.. sama? Namaku juga Hikari. Tepatnya Kimizuki Hikari. Salam kenal.” Ia menjulurkan tangan dan segera dijabat oleh Hikari.
3
Malam itu Hikari tidak melakukan aksinya. Ia terdiam di kamarnya. Badannya cukup lelah setelah membersihkan seluruh dojo sore tadi. Aya masuk ke kamarnya setelah mengetuk pintu. “Kak, makan.”
Hikari bangun dari tempat tidurnya. Lalu mengikuti adiknya ke ruang makan. “Masak apa kau malam ini?”
“Yakiniku ditambah Sup miso. Oya, aku juga membeli buah peach di pasar tadi.” Jawab adiknya.
Selera makannya terbit mendengar makanan kesukaannya itu disebut. “Sepertinya lezat nih.” Ia duduk di salah satu sisi dan mengambil mangkuk Sup miso. “Tapi ingat, kau jangan berfoya-foya lho.” Nasehatnya sebelum menyeruput kuah miso kesukaannya.
Aya tersenyum. Bersiap mengambil mangkuk nasi. Dengan sumpitnya ia mengambil potongan-potongan daging yakiniku ke atas nasinya. “Malam ini kau pergi?”
“Tidak.” Hikari mengikuti adiknya, menyuap sekali sambil melanjutkan. “Aku lelah habis membersihkan dojo. Lagipula tangkapan kemarin cukup banyak bukan? Bisa untuk sebulan lah kira-kira.”
“Syukurlah. Aku akan tenang kalau begitu.”
4
Shouto Hikari kembali menjalankan aksinya. Ia bersembunyi di antara dahan-dahan pohon. Mengamati situasi target tangkapannya kali ini. Setelah dirasa cukup aman, ia mulai menuju ke atap. Target kali ini adalah rumah seorang pejabat yang dikenal sombong dan pelit. ‘Sedikit memberi pelajaran. Anggap saja balas dendam dari rakyatmu.’
Ia merangkak menuju sebuah jendela, menurut pengintaiannya jendela itu telah lepas engselnya. Dengan mudah ia masuk ke dalam. Ia memastikan tak ada yang menyadari keberadaannya. Lalu secepat kilat ia menyikat barang-barang mewah di rumah tersebut. Sejumlah perhiasan, uang dan beberapa koleksi benda antik yang pasti mahal itu ia bungkus rapi.
Tapi ketika ia hendak keluar dari jendela yang sama, ia menemukan seorang polisi sedang berpatroli di bawah sana. Dan sepertinya ia pernah tahu wajah orang ini. Segera setelah jaraknya cukup jauh, dengan lihai Hikari keluar dan melompat melalui atap-atap rumah hingga kembali ke dojonya.
5
“Onee-chan.” Aya memanggil namanya saat Hikari sedang melatih murid kelas khususnya.
“Ada apa, Aya-chan?” tanyanya lembut kepada adik satu-satunya itu.
Muka Aya sedikit bersemu merah. Pandangannya juga tidak fokus, terbagi antara memandang kakaknya dan sekumpulan murid di hadapannya. “Ano.. persediaan ocha kita habis. Bisakah kau membelikannya di warung ujung jalan?”
Hikari tersenyum simpul. “Aah. Boleh saja. Tapi..” Hikari menolehkan kepalanya ke murid-muridnya sebentar kemudian memandang Aya lagi. “Kau janji menceritakannya nanti malam. Oke?” suara Hikari membisik.
“Onee-chan!!” Pipi Shouto Aya semakin memerah digoda kakaknya. “Baiklah. aku janji. Oya, bisakah kau juga membeli kue kering? Untuk camilan.”
“Baiklah gadis keciil!!” Hikari mengelus dagu Aya. Membuat Aya semakin ngambek dan meledaklah tawa Hikari.
6
Hikari baru saja menyelesaikan permintaan Aya. Ia pun hendak kembali ke rumah mereka yang berfungsi sebagai dojo. Namun sebuah papan informasi menyeret matanya. Sebuah poster ukuran A3 memasang wajah seseorang yang berbalut seragam ninja. Di bawahnya tertulis “Pencuri Kelas Kakap. Bagi yang menemukannya segera lapor ke pos polisi terdekat. Akan diberikan hadiah sebesar 10.000.000 yen.”
Hikari tersenyum. ‘Jumlah kecil. Tak seberapa dengan hasil tangkapanku. Cih. Dasar pemerintah.’ Ia masih memandangi gambar itu cukup lama.
“Hei sedang apa kau, Shouto-san?”
Sebuah panggilan mengagetkannya. Ia menoleh, dan terpampang sebuah wajah yang ia kenal seminggu lalu. “Ah, tidak. Aku hanya terpesona dengan hadiah sayembara ini. Besar sekali.” Katanya mengelak.
Polisi bernama sama dengannya itu mendekati dan sama-sama melihat poster yang ia buat. “Hm. Setimpal kok dengan buronannya.” Kimizuki Hikari menoleh ke gadis di sampingnya. “Kau tahu, dia pernah mencuri di bank dan toko perhiasan sekaligus, dan keduanya dilakukan pada malam yang sama!!” cerita Hikari menggebu.
‘Tentu saja aku tahu. Bodoh.’ “Ah, benarkah? Itu benar-benar gila!” katanya bohong.
“Oh, ya. Ngomong-ngomong dari mana kau? Mengapa berpakaian seperti itu?” tanya polisi muda itu, seakan menginterogasi. Hikari menatap gadis di depannya dengan raut bingung.
“Ini. Aku baru saja membeli ocha dan beberapa kue kering pesanan adikku. Dan akan kembali ke dojo.” Hikari menunjukkan bungkusan coklat yang ia bawa. “Oh, aku belum memberitahumu ya. Kimizuki-san, aku ini pelatih karate.”
7
“Kimizuki-san, aku ini pelatih karate.” Kalimat itu terus bergema di telinga Kimizuki Hikari. Ia membayangkan wajah gadis bernama sama itu, tak habis pikir. ‘Wajahnya imut. Badannya yah, cukup tinggi sih. Aku tak menyangka dia sudah jadi pelatih.’
“Hei. Kenapa kau melamun, Hikari-san?” tegur seorang polisi wanita berpangkat jendral. Dia Fujiwara Ito, Wakil Kepala Inspektur di perfektur ini.
Hikari-san hampir saja terjatuh dari “kursi goyangnya”. Seketika ia menggeleng, “Ah, tidak. Saya hanya memikirkan taktik untuk menangkap pencuri itu. Bukankah itu sudah menjadi tugas saya?” jawabnya bohong.
“Oh. Baguslah kalau begitu. Tapi kuharap kau segera menyusun strategimu itu. Jangan Cuma dipikirkan. Mengerti?”
“Siap, komandan!” Ia menghormat sambil menegakkan kembali duduknya.
8
Makan malam Hikari dan Aya berlangsung sepi. Aya yang biasanya membuka percakapan, kini bungkam. Akhirnya selesai makan, saat mereka menikmati ocha yang baru dibeli sore tadi, Hikari membuka percakapan.
“Aya-chan. Seleramu bagus juga rupanya.”
Glek! Hampir saja Aya menyemburkan sisa dalam mulutnya. “Onee-chan!” dilihatnya Hikari tertawa puas.
“Haha. Maaf dik. Tak kukira kau sekaget itu. Kau benar-benar menyukainya ya?” selidik Hikari.
Muka Aya memerah lagi. Kali ini persis seperti kepiting rebus.
“Setahuku, dia itu belum lama tinggal di sini. Baru dua tahun sepertinya.” Tutur Hikari. “Orangtuanya bercerai. Ia dan ayahnya pindah kemari lalu ayahnya menikah dengan orang sini.”
“Ya. Beliau aslinya dari Korea, tapi cukup fasih bahasa Jepang. Ayahnya seorang penjaga barang yang transit di pelabuhan. Makanya bisa bermacam bahasa. Terutama Jepang.”
“Ahahaa.. sepertinya kau benar-benar sudah dekat dengan Park Seungji!! Ahahahaahaa..” tawa Hikari sungguh lepas malam itu. Membuat muka Aya semakin matang.
“Hikari onee-chan!! Dia kan cukup terkenal diantara para murid. Aku hanya sering mendengar obrolan mereka saja! Lagian dia lebih sering memujimu daripada aku. Dia sangat mengagumi dirimu Onee.” teriaknya malu.
“Hahahaa. Terserahlah Aya-chan. Tapi, kuberitahu sesuatu. Jangan cemburu padaku. Karena aku tak suka padanya. Lagipula menurutku, itu hanya alasan untuk mendekatimu. Hyahahahaa..”
Bibir Aya melengkung ke atas. Tapi tak dipungkiri, pipi dan hatinya makin bersemu.
NYAMBUNG
Terjadi pencurian di sebuah bank dan toko perhiasan di daerah Kyoto yang terjadi pada satu malam. Tindak pencurian ini sungguh meresahkan warga masyarakat hingga mereka berbondong-bondong mendatangi kantor polisi di komplek tersebut untuk mengajukan komplain. Mereka mengenali ciri-ciri pencuri itu sebagai pemuda kurus dengan mata yang tajam.
“Hikari-san, kau tangani kasus ini, oke? Aku tak mau lagi mendapat laporan dari masyarakat saat aku menghadiri pesta ulangtahun presiden besok.” Kata Inspektur Kepala.
“Siap, komandan!” jawab polisi tersebut seraya menghormat.
1
Bruk.
Tap tap tap.
“Onee-chan!” Seorang gadis berwajah imut memanggilnya.
“Ssht!! Pelankan suaramu, Aya-chan!!”pencuri bernama Hikari menjulurkan telunjuknya mengunci mulut sang adik. Gadis itu mengangguk lalu membantu membawakan barang-barang hasil curiannya. Hikari pergi ke kamarnya. Aya mengikuti kakaknya.
“Kak, kamu tidak apa-apa?” Dia bicara selirih mungkin agar tak ada yang mendengar. Tangan kanannya mengusap pelan wajah kakaknya yang telah bebas dari topeng ninja. Aya mendesah, “Kukira kau sudah tahu baik aku mencemaskanmu. Yah, tapi.. apa boleh buat. Gomen ne,” Aya membungkuk. Air matanya mulai jatuh ke lantai kayu.
Hikari memandanginya untuk sesaat sebelum mengelus rambut saudara semata wayangnya. Perlahan dia mendekati Aya dan memeluknya. Menukar perih dan kekuatan satu sama lain. “Jangan cemas, Aku akan selalu melindungimu. Aku janji.”
2
Kimizuki Hikari berjalan-jalan santai hingga sampai di sebuah taman kota. Tangannya menggapai sebuah bangku. Lantas ia duduk di sana. Cukup lama ia melamun, hingga tak menyadari seorang gadis duduk di sebelahnya. Gadis itu menepuk bahunya. “Mau minum?”
Lamunan Hikari buyar serta merta menengok ke sumber suara. Ia melihat tangan berkulit kuning langsat menyodorkan minuman kaleng yang sudah dibuka. Ia kemudian menatap sang empunya dan menggeleng, “Tidak. Terimakasih.”
“Cih. Kau ini, baiklah kalau kau takut kuracuni,” tangan gadis itu kembali masuk ke plastik yang dibawanya, “nih. Masih utuh, belum dibuka.” Sodornya lagi.
“Haah. Baiklah. Jangan menyesal ya.” Hikari menyambar sekaleng minuman lainnya dari tangan gadis itu. Ia mendengar gadis itu terkikik. Ia pun ikut tertawa.
“Hei, siapa namamu Tukang Paksa?” tanya Kimizuki Hikari selesai mereka tertawa.
“Jangan panggil aku seenaknya, ya! Namaku bagus. Hikari. Shouto Hikari.” Jawab gadis itu mantap.
Tapi pemuda di depannya malah tersentak hingga nyaris tersedak. “Uhuk. Kok.. sama? Namaku juga Hikari. Tepatnya Kimizuki Hikari. Salam kenal.” Ia menjulurkan tangan dan segera dijabat oleh Hikari.
3
Malam itu Hikari tidak melakukan aksinya. Ia terdiam di kamarnya. Badannya cukup lelah setelah membersihkan seluruh dojo sore tadi. Aya masuk ke kamarnya setelah mengetuk pintu. “Kak, makan.”
Hikari bangun dari tempat tidurnya. Lalu mengikuti adiknya ke ruang makan. “Masak apa kau malam ini?”
“Yakiniku ditambah Sup miso. Oya, aku juga membeli buah peach di pasar tadi.” Jawab adiknya.
Selera makannya terbit mendengar makanan kesukaannya itu disebut. “Sepertinya lezat nih.” Ia duduk di salah satu sisi dan mengambil mangkuk Sup miso. “Tapi ingat, kau jangan berfoya-foya lho.” Nasehatnya sebelum menyeruput kuah miso kesukaannya.
Aya tersenyum. Bersiap mengambil mangkuk nasi. Dengan sumpitnya ia mengambil potongan-potongan daging yakiniku ke atas nasinya. “Malam ini kau pergi?”
“Tidak.” Hikari mengikuti adiknya, menyuap sekali sambil melanjutkan. “Aku lelah habis membersihkan dojo. Lagipula tangkapan kemarin cukup banyak bukan? Bisa untuk sebulan lah kira-kira.”
“Syukurlah. Aku akan tenang kalau begitu.”
4
Shouto Hikari kembali menjalankan aksinya. Ia bersembunyi di antara dahan-dahan pohon. Mengamati situasi target tangkapannya kali ini. Setelah dirasa cukup aman, ia mulai menuju ke atap. Target kali ini adalah rumah seorang pejabat yang dikenal sombong dan pelit. ‘Sedikit memberi pelajaran. Anggap saja balas dendam dari rakyatmu.’
Ia merangkak menuju sebuah jendela, menurut pengintaiannya jendela itu telah lepas engselnya. Dengan mudah ia masuk ke dalam. Ia memastikan tak ada yang menyadari keberadaannya. Lalu secepat kilat ia menyikat barang-barang mewah di rumah tersebut. Sejumlah perhiasan, uang dan beberapa koleksi benda antik yang pasti mahal itu ia bungkus rapi.
Tapi ketika ia hendak keluar dari jendela yang sama, ia menemukan seorang polisi sedang berpatroli di bawah sana. Dan sepertinya ia pernah tahu wajah orang ini. Segera setelah jaraknya cukup jauh, dengan lihai Hikari keluar dan melompat melalui atap-atap rumah hingga kembali ke dojonya.
5
“Onee-chan.” Aya memanggil namanya saat Hikari sedang melatih murid kelas khususnya.
“Ada apa, Aya-chan?” tanyanya lembut kepada adik satu-satunya itu.
Muka Aya sedikit bersemu merah. Pandangannya juga tidak fokus, terbagi antara memandang kakaknya dan sekumpulan murid di hadapannya. “Ano.. persediaan ocha kita habis. Bisakah kau membelikannya di warung ujung jalan?”
Hikari tersenyum simpul. “Aah. Boleh saja. Tapi..” Hikari menolehkan kepalanya ke murid-muridnya sebentar kemudian memandang Aya lagi. “Kau janji menceritakannya nanti malam. Oke?” suara Hikari membisik.
“Onee-chan!!” Pipi Shouto Aya semakin memerah digoda kakaknya. “Baiklah. aku janji. Oya, bisakah kau juga membeli kue kering? Untuk camilan.”
“Baiklah gadis keciil!!” Hikari mengelus dagu Aya. Membuat Aya semakin ngambek dan meledaklah tawa Hikari.
6
Hikari baru saja menyelesaikan permintaan Aya. Ia pun hendak kembali ke rumah mereka yang berfungsi sebagai dojo. Namun sebuah papan informasi menyeret matanya. Sebuah poster ukuran A3 memasang wajah seseorang yang berbalut seragam ninja. Di bawahnya tertulis “Pencuri Kelas Kakap. Bagi yang menemukannya segera lapor ke pos polisi terdekat. Akan diberikan hadiah sebesar 10.000.000 yen.”
Hikari tersenyum. ‘Jumlah kecil. Tak seberapa dengan hasil tangkapanku. Cih. Dasar pemerintah.’ Ia masih memandangi gambar itu cukup lama.
“Hei sedang apa kau, Shouto-san?”
Sebuah panggilan mengagetkannya. Ia menoleh, dan terpampang sebuah wajah yang ia kenal seminggu lalu. “Ah, tidak. Aku hanya terpesona dengan hadiah sayembara ini. Besar sekali.” Katanya mengelak.
Polisi bernama sama dengannya itu mendekati dan sama-sama melihat poster yang ia buat. “Hm. Setimpal kok dengan buronannya.” Kimizuki Hikari menoleh ke gadis di sampingnya. “Kau tahu, dia pernah mencuri di bank dan toko perhiasan sekaligus, dan keduanya dilakukan pada malam yang sama!!” cerita Hikari menggebu.
‘Tentu saja aku tahu. Bodoh.’ “Ah, benarkah? Itu benar-benar gila!” katanya bohong.
“Oh, ya. Ngomong-ngomong dari mana kau? Mengapa berpakaian seperti itu?” tanya polisi muda itu, seakan menginterogasi. Hikari menatap gadis di depannya dengan raut bingung.
“Ini. Aku baru saja membeli ocha dan beberapa kue kering pesanan adikku. Dan akan kembali ke dojo.” Hikari menunjukkan bungkusan coklat yang ia bawa. “Oh, aku belum memberitahumu ya. Kimizuki-san, aku ini pelatih karate.”
7
“Kimizuki-san, aku ini pelatih karate.” Kalimat itu terus bergema di telinga Kimizuki Hikari. Ia membayangkan wajah gadis bernama sama itu, tak habis pikir. ‘Wajahnya imut. Badannya yah, cukup tinggi sih. Aku tak menyangka dia sudah jadi pelatih.’
“Hei. Kenapa kau melamun, Hikari-san?” tegur seorang polisi wanita berpangkat jendral. Dia Fujiwara Ito, Wakil Kepala Inspektur di perfektur ini.
Hikari-san hampir saja terjatuh dari “kursi goyangnya”. Seketika ia menggeleng, “Ah, tidak. Saya hanya memikirkan taktik untuk menangkap pencuri itu. Bukankah itu sudah menjadi tugas saya?” jawabnya bohong.
“Oh. Baguslah kalau begitu. Tapi kuharap kau segera menyusun strategimu itu. Jangan Cuma dipikirkan. Mengerti?”
“Siap, komandan!” Ia menghormat sambil menegakkan kembali duduknya.
8
Makan malam Hikari dan Aya berlangsung sepi. Aya yang biasanya membuka percakapan, kini bungkam. Akhirnya selesai makan, saat mereka menikmati ocha yang baru dibeli sore tadi, Hikari membuka percakapan.
“Aya-chan. Seleramu bagus juga rupanya.”
Glek! Hampir saja Aya menyemburkan sisa dalam mulutnya. “Onee-chan!” dilihatnya Hikari tertawa puas.
“Haha. Maaf dik. Tak kukira kau sekaget itu. Kau benar-benar menyukainya ya?” selidik Hikari.
Muka Aya memerah lagi. Kali ini persis seperti kepiting rebus.
“Setahuku, dia itu belum lama tinggal di sini. Baru dua tahun sepertinya.” Tutur Hikari. “Orangtuanya bercerai. Ia dan ayahnya pindah kemari lalu ayahnya menikah dengan orang sini.”
“Ya. Beliau aslinya dari Korea, tapi cukup fasih bahasa Jepang. Ayahnya seorang penjaga barang yang transit di pelabuhan. Makanya bisa bermacam bahasa. Terutama Jepang.”
“Ahahaa.. sepertinya kau benar-benar sudah dekat dengan Park Seungji!! Ahahahaahaa..” tawa Hikari sungguh lepas malam itu. Membuat muka Aya semakin matang.
“Hikari onee-chan!! Dia kan cukup terkenal diantara para murid. Aku hanya sering mendengar obrolan mereka saja! Lagian dia lebih sering memujimu daripada aku. Dia sangat mengagumi dirimu Onee.” teriaknya malu.
“Hahahaa. Terserahlah Aya-chan. Tapi, kuberitahu sesuatu. Jangan cemburu padaku. Karena aku tak suka padanya. Lagipula menurutku, itu hanya alasan untuk mendekatimu. Hyahahahaa..”
Bibir Aya melengkung ke atas. Tapi tak dipungkiri, pipi dan hatinya makin bersemu.
NYAMBUNG
29 Jul 2011
White Rose : A Story of Kim Jinyeong and Kyoko Matsumoto
Episode 7-
“Jinja? The formal engagement day will be arranged sooner?” His parent just smile happily.
“Wah, sis-in-law really talented! I’m glad she can passed it, even when her look can be the model herself!” Jinsung get a pinch from his brother
Jinyeong looks at him devily. “Hey, brother. If you dare to like her, you know what will I do to you, right?”
“I-don’t-care!!” Jinsung laughs. “Argh!! It’s hurt Hyung!!” Jinyeong pinches him more.
***
Kyoko smiles so brightly this noon. She already stands since 15 minutes ago. She can’t wait more because they’ll have a costume fitting for the engagement day. But cluelessly Jinyeong didn’t come up yet. She sits, and stands, and walks around then sits again. Then she decides to stand again. Til the school’s getting almost no one.
All of a sudden, some beggars come up and try to flirt Kyoko. They’re surrounding Kyoko, one of them catch Kyoko’s bag. Kyoko seemed really frightened. She wished somebody come up and help her. But there seemed no one will.
Louis has just finish his last practicum in Science Club activity. He packs her backpack and get out from laboratory quickly. “It’s almost match time. Crap!!” He’s going to slap her head but seeing a student being bullied by beggars, he won’t. He keeps hiding for making strategy. He comes to the crowd and try to punch them one by one. One man which holds Kyoko tightly, being punch by him at the back. He fights them and take Kyoko’s bag with a great smile. But..
“BUGH.”
One of the beggars hit him from backside and made him fell down. The other two beggars kick him while the rest of them take their bikes. Louis get much hurts and bleeding. He’s trying to get up when the beggars come to their friends on bikes. Since he could stand weakly, a beggars bike hit them instead. He fell and rolling on the ground til his body faces the pedestrian. All the things getting dark around him and blackout.
***
“Craack!”
A doctor and some nurses come out from the surgery room. Kyoko and Jinyeong get up and asks the doctor quickly about Louis condition.
“Are you his family?” said the doctor. Both of them shake heads. “It’s better if his family here. Because he lost much blood. And usually family’s blood-related is easy to adapt with patient’s body. So when they will come?”
“Mm, He only has dad. And he’s working now. Usually he comes home about 9 pm. Isn’t it too long if we’re waiting? Can it be replace, doc?” Kyoko said carefully.
The doctor thinks a while said, “Ok. His blood type is AB+. Do you have one?”
Kyoko shakes her head again. But Jinyeong nods certainful. “I’m ready doc.”
***
“Jinja? The formal engagement day will be arranged sooner?” His parent just smile happily.
“Wah, sis-in-law really talented! I’m glad she can passed it, even when her look can be the model herself!” Jinsung get a pinch from his brother
Jinyeong looks at him devily. “Hey, brother. If you dare to like her, you know what will I do to you, right?”
“I-don’t-care!!” Jinsung laughs. “Argh!! It’s hurt Hyung!!” Jinyeong pinches him more.
***
Kyoko smiles so brightly this noon. She already stands since 15 minutes ago. She can’t wait more because they’ll have a costume fitting for the engagement day. But cluelessly Jinyeong didn’t come up yet. She sits, and stands, and walks around then sits again. Then she decides to stand again. Til the school’s getting almost no one.
All of a sudden, some beggars come up and try to flirt Kyoko. They’re surrounding Kyoko, one of them catch Kyoko’s bag. Kyoko seemed really frightened. She wished somebody come up and help her. But there seemed no one will.
Louis has just finish his last practicum in Science Club activity. He packs her backpack and get out from laboratory quickly. “It’s almost match time. Crap!!” He’s going to slap her head but seeing a student being bullied by beggars, he won’t. He keeps hiding for making strategy. He comes to the crowd and try to punch them one by one. One man which holds Kyoko tightly, being punch by him at the back. He fights them and take Kyoko’s bag with a great smile. But..
“BUGH.”
One of the beggars hit him from backside and made him fell down. The other two beggars kick him while the rest of them take their bikes. Louis get much hurts and bleeding. He’s trying to get up when the beggars come to their friends on bikes. Since he could stand weakly, a beggars bike hit them instead. He fell and rolling on the ground til his body faces the pedestrian. All the things getting dark around him and blackout.
***
“Craack!”
A doctor and some nurses come out from the surgery room. Kyoko and Jinyeong get up and asks the doctor quickly about Louis condition.
“Are you his family?” said the doctor. Both of them shake heads. “It’s better if his family here. Because he lost much blood. And usually family’s blood-related is easy to adapt with patient’s body. So when they will come?”
“Mm, He only has dad. And he’s working now. Usually he comes home about 9 pm. Isn’t it too long if we’re waiting? Can it be replace, doc?” Kyoko said carefully.
The doctor thinks a while said, “Ok. His blood type is AB+. Do you have one?”
Kyoko shakes her head again. But Jinyeong nods certainful. “I’m ready doc.”
***
5 Jun 2011
White Rose : A Story of Kim Jinyeong and Kyoko Matsumoto
Episode 6-
“Kyoko-chan!” somebody called her. “Mr. Arata.. Mr. Arata!” That girl with curly hair is running towards them.
“Calm down, Dinda-chan. Here, take a seat please!” Louis points a chair beside him. That girl from Indonesia sit beside him. She counts her breath first, but Louis directly asks, “What happen with our Kyoko and Mr. Arata?”
Dinda smiles, showing her bakpao cheeks. “Guess what? Mr.Arata says that you passed into big 50 competitors of Summer Fashion Design Competition, congratulation!!!” Then she hugs Kyoko. The jealousy of th boys getting bigger but they also smiles proudly.
Kyoko seems frozen. Dinda release her up. “What happen with you, dear? Aren’t you happy?”
Come to awareness, she shakes her head, “What did you say? Me? Passed that big 50? Is it a dream?”
Immediately Louis and Dinda pinch her cheeks together. “Auh! You’re so mean!”
“Then you know it’s not a dream, is it Kyo? Congratulation.” Louis reach his palm out. And Kyoko catch it. Still with an unbelieving face.
“Ah. Kyoko-chan.” Called Dinda again. “Mr. Arata, called you to his office. He says that..”
But Kyoko has just running when Dinda doesn’t even finish her second sentence. Dinda, Louis, and all the remain students there just looking at her proudly.
***
Jinyeong have many questions in her head. Today his lecturer all was canceled because the lecturer are overseas and his classmates are getting so many invitation and ask him to go. But the biggest question today is how cheerful a girl beside him is. Is it because of yesterday’s picnic? Ah, you’re so big-headed Jinyeong-a!!
“Hey, Jinyeong-a!!” some voices make him come to nerves. “We come too far. My house is skipped!”
“Ah, yes. I’m sorry.”
They already arrived. Kyoko reach her bag out from back seat. Jinyeong’s eyes keep looking, when suddenly her face come closer and kiss him on cheek. Jinyeong frozen still. Kyoko says goodbye and open the door.
“Kyoko wait!!” That boy shouts her. “Did something happen? You act so weird today!” Kyoko keeps her smile, and now seems more mysteriously.
“I’m passed!” He get more confused til she says, “I want to tell my parents first, then I’ll tell you. Ok?”
***
“Kyoko-chan!” somebody called her. “Mr. Arata.. Mr. Arata!” That girl with curly hair is running towards them.
“Calm down, Dinda-chan. Here, take a seat please!” Louis points a chair beside him. That girl from Indonesia sit beside him. She counts her breath first, but Louis directly asks, “What happen with our Kyoko and Mr. Arata?”
Dinda smiles, showing her bakpao cheeks. “Guess what? Mr.Arata says that you passed into big 50 competitors of Summer Fashion Design Competition, congratulation!!!” Then she hugs Kyoko. The jealousy of th boys getting bigger but they also smiles proudly.
Kyoko seems frozen. Dinda release her up. “What happen with you, dear? Aren’t you happy?”
Come to awareness, she shakes her head, “What did you say? Me? Passed that big 50? Is it a dream?”
Immediately Louis and Dinda pinch her cheeks together. “Auh! You’re so mean!”
“Then you know it’s not a dream, is it Kyo? Congratulation.” Louis reach his palm out. And Kyoko catch it. Still with an unbelieving face.
“Ah. Kyoko-chan.” Called Dinda again. “Mr. Arata, called you to his office. He says that..”
But Kyoko has just running when Dinda doesn’t even finish her second sentence. Dinda, Louis, and all the remain students there just looking at her proudly.
***
Jinyeong have many questions in her head. Today his lecturer all was canceled because the lecturer are overseas and his classmates are getting so many invitation and ask him to go. But the biggest question today is how cheerful a girl beside him is. Is it because of yesterday’s picnic? Ah, you’re so big-headed Jinyeong-a!!
“Hey, Jinyeong-a!!” some voices make him come to nerves. “We come too far. My house is skipped!”
“Ah, yes. I’m sorry.”
They already arrived. Kyoko reach her bag out from back seat. Jinyeong’s eyes keep looking, when suddenly her face come closer and kiss him on cheek. Jinyeong frozen still. Kyoko says goodbye and open the door.
“Kyoko wait!!” That boy shouts her. “Did something happen? You act so weird today!” Kyoko keeps her smile, and now seems more mysteriously.
“I’m passed!” He get more confused til she says, “I want to tell my parents first, then I’ll tell you. Ok?”
***
20 Apr 2011
White Rose : A Story of Kim Jinyeong and Kyoko Matsumoto
Episode 5-
They come with two cars. Jinyeong as the driver in his parent’s car, with his little brother as co-pilot and his parent sit on the back. Behind them, Kyoko’s family car with her parent sit on the front. Today has a bright sun and good air flow. A beautiful morning to go.
They arrive at the botanical garden about 9 am. Kyoko gets off from the car and stands amazedly. Jinyeong who is helping his mom, watch her smoothly.
“Hyung!” called his brother. He faced surprised. “If you’re always looking at her, I can’t take the things inside!”
Jinyeong moves his body. “Sorry bro.”
“Okay, everyone. We’re ready to in!” Mr. Kim leads the group. He walks in front of all. Then he chooses the place under the trees near the lake. It’s a good place, you can see the birds on their nest in front. And in the right side is a path walk leading to other attractions. Then left side, you can see fishes in the lake and feed them.
Kyoko stands up when finished helping set the place. She asks Jinyeong to go with her, to show him something. Her dad feel worries, but his wife calm him and made them promised to back before lunch. And Jinyeong accept it.
Along the path, Kyoko talks about how the botanical garden was at past, It seems not really changed. She talks how her friends almost fall to the lake when they play jokes. And she talks about how amazed she was when first time seeing the tropical flowers bloom.
“And the most amazed me is the Maze Garden.” She said.
Jinyeong watch her seriously.
“When I looked at the location map, I really want to go there. So I took my friends with me. But after we arrived, my friends were doubt about how screamy and high it is. They were scared being lost. So then they took us somewhere else.” She sighs.
Jinyeong grab her hand. “With me, you will never lost. Wanna try?”
Kyoko smiles happy, “Yes!”
They are in the Maze Garden attraction now. The guide is telling them which way to enter and out. “We have an offered here too. It’s for a couple like you. If you enter in separate ways, then you can meet inside and come out together, we’ll give you present.”
“Wanna try this?” Jinyeong asks.
“Yes.”
Then they become separated by the guides. They begin enter the maze. Turns where their heart leads. Again and again, they meet a fork ways, and just listen to their heart. Wherever they walk, It’s just grass all they see.
It’s become dizzies.
Kyoko’s leg suddenly fatigue.
But it’s not far from the center of the maze, where you can sit in the fountain wall. So she afford it. Just to reach the fountain.
She hears Jinyeong shouted her name and tell her he has reached the center. “I’m a bit more!” she shouts back.
As she reaches the fountain, she receives a relieve and happy smile from Jinyeong. “You’re here.”
“Ah!” she grabs her legs. “It hurts.”
Jinyeong comes to her.
The guides who are waiting outside and the people who are waiting for turns feel a bit worry. Because they take a bit long. But it’s come to relief for them. Because in couple seconds, they feel impressed. Because the two of them comes out with Kyoko on his back! And they got applause from audience. The guides give them present, too. As they promised. A couple T-shirt and take a shot together.
They come with two cars. Jinyeong as the driver in his parent’s car, with his little brother as co-pilot and his parent sit on the back. Behind them, Kyoko’s family car with her parent sit on the front. Today has a bright sun and good air flow. A beautiful morning to go.
They arrive at the botanical garden about 9 am. Kyoko gets off from the car and stands amazedly. Jinyeong who is helping his mom, watch her smoothly.
“Hyung!” called his brother. He faced surprised. “If you’re always looking at her, I can’t take the things inside!”
Jinyeong moves his body. “Sorry bro.”
“Okay, everyone. We’re ready to in!” Mr. Kim leads the group. He walks in front of all. Then he chooses the place under the trees near the lake. It’s a good place, you can see the birds on their nest in front. And in the right side is a path walk leading to other attractions. Then left side, you can see fishes in the lake and feed them.
Kyoko stands up when finished helping set the place. She asks Jinyeong to go with her, to show him something. Her dad feel worries, but his wife calm him and made them promised to back before lunch. And Jinyeong accept it.
Along the path, Kyoko talks about how the botanical garden was at past, It seems not really changed. She talks how her friends almost fall to the lake when they play jokes. And she talks about how amazed she was when first time seeing the tropical flowers bloom.
“And the most amazed me is the Maze Garden.” She said.
Jinyeong watch her seriously.
“When I looked at the location map, I really want to go there. So I took my friends with me. But after we arrived, my friends were doubt about how screamy and high it is. They were scared being lost. So then they took us somewhere else.” She sighs.
Jinyeong grab her hand. “With me, you will never lost. Wanna try?”
Kyoko smiles happy, “Yes!”
They are in the Maze Garden attraction now. The guide is telling them which way to enter and out. “We have an offered here too. It’s for a couple like you. If you enter in separate ways, then you can meet inside and come out together, we’ll give you present.”
“Wanna try this?” Jinyeong asks.
“Yes.”
Then they become separated by the guides. They begin enter the maze. Turns where their heart leads. Again and again, they meet a fork ways, and just listen to their heart. Wherever they walk, It’s just grass all they see.
It’s become dizzies.
Kyoko’s leg suddenly fatigue.
But it’s not far from the center of the maze, where you can sit in the fountain wall. So she afford it. Just to reach the fountain.
She hears Jinyeong shouted her name and tell her he has reached the center. “I’m a bit more!” she shouts back.
As she reaches the fountain, she receives a relieve and happy smile from Jinyeong. “You’re here.”
“Ah!” she grabs her legs. “It hurts.”
Jinyeong comes to her.
The guides who are waiting outside and the people who are waiting for turns feel a bit worry. Because they take a bit long. But it’s come to relief for them. Because in couple seconds, they feel impressed. Because the two of them comes out with Kyoko on his back! And they got applause from audience. The guides give them present, too. As they promised. A couple T-shirt and take a shot together.
13 Mar 2011
White Rose : A Story of Kim Jinyeong and Kyoko Matsumoto
-Episode 4
Day by day goes by and Jinyeong always drive Kyoko school and home and wherever she needs to go. As the time goes by, their relationship is getting closer. A chit chat from being friends isn’t strange anymore. But sometimes, her cheeks still burst when receive compliments from him.
And It’s been Friday in the 2nd week. Jinyeong asks Kyoko for a ‘Family Day Out’ for tomorrow. “It’s an order from my dad, actually.” He’s being honest.
“No problem, whether it’s your family or yourself who asks, I’d like to join. I love recreation. Where will we go?”
“Any idea?”
She quickly smiles and answers, “How about the botanical garden?”
“Hum, I think it’s good. We can breathe much fresh air there.”
“It’s not just trees, you know? It has a maze garden too. And it’s tall enough. About 1.75 meters height.” She looks very excited.
“Ok, I’ll tell my parents. O yeah. Please confirm your family too, okay?”
“Sure! I’ll be glad if we’re going there!” She opens the door as the car stopped. “See you!”
She’s walking to the classroom. And she greets everyone she knows and smile to them. Right before she enters the classroom, she looks her best friend, Louis, stands outside class. His face looked pale.
“Hey you! Your asthma gonna make you die, huh?” she laughs and he laughs back. Consider other people in his square. “What are you thinking about? Are you sick?” She puts her hand on Louis forehead.
Louis takes it off. “No. Don’t. Please don’t do this.” He smiles, “I’m fine. Ah, by the way…”
Rrrrrriiiiiiing….!!!
“Ah, it’s ringing. Let’s enter the class.” Said Louis then he stands up.
“But what is it you’re just talking?”
“I told you later, in the break-time.”
But a voice, which come right before the break, ordered him to go to Student Council room. Then, Louis texts Kyoko to apologize.
“No regrets. It’s your responsibility though, as a leader. ”
“Kyoko,” said Jinyeong when he takes her home. And she just turn her head, “They agree to go to the botanical garden. So, be ready at 7 o’clock. My family will come to your house. Eh..” he feels something touches his hand, it’s Kyoko’s hand. And she looks at him passionately.
“Really? I’m going there again? Ayy, thank you so much Jinyeong..!”
Day by day goes by and Jinyeong always drive Kyoko school and home and wherever she needs to go. As the time goes by, their relationship is getting closer. A chit chat from being friends isn’t strange anymore. But sometimes, her cheeks still burst when receive compliments from him.
And It’s been Friday in the 2nd week. Jinyeong asks Kyoko for a ‘Family Day Out’ for tomorrow. “It’s an order from my dad, actually.” He’s being honest.
“No problem, whether it’s your family or yourself who asks, I’d like to join. I love recreation. Where will we go?”
“Any idea?”
She quickly smiles and answers, “How about the botanical garden?”
“Hum, I think it’s good. We can breathe much fresh air there.”
“It’s not just trees, you know? It has a maze garden too. And it’s tall enough. About 1.75 meters height.” She looks very excited.
“Ok, I’ll tell my parents. O yeah. Please confirm your family too, okay?”
“Sure! I’ll be glad if we’re going there!” She opens the door as the car stopped. “See you!”
She’s walking to the classroom. And she greets everyone she knows and smile to them. Right before she enters the classroom, she looks her best friend, Louis, stands outside class. His face looked pale.
“Hey you! Your asthma gonna make you die, huh?” she laughs and he laughs back. Consider other people in his square. “What are you thinking about? Are you sick?” She puts her hand on Louis forehead.
Louis takes it off. “No. Don’t. Please don’t do this.” He smiles, “I’m fine. Ah, by the way…”
Rrrrrriiiiiiing….!!!
“Ah, it’s ringing. Let’s enter the class.” Said Louis then he stands up.
“But what is it you’re just talking?”
“I told you later, in the break-time.”
But a voice, which come right before the break, ordered him to go to Student Council room. Then, Louis texts Kyoko to apologize.
“No regrets. It’s your responsibility though, as a leader. ”
“Kyoko,” said Jinyeong when he takes her home. And she just turn her head, “They agree to go to the botanical garden. So, be ready at 7 o’clock. My family will come to your house. Eh..” he feels something touches his hand, it’s Kyoko’s hand. And she looks at him passionately.
“Really? I’m going there again? Ayy, thank you so much Jinyeong..!”
4 Mar 2011
White Rose : A Story of Kim Jinyeong and Kyoko Matsumoto
Episode 3-
Today, the sky is really clear. The wind blow up slowly. It brings smile to all people. The smile of happiness. Because morning is the beginning of all prays and hopes. And so for a Harvard University student named Jinyeong.
Now, he is on the way to Kyoko’s home. But other than watching the road, he look at the informer all the time. Ensure himself that his appearance is handsome enough. Then, he arrives at Kyoko’ house.
It’s a simple classic house. The colour is white and surrounded by green grass. A willow tree with little pond stands at the left side. All the windows are opened to get fresh air inside. “Hm, cute!”
“Hey!” a voice calling. “Are you gonna stand there a whole day?” Kyoko smiles.
Ah, she’s Kyoko. She looks different in uniform. “Ah, good morning Kyoko! I’m sorry. Have you waited so long?”
“Just a couple minutes. Okay then, let’s go!”
The school takes around 20 minutes from her house. So they do a lite chat to kill the time.
“By the way, I don’t see your parents at your home. Are they working together?” Jinyeong asks.
“No. Dad is working and he always go early. But my mom isn’t working. She’s just have something with bank this morning.” She looks at him. “How about you? Is your mom working, or a housewife as my mother?”
“My mom is a housewife like yours, but she does a small business. She makes some cookies and sells it in someone’s shop. Do you know korean traditional rice cakes?”
Shaking her head, she says, “What’s that?”
“It’s made of rice flour. It has various shapes. Someday I will ask mom to make it for you.”
Her eyes sparkling suddenly. “Really? It would be great! Arigatou gozaimasu!”
Jinyeong smiles, “Domu ipputa.”
“Ah, here we are. You can drop me at the corner.” Said Kyoko.
“Understood, your highness!” Jinyeong stops the car. “What time will you finish? So I can pick you up.”
Shaking her head, smiling and she’s saying, “No need. Think I will come home late, I’m going to study at my friend’s apartment.”
“Okay, then give me your cell phone. I’ll put my number in. So you can text me if you need something.” He enters his number and add it to her phonebook. “Here. Alright then, I’ll be going! Bye!”
She waves her hand as replies. Then she turns around and walks to class. But she doesn’t know, one of her friend is looking at her strangely.
Today, the sky is really clear. The wind blow up slowly. It brings smile to all people. The smile of happiness. Because morning is the beginning of all prays and hopes. And so for a Harvard University student named Jinyeong.
Now, he is on the way to Kyoko’s home. But other than watching the road, he look at the informer all the time. Ensure himself that his appearance is handsome enough. Then, he arrives at Kyoko’ house.
It’s a simple classic house. The colour is white and surrounded by green grass. A willow tree with little pond stands at the left side. All the windows are opened to get fresh air inside. “Hm, cute!”
“Hey!” a voice calling. “Are you gonna stand there a whole day?” Kyoko smiles.
Ah, she’s Kyoko. She looks different in uniform. “Ah, good morning Kyoko! I’m sorry. Have you waited so long?”
“Just a couple minutes. Okay then, let’s go!”
The school takes around 20 minutes from her house. So they do a lite chat to kill the time.
“By the way, I don’t see your parents at your home. Are they working together?” Jinyeong asks.
“No. Dad is working and he always go early. But my mom isn’t working. She’s just have something with bank this morning.” She looks at him. “How about you? Is your mom working, or a housewife as my mother?”
“My mom is a housewife like yours, but she does a small business. She makes some cookies and sells it in someone’s shop. Do you know korean traditional rice cakes?”
Shaking her head, she says, “What’s that?”
“It’s made of rice flour. It has various shapes. Someday I will ask mom to make it for you.”
Her eyes sparkling suddenly. “Really? It would be great! Arigatou gozaimasu!”
Jinyeong smiles, “Domu ipputa.”
“Ah, here we are. You can drop me at the corner.” Said Kyoko.
“Understood, your highness!” Jinyeong stops the car. “What time will you finish? So I can pick you up.”
Shaking her head, smiling and she’s saying, “No need. Think I will come home late, I’m going to study at my friend’s apartment.”
“Okay, then give me your cell phone. I’ll put my number in. So you can text me if you need something.” He enters his number and add it to her phonebook. “Here. Alright then, I’ll be going! Bye!”
She waves her hand as replies. Then she turns around and walks to class. But she doesn’t know, one of her friend is looking at her strangely.
27 Feb 2011
White Rose : A Story of Kim Jinyeong and Kyoko Matsumoto
Episode 2-
Kyoko and Jinyeong entered the ballroom. Then their appearance caught up by their fathers. “Ah.. here they are!!” said Jinyeong fathers. “Come here you guys!”
“What happened, Daddy?” Jinyeong looked at his father calmly. “Oh! Is this your bestfriend, Mr. Matsumoto? Which you always told me?”
“Ah, you’re really my son, Smart boy!” While was patting his son. “Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Matsumoto and his family. Takumi, this is my son, Kim Jinyeong, the one that I told you.”
They bow each other. “Nice to meet you, sir.” Jinyeong said.
“Nice to meet you too, boy.” Mr. Matsumoto looked at his daughter then said, “Hm.. may you and my daughter have known each other? We saw you both back from outside.”
He replied, “Ah, yes. Your daughter is really beautiful, sir. She’s like a goddess.”
Mr. Matsumoto smiled, “Then, would you watch her everyday?”
“What?” Kyoko and Jinyeong expressed surprised. “Are you sure, Dad?” Kyoko’s talking.
“Yeah, if you don’t mind, girl. It would be great if you two be friend, right? So you don’t need to go everywhere alone by yourself.” He smiled.
“But Dad, I’m okay! I accepted him as a friend, but …”
“So, It’s okay right?” He winked his eye. And Kyoko just can’t despite but accept it.
Mr. Matsumoto said, “So it’s decided!” then looked at Jinyeong, “It’s no problem with you, right Jinyeong?”
“Ah, no. I’m delighted to be a friend with your daughter, sir. It’s a great honor.” Smiling to his dad then to Kyoko, when she even fold down her face.
The fathers were laughing. “Okay, then let them make their times together since now. Don’t we, Mr. Kim?” replied with Mr. Kim’s nodding head.
“Ah, I almost forgot to tell you. Kyoko is still in High School. And she’s 2nd grade now.” Said Mr. Matsumoto proudly.
All of Kim family looked surprise. “Is that for real? Oh, girl. You looked really mature!” said Mr.Kim’s wife, and it made her cheeks going red. And it was really cute. “Really different with our Jinyeong. Although he’s in his 3rd semester now, he’s really ignorant and childish. Haha.”
“Mom, stop badmouth on me. Anyway, we must get home now. I have an appointment with my project team.” Gave his eyewink to his parents.
“Okay, okay. Mr. Matsumoto, please excuse us. We must go home right now. See you later,” he winked, “In-law!” he laughed.
Mr. Matsumoto smiled, “Yup, see you later too, in-law. Don’t forget to pick Kyoko up to school tomorrow, Jinyeong sonny!!” then winked to Kyoko.
The two of them agreed to be matched. And the date will begin in the next morning. What will happen on their first date?
Kyoko and Jinyeong entered the ballroom. Then their appearance caught up by their fathers. “Ah.. here they are!!” said Jinyeong fathers. “Come here you guys!”
“What happened, Daddy?” Jinyeong looked at his father calmly. “Oh! Is this your bestfriend, Mr. Matsumoto? Which you always told me?”
“Ah, you’re really my son, Smart boy!” While was patting his son. “Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Matsumoto and his family. Takumi, this is my son, Kim Jinyeong, the one that I told you.”
They bow each other. “Nice to meet you, sir.” Jinyeong said.
“Nice to meet you too, boy.” Mr. Matsumoto looked at his daughter then said, “Hm.. may you and my daughter have known each other? We saw you both back from outside.”
He replied, “Ah, yes. Your daughter is really beautiful, sir. She’s like a goddess.”
Mr. Matsumoto smiled, “Then, would you watch her everyday?”
“What?” Kyoko and Jinyeong expressed surprised. “Are you sure, Dad?” Kyoko’s talking.
“Yeah, if you don’t mind, girl. It would be great if you two be friend, right? So you don’t need to go everywhere alone by yourself.” He smiled.
“But Dad, I’m okay! I accepted him as a friend, but …”
“So, It’s okay right?” He winked his eye. And Kyoko just can’t despite but accept it.
Mr. Matsumoto said, “So it’s decided!” then looked at Jinyeong, “It’s no problem with you, right Jinyeong?”
“Ah, no. I’m delighted to be a friend with your daughter, sir. It’s a great honor.” Smiling to his dad then to Kyoko, when she even fold down her face.
The fathers were laughing. “Okay, then let them make their times together since now. Don’t we, Mr. Kim?” replied with Mr. Kim’s nodding head.
“Ah, I almost forgot to tell you. Kyoko is still in High School. And she’s 2nd grade now.” Said Mr. Matsumoto proudly.
All of Kim family looked surprise. “Is that for real? Oh, girl. You looked really mature!” said Mr.Kim’s wife, and it made her cheeks going red. And it was really cute. “Really different with our Jinyeong. Although he’s in his 3rd semester now, he’s really ignorant and childish. Haha.”
“Mom, stop badmouth on me. Anyway, we must get home now. I have an appointment with my project team.” Gave his eyewink to his parents.
“Okay, okay. Mr. Matsumoto, please excuse us. We must go home right now. See you later,” he winked, “In-law!” he laughed.
Mr. Matsumoto smiled, “Yup, see you later too, in-law. Don’t forget to pick Kyoko up to school tomorrow, Jinyeong sonny!!” then winked to Kyoko.
The two of them agreed to be matched. And the date will begin in the next morning. What will happen on their first date?
24 Feb 2011
White Rose : A Story of Kim Jinyeong and Kyoko Matsumoto
Episode 1-
Jinyeong’s father and Kyoko’s father is a very bestfriend since their childhood and never ever meet again for over 10 years. One day, they had to attend a reunion of their High School. Jinyeong and Kyoko came too. But they both felt so bored then not join till very end. But they don’t even know each other.
They met at the ballroom’s garden when Kyoko was sitting there. Then Jinyeong smoked his cigarette that made Kyoko cough a little. Then he came to see her. But Kyoko’s cough seemed to be harsher. So Jinyeong threw the cigarette away and felt sorry to Kyoko. Kyoko’s cough became lower then it’s stopped. “I’m okay. Thanks.” She said.
“Why are you alone here?” Jinyeong asked her.
Kyoko’s turned her head. “No. It’s too full and crowded there. I’d like to have a silent place. So I came here. Even, the air is better here.”
“Yeah. Before I lit the cigarette, right?” he laughed. “I’m sorry, really. I don’t mean it.”
“I said it’s okay. Really.”
“Huh? But you coughed suddenly I lit the cigar. Are you really okay?”
“No problem. I often had this sensitive. I just had a bronchitis.” She smiled. “Ah, right. Then, why are you out here?”
“As you see, I’m smoking. It’s forbidden to smoke inside.” He smiled also. “Come to think of it, how a bronchy is ok? Huh, I don’t get your mind. By the way, what’s your name, lady?” he reach out his hand.
“I’m Kyoko Matsumoto. Nice to meet you.” While meant to shake his hand.
But Jinyeong pulled it and kissed it. “Nice to meet you too, Lady Kyoko. I’m Kim Jinyeong.” She was embarrassed. “So you’re Mr. Matsumoto’s daughter. My dad is your dad’s bestie. You know?”
“Ah, yeah. My dad even told me too. It’s coincidence, right?”
“Yeah. “ he looked at her smoothly. “Wah, ipputa! Jinja ipputa!”
Reply with her pretty smile, “what did you say?”
“Hm. Should I tell you?” He naughtily smile then laugh.
“Hmm.. okay then.” She got up. “I think I’m going in. Should we go together?”
“ I would like to, your highness.”
Without their knowing, their fathers are planning to match them together. Guess what they will react?
Jinyeong’s father and Kyoko’s father is a very bestfriend since their childhood and never ever meet again for over 10 years. One day, they had to attend a reunion of their High School. Jinyeong and Kyoko came too. But they both felt so bored then not join till very end. But they don’t even know each other.
They met at the ballroom’s garden when Kyoko was sitting there. Then Jinyeong smoked his cigarette that made Kyoko cough a little. Then he came to see her. But Kyoko’s cough seemed to be harsher. So Jinyeong threw the cigarette away and felt sorry to Kyoko. Kyoko’s cough became lower then it’s stopped. “I’m okay. Thanks.” She said.
“Why are you alone here?” Jinyeong asked her.
Kyoko’s turned her head. “No. It’s too full and crowded there. I’d like to have a silent place. So I came here. Even, the air is better here.”
“Yeah. Before I lit the cigarette, right?” he laughed. “I’m sorry, really. I don’t mean it.”
“I said it’s okay. Really.”
“Huh? But you coughed suddenly I lit the cigar. Are you really okay?”
“No problem. I often had this sensitive. I just had a bronchitis.” She smiled. “Ah, right. Then, why are you out here?”
“As you see, I’m smoking. It’s forbidden to smoke inside.” He smiled also. “Come to think of it, how a bronchy is ok? Huh, I don’t get your mind. By the way, what’s your name, lady?” he reach out his hand.
“I’m Kyoko Matsumoto. Nice to meet you.” While meant to shake his hand.
But Jinyeong pulled it and kissed it. “Nice to meet you too, Lady Kyoko. I’m Kim Jinyeong.” She was embarrassed. “So you’re Mr. Matsumoto’s daughter. My dad is your dad’s bestie. You know?”
“Ah, yeah. My dad even told me too. It’s coincidence, right?”
“Yeah. “ he looked at her smoothly. “Wah, ipputa! Jinja ipputa!”
Reply with her pretty smile, “what did you say?”
“Hm. Should I tell you?” He naughtily smile then laugh.
“Hmm.. okay then.” She got up. “I think I’m going in. Should we go together?”
“ I would like to, your highness.”
Without their knowing, their fathers are planning to match them together. Guess what they will react?
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