“hi, sorry to keep you waiting.” kataku pada Amelie sambil menjabat tangannya.
“oh no, it’s ok, i just got here too anyway.” jawab Amelie.
“oh really, hey what are you having there?” tanyaku.
“umm, baked chocolate chip muffin and black espresso.” jawabnya.
“i see. hey Larry! i’ll have tuna sandwich and belgian chococoffee milk” kataku.
“no kidding. you have belgian chococoffee milk? that’s the reason i always come to Bosworth’s Cafe across your place.” tanya Amelie, terkejut.
“oh it’s a long story. so it’s way before i graduated. we go way back. i’m a student here at MIT. one day i happen to be at Bosworth’s, waiting for Daryl. and i ordered that belgian chococoffee milk. and what can i say, i totally fall in love with it. so when i opened this coffee shop, i made my own belgian chococoffee milk. and it’s great. but i don’t normally sell them to my customers.” jelasku.
“how come i didn’t see that on the menu?” tanya Amelie.
“you never asked..” jawabku singkat.
“hahaha..” Amelie tertawa.
“hey Larry! another belgian chococoffee milk for this lady please!” kataku pada Larry di ujung sana.
“coming right up!” ujar Larry.
“don’t worry, it’s on me” kataku pada Amelie.
“thanks.. hee hee.. so where’s Daryl? i didn’t see him since i got here..” tanya Amelie.
“oh, Daryl’s at the gameshop with Sean. they probably wouldn't want any disturbance up until this evening, cos Sean's bringing a new PS3 home with him.” jelasku.
“owh, that prick. he’s starting to get on my nerves. shouldn’t he be leaving any messages to me? argh.” balasnya agak kesal.
“oh well, like it or not, i guess you’re stuck here with me, hahaha..” kataku.
“yeah, at least i get a good treat of that belgian chococoffee milk of yours, hahaha..” jawabnya sambil tertawa ringan.
“here you go.” kata Larry sambil menyuguhkan pesanan Amelie kepadanya.
“thanks Larry. i’ll take it from here. so, what is it that you wanna talk about with Daryl?” tanyaku.
“oh, i was going to talk about my trip to Indonesia, particularly Jakarta.” jawabnya.
“no kidding. i AM from Jakarta. say, what business are you doing there?” tanyaku lagi.
“oh it’s just a research, nothing important.” jawabnya. aku tahu pasti ada yang disembunyikannya dariku.
“research? no way. c’mon, there must be something else. you know, you can hide it, but i still gonna know. well, as far as i know, trust me, there’s nothing worth of a good research there.” balasku.
“did you say you were from Jakarta?” tanyanya.
“yup. i’m pretty much Indonesian, myself. what’s about it?” jawabku sambil menunggu pertanyaan yang sudah kuduga akan ditanyakannya.
“so you can speak a little bit of Bahasa Indonesia? would you care to teach me how?” tanyanya.
“well, not little, as a matter of fact, i know Bahasa Indonesia quite well, since i’ve been receiving phone calls from my family back there. so what brings you to ask me to teach you?” balasku.
“okay. let’s try speak Indonesian for a while. i need you to teach me how to pronounce it well.” kata Amelie.
“oooww..kaaayy.. but, what for? c’mon, there’s gotta be a reason behind this. i’ll teach you, but you have to fill me in. deal?” kataku.
“owh, you’re just the same with Daryl, aren’t you. i’ll fill you in, later. first, you gotta teach me how. this is interesting, you know.” katanya.
“tch, ya udah. terserah lah.” kataku.
“huh? what was that you said?” tanya Amelie kebingungan.
“oh, i said.. ya udah. terserah lah. it’s what you pronounce in english as fine, whatever.” jawabku.
“wow, nice. tell me something else.” pintanya.
“ok, let’s just put it this way.. ngapain kamu ke Jakarta? bilang sejujurnya ya?” balasku.
“what does that mean?” tanyanya.
“in english, it means, what are you doing in Jakarta? tell me the truth, ok?” jawabku.
“hmm.. nice try. ok, how do you say.. i want to meet someone in Jakarta?” tanyanya.
“ok, that’ll be.. aku mau ketemu seseorang di Jakarta.” balasku.
“whoa.. you’re good at pronouncing it” tanyanya.
“of course.. i’m indonesian, duh. ehem.. [clears throat] jadi, siapa yang mau kamu temui di Jakarta? keluarga? temen? atau.. pacar? that’ll be.. so, who do you want to see in Jakarta? family? friend? or.. boyfriend?” tanyaku.
“whoa there, slow down.. how do you say family and friend in Indonesian again?” tanyanya balik.
“it’s keluarga and temen. and you haven’t answer my question” jawabku.
“ok, that’s a new one. oh, by the way it’s just a friend.” jawabnya.
“a friend. not a boyfriend?” tanyaku.
“really, just a friend.” jawabnya.
lalu aku tertawa kecil dan kami saling berpandangan sejenak. susah rasanya untuk tidak me-maintain eye contact dengan perempuan secantik Amelie. rasanya aku ingin terus menatapnya. melihat ke dalam bola matanya. sampai akhirnya, mendadak aku blank. tak tahu harus berkata apa. tak tahu harus melakukan apa. mendadak bayangan Priscilla muncul lagi di depan mataku. damn it. what should i do?
“oh no, it’s ok, i just got here too anyway.” jawab Amelie.
“oh really, hey what are you having there?” tanyaku.
“umm, baked chocolate chip muffin and black espresso.” jawabnya.
“i see. hey Larry! i’ll have tuna sandwich and belgian chococoffee milk” kataku.
“no kidding. you have belgian chococoffee milk? that’s the reason i always come to Bosworth’s Cafe across your place.” tanya Amelie, terkejut.
“oh it’s a long story. so it’s way before i graduated. we go way back. i’m a student here at MIT. one day i happen to be at Bosworth’s, waiting for Daryl. and i ordered that belgian chococoffee milk. and what can i say, i totally fall in love with it. so when i opened this coffee shop, i made my own belgian chococoffee milk. and it’s great. but i don’t normally sell them to my customers.” jelasku.
“how come i didn’t see that on the menu?” tanya Amelie.
“you never asked..” jawabku singkat.
“hahaha..” Amelie tertawa.
“hey Larry! another belgian chococoffee milk for this lady please!” kataku pada Larry di ujung sana.
“coming right up!” ujar Larry.
“don’t worry, it’s on me” kataku pada Amelie.
“thanks.. hee hee.. so where’s Daryl? i didn’t see him since i got here..” tanya Amelie.
“oh, Daryl’s at the gameshop with Sean. they probably wouldn't want any disturbance up until this evening, cos Sean's bringing a new PS3 home with him.” jelasku.
“owh, that prick. he’s starting to get on my nerves. shouldn’t he be leaving any messages to me? argh.” balasnya agak kesal.
“oh well, like it or not, i guess you’re stuck here with me, hahaha..” kataku.
“yeah, at least i get a good treat of that belgian chococoffee milk of yours, hahaha..” jawabnya sambil tertawa ringan.
“here you go.” kata Larry sambil menyuguhkan pesanan Amelie kepadanya.
“thanks Larry. i’ll take it from here. so, what is it that you wanna talk about with Daryl?” tanyaku.
“oh, i was going to talk about my trip to Indonesia, particularly Jakarta.” jawabnya.
“no kidding. i AM from Jakarta. say, what business are you doing there?” tanyaku lagi.
“oh it’s just a research, nothing important.” jawabnya. aku tahu pasti ada yang disembunyikannya dariku.
“research? no way. c’mon, there must be something else. you know, you can hide it, but i still gonna know. well, as far as i know, trust me, there’s nothing worth of a good research there.” balasku.
“did you say you were from Jakarta?” tanyanya.
“yup. i’m pretty much Indonesian, myself. what’s about it?” jawabku sambil menunggu pertanyaan yang sudah kuduga akan ditanyakannya.
“so you can speak a little bit of Bahasa Indonesia? would you care to teach me how?” tanyanya.
“well, not little, as a matter of fact, i know Bahasa Indonesia quite well, since i’ve been receiving phone calls from my family back there. so what brings you to ask me to teach you?” balasku.
“okay. let’s try speak Indonesian for a while. i need you to teach me how to pronounce it well.” kata Amelie.
“oooww..kaaayy.. but, what for? c’mon, there’s gotta be a reason behind this. i’ll teach you, but you have to fill me in. deal?” kataku.
“owh, you’re just the same with Daryl, aren’t you. i’ll fill you in, later. first, you gotta teach me how. this is interesting, you know.” katanya.
“tch, ya udah. terserah lah.” kataku.
“huh? what was that you said?” tanya Amelie kebingungan.
“oh, i said.. ya udah. terserah lah. it’s what you pronounce in english as fine, whatever.” jawabku.
“wow, nice. tell me something else.” pintanya.
“ok, let’s just put it this way.. ngapain kamu ke Jakarta? bilang sejujurnya ya?” balasku.
“what does that mean?” tanyanya.
“in english, it means, what are you doing in Jakarta? tell me the truth, ok?” jawabku.
“hmm.. nice try. ok, how do you say.. i want to meet someone in Jakarta?” tanyanya.
“ok, that’ll be.. aku mau ketemu seseorang di Jakarta.” balasku.
“whoa.. you’re good at pronouncing it” tanyanya.
“of course.. i’m indonesian, duh. ehem.. [clears throat] jadi, siapa yang mau kamu temui di Jakarta? keluarga? temen? atau.. pacar? that’ll be.. so, who do you want to see in Jakarta? family? friend? or.. boyfriend?” tanyaku.
“whoa there, slow down.. how do you say family and friend in Indonesian again?” tanyanya balik.
“it’s keluarga and temen. and you haven’t answer my question” jawabku.
“ok, that’s a new one. oh, by the way it’s just a friend.” jawabnya.
“a friend. not a boyfriend?” tanyaku.
“really, just a friend.” jawabnya.
lalu aku tertawa kecil dan kami saling berpandangan sejenak. susah rasanya untuk tidak me-maintain eye contact dengan perempuan secantik Amelie. rasanya aku ingin terus menatapnya. melihat ke dalam bola matanya. sampai akhirnya, mendadak aku blank. tak tahu harus berkata apa. tak tahu harus melakukan apa. mendadak bayangan Priscilla muncul lagi di depan mataku. damn it. what should i do?
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