So Long Kev, Au Revoir

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Sebenernya ini adalah skripsi aku hahaha, cuman karena sayang ditenggelamkan begitu aja ya udah aku post aja disini. ><


Oh iya ada yang suka cerita dengan bahasa Inggris?

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“Kevin, what about if someday your friend likes you?”

“Do you like me?” Kevin asked with his emotionless face. He seemed not to disturb with his friend question. He kept reading a thick book about something that Joon didn’t even understand the language. It might be France or something.

Joon bit his lower lips before continued, “I’m just asking.”

“So?”

“Mmm… I’ve just watched a movie—just answer my question, Kevin!”

“What’s the title?” Instead of answering his friend’s question, that blond gave another question as his hand flipped that book’s page calmly.

“Actually I forgot the title.” Joon grinned and let a little laugh escaping from his own mouth. He absolutely lied. It wasn’t even about a movie.

That blond boy shut the book then dropped it on the table, “So, what’s your question, Joon?” he turned his face to Joon and looked straight at that boy’s eyes quizzically.

Joon coughed once to clear his throat. For sure, he was too nervous, moreover he could see Kevin’s gaze turned serious. He actually wasn’t ready yet to hear that blond boy’s response but he thought he had to seek the truth from his own mouth.

“What if someday your friend likes you, so what would you do?” Joon asked once more as his voice lowered on the last words.

That blond boy smiled and answered, “Nothing. But I’m glad to know it.”

“And your friend is a… boy?” Joon took a glance as he held his breath, preparing himself for the worst.

Kevin gasped as his thick eyebrows furrowed, “What the f—?! Is he a gay?” that blond boy gave a space on his words before added, “Actually I’m okay with any sexual orientation both straight and gay.”

Surely, it was out of Joon’s expectation. He stared at him timidly for a while before he lowered his gaze, “Don’t you think they’re… disgusting?” he asked once again for making sure of his friend’s answer,

“No.”

Joon beamed and suddenly tilted his head up to look at his friend with his two eyes instantly rounded. His smile slowly grew wider. Meanwhile, Kevin stared at him in confusion as his two thick eyebrows furrowed.

“Why did you ask that thing, huh?”

Joon shook his head fast as his smile still drew on his baby face, “Nothing. I’m just asking to you.”

“Oh okay.” Kevin took his book from the table before continued, “But Joon, if you have nothing to do, I suggest you to learn more. You got D on last math exam, didn’t you?” that blond boy was about to burst into laughter after he saw Joon’s face turned into sulking mode with lips were pouted.

Joon scoffed, “Please, don’t remind about that shit, okay? But anyway, thank you, brat.”

“You’re welcome.” Kevin couldn’t help himself but giggled when he heard Joon randomly mumbled about his bad score on last exam.

***

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@3ll0 @Adiie @Unprince @arifinselalusial @Tsu_no_YanYan @dimasalf9 @lulu_75 @animan @Clau okeh nih udah updet hahahha

3ll0

Kok buat Tread baru?
gak dilanjud aja di Tread sebelumnya?

Spongedictator

3ll0 wrote: »

Kok buat Tread baru?
gak dilanjud aja di Tread sebelumnya?

oh, emang gitu ya sistemnya? haaha aku kira buat thread baru, abisnya kalo di thread lama jadi susah buat nyari lagi //plak hahaha

donnuthole

berasa ada mnaggil :v

Spongedictator

anew wrote: »

berasa ada mnaggil :v

oh apakah daku salah manggil? hahaha

Hon3y

Pacaran itu kaya makan coklat. Manis banget. Tapi eneg kalo kebanyakan. Ada pait juga. /heh/

lbh bagus di lanjut di thread sebelum betewe mbak. ._. Eh? Cewek kan, ya?

Tsu_no_YanYan

Iya bener, postnya gak boleh misah ...

Mending diedit, trus kosongin aja thread yg ini, kan bisa dipake lagi nanti buat judul ceritamu berikutnya

Belom sempet baca, masih di jalan... bookmark dulu

lulu_75

apa Jovi punya ilmu ...?

3ll0

Justru klo buat tread baru entar memusingkan pembaca.


Lanjut aja deh.

Spongedictator

Tsu_no_YanYan wrote: »

Iya bener, postnya gak boleh misah ...

Mending diedit, trus kosongin aja thread yg ini, kan bisa dipake lagi nanti buat judul ceritamu berikutnya

Belom sempet baca, masih di jalan... bookmark dulu

oke, oke, ini aku tarik ya~ ehehehehe

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lulu_75 wrote: »

apa Jovi punya ilmu ...?

ilmu pelajaran? iya hahaha

Spongedictator

3ll0 wrote: »

Justru klo buat tread baru entar memusingkan pembaca.


Lanjut aja deh.

oke, nanti aku pindah kesana hahaha

Spongedictator

Chapter 2

First Met

Kobe—Japan, Spring 2012

It was a middle of March, there was nothing to do on this Sunday for him. When the warmth of the sunlight came through the window yet it couldn’t affect to wake him up from his beauty sleeping. There might be no one could ignore the beautiful and smell of spring where flower pollen spread from flower to flower except him—a man on the bed who was still sleeping like a baby.

He is Kim Joonmo, a thirty year old man, a father of two twin sons.

Although it was almost ten o’clock but Joon didn’t seem interested to enjoy his Sunday morning. All he wanted was sleeping after a long week he had to work all day long and took care of his two babies. Actually it was tiring him out a lot, but it was comparable with the time that he spent of for seeing his babies growing up healthy and hearing his babies laughter happily.

“APPA !”

Joon opened one of his eyes. Guessing that voice from one of his babies, he closed it again. He chuckled in silence and managed himself to trick his babies for little bit. He absolutely remembered what his babies would do on Sunday morning as usual; waking him up and then whimpering to go everywhere they wanted to.

It was horrible, though.

“Appa, wake up!” they cried out. Well, the twins did it again.

Joon pretended not to listen that sound so he still closed his eyes peacefully and rolled to turn another side on the bed. He covered all of his body with a blanket as his mouth kept humming incoherently. He actually noticed his two babies were standing next to his bed and even one of them tried to climb it up.

“APPA!” One of his babies cried again and successfully stood up on the bed. He sat on his daddy’s tummy, grabbed the blanket which covered his daddy’s body and then poked his daddy’s cheek with his tiny hand, “Wake up!”

Joon finally opened his eyes and chuckled when he saw his baby’s sulking face. He got up from his sleeping position and hugged him tight before gave a pecked on his baby’s forehead, “Naughty baby.”

“Appa.” another voice heard. Joon looked down from his bed, and there, his another baby—with exactly have the similiar face with his twin—was waiting as his two little hands opened up, asking him to lift him up.

Joon’s hand stretched out to reach him then hold in his arms. He seated him on his tummy too beside his twin, “Are you jealous with your hyung ? C’mon baby, don’t be jealous. Okay!” He said as his lips tried to kiss him, but he ended up with his baby’s refusal. He kept pulling Joon’s face with his tiny hands when his daddy tried to get his face closer.

“Appa just want your morning kiss, baby.” Joon whined and pretended to make a sad face. But it didn’t last long; his smile grew wider when the mentioned baby managed himself to kiss his daddy after seeing his daddy’s face.

“Thank you!” that man cheered then gave a peck to both his babies’ forehead.

Joon smiled softly when he saw his two babies were playing with his baby blue blanket. He thought it was long years ago when he lived alone in his apartment. Being lonely. There was no one who accompanied him in the cold night, there was no one waking him up every morning. Live was boring when you were alone and Joon hated it much.

And, after many years he lived alone here, Joon had a chance to be father even though there wasn’t mother figure in his little family. He adopted the twin babies from an orphanage in a suburb of Tokyo. At that time, he faced many difficulties and needed a long procedure that he had to do, but he had been patiently doing it all until finally he could bring his two babies home a couple months later.

That man took a deep sigh as he looked at his two babies with a little smile on his face. It had been over five years when he hugged the twins for the first time. He had just realized that Junhee and Junho had grown up so fast.

“Appa, are you daydreaming?” called Junhee blurring his reverie.

Joon looked at Junhee as his right hand caressed his baby’s hair, “No. What’s wrong baby?”

“Let’s go to amusement park, appa.” Junhee didn’t answer that question but Junho did it, “Appa promised yesterday.”

“Ok, but you’ve to take a bath first.” Joon smiled and picked his babies up; on right hand for Junhee and the other hand for Junho. He began to walk out leaving his bed toward bathroom as he showered his babies with kisses on their face.

“Appa! Junho pinch my hand!” Junhee suddenly shouted and showed his forearm to his daddy.

“No, he lies!” Junho quickly replied. He actually was too afraid if his daddy would get angry.

Joon took a breath then smiled. He knew Junho was always teasing his brother and it became his habit to attract his twin attention, so he let his babies on their own world. Well, they would make up after their quarrelling soon.

“Stop screaming Junhee-ya, and for you Junho, stop pinching your brother’s hand or appa will bite your nose.” He said playfully as he landed kisses again on his babies’ face and tickled their legs. That man chuckled when he could hear his babies’ laughter filled the apartment up.

***

After took a bath, Joon brought his babies to their bedroom. He chose a couple clothes, the red tee for Junho and baby blue one for Junhee. He also dressed his babies with couple short blue jeans.

“Appa’s babies look so handsome.” Joon said as he pecked his babies’ forehead and inhaled his babies soft scent, it was always able to make him felt comfortable.

“Will we go to amusement park, appa?” asked Junhee with his puppy eyes. Junho who saw his twin brother was pleading to his daddy did the same thing too.

“Of course! But we have to breakfast first then go to amusement park!” Joon answered as he got up from his crouching position. Surely, he never could stand of his babies’ cuteness and adorableness.

He dragged his feet to the kitchen and followed by his two babies, but he suddenly stopped his path when unknowingly something catched his attention. He stood up in silence as his eyes stared blindly at the calendar. It was March 13th and he still remembered what day it was.

Today, long years ago was the first time they met.
The first time he met his beloved friend or…

…his first love.

***

Vancouver—Canada, Spring 1997

“Joonmo-ya, hurry up! You’ve to go school, your new school is waiting!” his uncle called from down stair.

“I’m coming samchon .” Joon walked down stair in a hurry and forced to smile at his uncle and aunt, “Good morning.”

“Good morning dear, do you want to egg or bacon for your sandwhich?” His aunt asked as she handed a cup of coffee for his husband.

“No, thank you imo . I think, I almost late. I’m off now.”

“Be careful, Joon.” His uncle said as he put his morning newspaper on the table.

That boy smiled again and nodded, “I will.” He then walked toward the front door as he checked his backpack.

Joon slowly shut the front door as his heavy breathing escaped. He tilted his head up, looking at the blue sky. Actually he still felt strange with all of the things. He still couldn’t believe that he couldn’t see his bedroom’s ceiling again when he opened his eyes. He also couldn’t hear his mother nag or his father voice was comforting his wife anymore. Everything had changed. Everything was so different.

At the first time Joon never imagined before that he had to lived with his uncle here. He didn’t know exactly the reason why he had to move. His uncle just told that he could no longer stay with his either mother or father. But, Joon was sure there must have been another reason they tried to hide.
He sometimes let a pathetic thought hanging on his mind. Being dumped by his parents, huh? Why his life was so miserable?

Joon took a deep breath and began to walk through the road as his eyes looked around. Actually he had come to his new school twice, but technically it was the first time for him to come to his new school, because yesterday his uncle just showed him the direction and the way he got there without let him entering it.

“You just need to sit down, study, and then go home. It’s not… too bad, right?” He huffed and softly cooed, trying to cheer himself up when he arrived at his new school.

Sir Winston Churchill High School

Joon spelled the name of his school. His eyes widely opened looking at his new school. For sure, it was bigger than his old school in Korea and he could see it had many main buildings surrounded in its area. He almost dragged his short leg, but stopped it right when nervousness came up unexpectedly.

“Come on... You can.” Joon sighed and cooed lightly although he thought it didn’t work at all, but at least he had tried to erase his anxiety.

He adjusted his backpack on his shoulder then stepped forward entering his new school. His eyes traveled on every side, looking at every object there. His smile grew wider when he could see many Asian kids like Chinese, Japanese, or even Taiwanese—that boy could differentiate them by the way—walked back and forth throughout the school corridors. He also could hear they spoke in English although some of them talked with their mother tongue, like Chinese or Japanese.

That boy turned left, and there, he could see some of boys were running to their class. He kept cheering himself up and thinking that living in a new country seemed not too bad. He was just had to bear here until he was adult and could take care himself, so he could back to Korea or maybe wherever he wanted to. Talking about a class—

A class?

Joon suddenly stopped as his eyes rounded. He had just realized something… He apparently didn’t know where exactly the direction of his class was. He forgot to ask his uncle before.

“Joon, you’re such a stupid.” He mumbled under his breath, “What should I do now? I don’t even remember samchon’s home phone number.”

After a long time he thought, he decided to ask someone he looked at first. Honestly, he was afraid enough to face or make an interaction to people who he had just met, but he had no choice. So as he took a deep breath, he continued his step tentatively.

In another side, a tall boy with blond hair ran in a hurry through the school corridor. He kept cursing at his pager without seeing ahead and seemed not to realize that Joon appeared from the opposite direction. This happened too fast, that blond boy bumped into him by chance until the shorter boy fell down.

Joon grimaced as his hand rubbed his own waist, “It’s hurt.”
“A-are you okay?” that blond boy jolted and quickly stretched out his right hand for helping Joon to stand up.

Joon tilted his head up, looking at someone who had knocked against him for a while. And there, an extremely-tall boy with dirty blond hair and pale skin stood up in front of him as his hand stretched out.

He blinked twice before finally answered and then reached that blond boy’s hand to stand up, “Err… I’m okay.”

“Are you lost?” That blond boy asked suddenly after he saw Joon’s figure from top to toe.

“Huh?” Joon’s forehead wrinkled when heard that blond boy’s random question.

“Hello, I’m talking to you kids,” said that blond boy as his hand waved in front of Joon’s face, “do you get lost? It’s not a primary school, this’s secondary school.”

“Primary school?” Joon murmured and pouted his lips.

“Yes, primary school. Do you understand what I said?”

Joon nodded, “Yes. I understand it all, but—“

“Good, I can show you the way to your school. C’mon. What’s your school name? Because there’re so many primary schools here.” That blond boy rapidly grabbed Joon’s hand and started walking without saying anything else.

But, before that blond boy walked further away, Joon roughly jerked his hand from that blond boy’s grip and gave an angry glare to him, “Wait a sec!”

“What’s happened?” that blond boy turned as his thick eyebrows furrowed.

“What the hell do you want to do?”

“Bring you to your school. You’re almost late—or maybe you’re absolutely late.” That blond boy said innocently showing his innocent face, but for Joon it was more like stupid face.

“What? Do you think I’m sixth grade student?!” Joon snorted. Surely, he didn’t know why he really wanted to lay a punch on that blond boy’s idiot face.

“Anyway, I thought you’re fourth grade before.” That blond boy grinned, showing his gummy smile as he patted Joon’s head with his big hand.

Joon pinched that blond boy’s hand before smacked it away, “Idiot. I’m fourteen years old. Even though I’m a new student, but—can’t you see it?”

“See—what?”

Joon rolled his eyes sheepishly, “Oh come on.”

“Honestly, you’re too short for being eighth grade student,” once again, that blond boy said innocently and it successfully made Joon’s self-esteem jumped down in blink of an eye.
Joon’s face tightened, seriously, it was the first time somebody complained about his height. When he was in Korea, there was no one did it to him. Okay, He knew that he was too short. But—

“Hey, do you know. You're just as tall as my shoulder,” that blond boy touched Joon’s head then compared it with his own shoulder.

“Shut up!” Joon groaned as his hand once more smacked that blond boy’s arm hard until he could hear that blond boy yelped in pain.

That blond boy giggled when he saw Joon mumbling randomly about his height as he squezzed his own right arm. Anyway Joon’s punch was too hard although he looked so weak with his tiny body, “Hey, don’t angry okay, I’m just kidding.”
Joon snorted angrily like a cranky kid, “But, it’s not funny, you know?!”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry, mianhae .” Although he had said his apology, that blond boy kept giggling until his eyes watery, ignoring a very pissed off Joon.

At the time, Joon barely gave him another punch but he suddenly stopped his hand after heard his apologize words.

“A-are you Korean?” Joon asked curiously. His expression totally changed. There was no angry stare yet it turned into a cutie puppy eyes look.

That blond boy finally stopped his laughter when he could see Joon’s eyes rounded and stared at him curiously. He wiped his tear away and rubbed his sore-from-laughing-to-much stomach before stated, “No, I’m not, why?”

“Err…” Joon thought for a while before continued, “How do you speak in Korean?”

“Huh? When did I say that?”

“You said ‘mianhae’ before! That’s Korean phrase!” Joon looked so excited like a puppy, knowing his new friend is a Korean. So that he wouldn’t face any difficulties for adapting here, right?

“Oh, that’s word? I ever heard from my classmate, she’s Korean.” That blond boy explained as he scratched his own chin, trying to remember something.

Joon nodded and exhaled. He seemed little bit disappointed, “Ah, I see.”

“Anyway, how about you? what’s your name? Are you Korean?” it was that blond boy turned to bombard many questions to Joon rapidly.

“Yeah, I’m Korean. My name is Kim Joonmo, but I prefer if someone call me Joon.”

“Joon?... Okay.” He nodded as his mouth spelled Joon’s name.
“So, what about you?”

“Me? My name is Kevin Wu. I’m Chinese-Canadian. You can see from my hair,” he said playfully as he pointed his own dirty blond hair.

“But you have slant-eyes,” Joon murmured. It was unbelievable. He had slanted eyes, but yeah, his hair color is blond and also his face doesn’t seem like Asian as usual. At last he trusted him.

“Ah really? I think your eyes smaller than mine.” That blond boy pointed Joon’s eyes with his index finger.

Joon agreed with his statement that his eyes are smaller than his, “I know.”

“And you’re short,”

“I know—what?”

“Ah, I remembered about cartoon when I was kid, you look-a-like a… Mr. Little foot?” That blond boy grinned innocently, making Joon sank in confusion.

“Little foot?” Joon tried to process his words in his brain.
“Yeah, kind of Dhino. Do you know that?”

Joon’s eyes widened before he laid another hard punch on that blond boy’s stupid face, “SHUT UP, IDIOT!”

***

Kobe—Japan, Spring 2012

Joon looked so serious when he made a breakfast for his babies, preparing two bowls of cereal and also two glasses of chocolate milk for them. He occasionally took a glance at his two babies who played with their toys around there too.

“Junho-ya!” called him as he kept stirring his babies’ milk.

“Yes, appa!” Junho replied as his little mouth kept escaping a sound of car.

“Come here baby, your breakfast is ready.”

“Appa,” Junhee suddenly came in and leant on his daddy’s leg as he handed his robot on his left hand.

Joon looked down as he smiled softly to his another baby,
“Are you hungry?” he asked before lifted Junhee up then put him on the dining chair, “Where’s your brother?”

“I’m here, appa!” Junho shouted cheerfully from living room as he ran toward his daddy with airplane toy on his hand.

Seeing Junho came up, Joon crouched down until he was at eye level with his baby, “Are you hungry?” asked him before he lifted him up too. He pecked his baby’s nose before seated him exactly next to his twin brother.

Joon smiled as he could see Junho nodded as an answer.
“Alright, here is your treasure then.” He said as he put two bowls of cereal and two glasses of milk on the dining table.

“I want drink coffee! Just like appa did.” Junho suddenly spoke up protesting to his daddy when he saw a glass of milk was available on the table.

“Huh?” Joon raised his eyebrows in confusion, “A coffee?”

“Yeah! Coffee! Coffee!”

Joon laughed when he saw Junho kept parroting excitedly, “Milk is better than coffee, dear. It’s bitter.”

“I won’t! Appa, coffee!” He whined.

Joon didn’t answer his baby and preferred to continue his moving to tidy up the kitchen and also to make a breakfast for himself. Seeing there was no response from his daddy, Junho tried to whine to his brother. But unfortunately, just like his daddy did, Junhee didn’t care about him, he ate his breakfast calmly instead of helped his twin brother.

Junho’s face frowned after getting his daddy and his brother ignorance. He crossed his two hands on the chest before stated, “I don’t want eat it.”

“Huh?” Joon stopped his moving and turned to the twins. He could see Junho kept stirring his cereal with a pouting on his lips and wasn’t willing to eat it.

That man bent down in front Junho with a unpredictable smile grew on his face, “Are you sure, you don’t want to eat your cereal?” he teasingly asked as his index finger poked his baby’s nose. But, Junho seemed not interested, that was why he still continued his sulking without paid attention to his daddy.

“Alright, if you’re still angry to me, our plan today is cancelled.” Joon smirked as he got up from his position. He chuckled and was about to say something but suddenly his two babies interrupted with their screams.

“NO! APPA NO!” the twins shouted simultaneously.

“Yes, appa know that,” he laughed then poked again Junho’s nose, “eat your breakfast and let’s go to amusement park, okay?!”

“We go by train appa, don’t we?” Junhee asked when he finished his breakfast. He put his empty glass on the table then cleaned his mouth from remnants of milk with his tiny hand.

“No.” Joon said as he cleaned Junhee’s hand with wet tissue.

“Why? I want to by train, appa.” Now it Junhee’s turned to whined. He pouted and stared at his daddy with his best puppy eyes. Joon actually could never bear with adorableness of his two babies, but he had managed himself to stand of it all.

“We will go by train but not now, okay. We will go by car because it’s fast.” He said softly as he caressed Junhee’s hair before he pecked his cheek.

“Pinky Promise?” Junhee showed his little finger to his daddy.
Joon smiled before tangled his little finger to his baby’s, “I’m promise.”

“I love you, appa!”

“Love you too baby.”

***

3ll0

Kok Bahasa inggris?
Beda cerita ya?

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3ll0 wrote: »

Kok Bahasa inggris?
Beda cerita ya?

iya ini beda hahaha ya aku nulisnya begitu dari pada ngendep di laptop mending di share aja hahaha