<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' gd:etag='W/&quot;A0QERXg8fSp7ImA9WhVUFU0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458</id><updated>2012-05-20T17:21:44.675+07:00</updated><category term='Muhasabah'/><category term='Artikel'/><category term='My Gallery'/><category term='Hongo Kanata'/><category term='one ok rock'/><category term='mada mada dane'/><category term='Indonesia'/><category term='KANATASUKI Production'/><category term='KAMMI'/><category term='kampus'/><category term='Lomba Blog UII'/><title>make your own storyline..</title><subtitle type='html'>Hey Mr. Gendai Speaker, what's today's reality?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0UGRX0_eip7ImA9WhVUFU0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-5938399045859968790</id><published>2012-04-18T01:07:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2012-05-20T17:20:24.342+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-20T17:20:24.342+07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one ok rock'/><title>Kerja Keras dan Ketulusan Itu Membuahkan Hasil.. :')</title><content type='html'>Meski udah telat, gw mau ngucapin selamat ulang tahun dulu buat Taka ONE OK ROCK yang tanggal 17 kemaren genap usianya menjadi 24!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: blue;"&gt;SELAMAT ULANG TAHUN TAKA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan... gw mau ceritain gimana gw dan temen OORer lainnya ngerayain ultah Taka kemaren. Kebetulan, sehari sebelumnya, gw udah nyiapin editan gambar khusus buat ultah Taka. &amp;nbsp;Dan pict ini rencananya bakal gw pake selama seminggu di twitter sama facebook... (tapi ga pas banget size nya lol xD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8fRV_9mtkYA/T42vf3LN87I/AAAAAAAABQc/kFBICLQCMwA/s1600/taka+bday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8fRV_9mtkYA/T42vf3LN87I/AAAAAAAABQc/kFBICLQCMwA/s320/taka+bday.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kemaren, di twitter, kita rame-rame ngucapin happy birthday buat Taka. Kebetulan pake hashtag dari OORer Jepang, tapi beberapa tweet gw juga ada yg pake hashtag #HBDTaka sih.. sebenernya mau nge-share isi tweet gw kemaren, tapi kayaknya udah tenggelem sama tweet gw yang baru deh hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfFVCcI0vIA/T41z8cpZrVI/AAAAAAAABQE/Cqhe0bPCn1k/s1600/525816_365232206847000_339331222770432_941702_607750321_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfFVCcI0vIA/T41z8cpZrVI/AAAAAAAABQE/Cqhe0bPCn1k/s320/525816_365232206847000_339331222770432_941702_607750321_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mau kuenyaaaaaaaa :'3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naaaah mengenai hadiah scrapbook Taka... pertama gw mau kasih tau dulu kalo scrapbook kita udah nyampe di kantor Amuse &amp;nbsp;tanggal 16 kemaren. Gilakk, gw seneng banget!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnvORD0IIsc/T4wU22pJUnI/AAAAAAAABP8/jE87P2UKb1M/s1600/scrapbook+nyampe%2521%2521.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnvORD0IIsc/T4wU22pJUnI/AAAAAAAABP8/jE87P2UKb1M/s400/scrapbook+nyampe%2521%2521.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang paling bikin gw speechless adalah.... Taka bener-bener nerima scrapbook kitaaaaaaa!! Bahkan dia pegang scrapbook nya!!! This is unbelievable thing, but it's real!! Itu scrapbook nyampe di Amuse aja gw udah sujud syukur Alhamdulillah, apalagi Taka poto sama scrapbook kita! Kyaaa~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDozpCXhBvw/T410LJYuCWI/AAAAAAAABQM/Rv2qhjiXYhw/s1600/20120417_193022+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDozpCXhBvw/T410LJYuCWI/AAAAAAAABQM/Rv2qhjiXYhw/s400/20120417_193022+%25281%2529.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Suka banget sama style nya Tomoya... *salah fokus*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sebelum gw buka-buka diary OOR, gw itu lagi sholat. Gw berdoa "Ya Allah.. semoga Taka bener-bener nerima hadiah scrapbooknya, terus dia seneng sama hadiahnya.." Setelah itu gw mikir lagi "Kira-kira Taka terima langsung nggak ya hadiahnya.." sambil harap-harap cemas. Dan Allah ngabulin doa gw!! Alhamdulillah~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Project OORI pertama berjalan sukses! Dan gw udah bisa bilang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MISSION COMPLETED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Semoga aja Taka seneng sama hadiah kita.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi sebenernya gw rada nggak enak sama Tomoya.. *mulai deh* Kenapa? Soalnya gw ngerasa dulu gw terlalu fokus sama project ini, sampe-sampe bisa dibilang gw mengabaikan dia. Kira-kira dia cemburu nggak yaah?? Pasti dia pengen juga dapet hadiah kan.. Aaahh, jadi gw pengen nyiapin something special buat dia di hari ulang tahunnya ntar. Semoga rencana gw jadi dan nyampe di tangan dia.. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYdkKL1w4-Y/T42wsOozmmI/AAAAAAAABQk/_PQX_w-8TsM/s1600/z_bdac2217.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYdkKL1w4-Y/T42wsOozmmI/AAAAAAAABQk/_PQX_w-8TsM/s320/z_bdac2217.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tomoya: Abang nungguin kado dari neng..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gw: Tunggu ya darling.. :*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*abaikan dialog di atas*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dan gw pun masih galau tentang ONE OK ROCK yang mau ke Singapore...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7MTShgiLh8/T4wDogdqBgI/AAAAAAAABP0/xjAqjQO69Cw/s1600/oor+singapore.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F7MTShgiLh8/T4wDogdqBgI/AAAAAAAABP0/xjAqjQO69Cw/s400/oor+singapore.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah, Tomoya, finally you're closer, but I can't reach you yet..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;#ironis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304425052075384458-5938399045859968790?l=nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/5938399045859968790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/04/kerja-keras-dan-ketulusan-itu.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/5938399045859968790?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/5938399045859968790?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/04/kerja-keras-dan-ketulusan-itu.html' title='Kerja Keras dan Ketulusan Itu Membuahkan Hasil.. :&apos;)'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8fRV_9mtkYA/T42vf3LN87I/AAAAAAAABQc/kFBICLQCMwA/s72-c/taka+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUcCRH48eip7ImA9WhVXFUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-4818973309855941007</id><published>2012-04-16T02:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-04-16T02:11:05.072+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-04-16T02:11:05.072+07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one ok rock'/><title>Inspiring Taka...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0kpL1h2fLgo/T4sc3L0xz9I/AAAAAAAABPU/v4D6CbDN8Mk/s1600/taka+minta+dipeluk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0kpL1h2fLgo/T4sc3L0xz9I/AAAAAAAABPU/v4D6CbDN8Mk/s320/taka+minta+dipeluk.jpg" width="261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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When I quit where I was before (NEWS), I also quit school. And at that time I was disowned by my parents, I lost everything. I wanted to try and believe, I wanted to penetrate what it was I wanted to do. But to be honest it was really hard. Because, I didn’t have confidence in anything any more…&lt;br /&gt;But, whatever I might have lost I still thought I knew where it was I wanted to be. I swore at that time to face the people I troubled, my parents, the people who I betrayed and I would do my best. From here lets get up high! With that in mind, first I wanted to set a piano, guitar and vocal ballad centered band, only there I thought I could sing and be deep in my whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;At a live Toru came. “Lets make a band together!” he said. By all means if they were serious, Toru’s words I thought I would see what would come of them. If I’m with them I could seriously strike at something I came to think.&lt;br /&gt;I, till now have always lived thinking I was alone. The fact was I was alone… not opening my heart to many people…but when I met with the members I have now, making people who ask for our sound, I can think I am not alone. Now, I feel the happiness of making my first friends. Because of that maybe, the lyrics lately little by little are changing. With each experience I think that ONE OK ROCK’s sound and songs I want to keep them alive. Each growth I wanted to work hard for and see.&lt;br /&gt;— Taka (2008)&lt;/blockquote&gt;
Ngok banget gw baca post ini malem-malem. Gw pertama baca di Tumblr, ternyata di Fanpage Taka di Facebook juga di-post. Nangis gw brooo, jadi pengen peluk Taka, ngeyakinin kalo dia nggak sendirian. Bahkan dia dapet cinta ya banyaaaaaak banget dari fans. Seandainya Taka tahu betapa besar rasa terima kasih fans nya buat dia.... :')&lt;br /&gt;
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Detik ini gw lagi dengerin OOR biasa... tapi sekarang beda bro rasanya. Gw berasa makin dalem aja dengerinnya. Taka, you're really the best vocalist now, and you've changed a lot of people with your positive influence and inspiring life... and you're not alone, many people love you. Keep rockin'!! x'D&lt;br /&gt;
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n.b: kalo seandainya hadiah scrapbook bener-bener nyampe ke Taka, semoga dia seneng ya.. :')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304425052075384458-4818973309855941007?l=nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/4818973309855941007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/04/inspiring-taka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/4818973309855941007?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/4818973309855941007?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/04/inspiring-taka.html' title='Inspiring Taka...'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0kpL1h2fLgo/T4sc3L0xz9I/AAAAAAAABPU/v4D6CbDN8Mk/s72-c/taka+minta+dipeluk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0QERXgzfyp7ImA9WhVUFU0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-5947527761249047681</id><published>2012-04-13T00:32:00.002+07:00</published><updated>2012-05-20T17:21:44.687+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-05-20T17:21:44.687+07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mada mada dane'/><title>Perjalanan Gw Ngirim Scrapbook Buat Ultah Taka</title><content type='html'>Ehem.. jadi beberapa minggu ini gw rada disibukkan oleh fanbase project OOR Indonesia untuk pertama kalinya. Ini mungkin project gede pertama buat fanbase, tapi ini bener-bener project gw bikin scrapbook UNTUK YANG PERTAMA KALI!! Sebenernya gw rada nggak pede gw bisa ngerjain scrapbook ini. Gw nggak jago design, gw nggak kreatif, dan gw ga biasa bikin prakarya. Lengkap sudah hahaha! Iya, gw cuma punya modal cinta sama hati yang tulus. Project ini gw pikirin buat ultah Taka tanggal 17 April. Awalnya gw sama temen-temen yang lain bikin project ini cuma buat fanbase kita aja, tapi akhirnya di-publish di facebook ONE OK ROCK Fans Unite. Jadilah ada yang berpartisipasi dari negara lain.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanggal 10 Maret, project ini diumumin di fanbase dan deadline pengiriman birthday message, fanart, foto, dll, itu tanggal 25 Maret, sempet juga mengalami perpanjangan waktu sampe 29 Maret buat temen-temen dari luar. Proses pembuatan scrapbook cukup menguras tenaga, waktu, dan duit gw. Tapi gw makasih banget buat una sama dian yang udah ngizinin gw untuk memperkosa printernya hahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halangan-halangan, omelan-omelan, gw makan mentah-mentah selama pembuatan. Gw udah ga peduli lagi ada yang mencibir, ngomongin, ga suka, dll, sama apa yang gw kerjain. Gw cuma pengen scrapbook ini selesai, karena di dalamnya ada cinta dari fans-fans lain juga, bukan cuma punya gw. Itu yang bikin gw semangat dan ga kenal lelah.. Thanks :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tanggal 11 April, akhirnya itu scrapbook siap kirim coy, gw seneng banget. Ini pertama kalinya gw ngirim sesuatu ke luar negeri, lewat pos pula. Gw udah ngantongin alamat yang harus gw tuju buat ditaro di amplop ini (iya emang harus pake amplop kalo mau ngirim ke Amuse, manajemen OOR). Awalnya gw ga yakin sama itu alamat, tapi setelah gw tanya temen twitter gw yang dari Jepang, alamat itu bener (dia juga udah pernah kirim fan letter lewat alamat itu). Gw optimis, gw yakin. Dan gw pun berangkat ke kantor pos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gw berangkat ke kantor pos setelah zuhur, naik angkot. Setelah gw sampe di kantor pos, ada petugas yang jaga di pintu, petugas cewek 2 orang. Dan gw ditanyain sama salah satu petugas itu, "mau ngirim apa mbak?" Ya udah gw jelasin kalo gw mau kirim paket ke luar negeri. Terus dia tanya lagi, gw mau pake prangko atau EMS. Nah disini gw ngejawab pertanyaan dengan pertanyaan lagi. Harusnya gw nanya "Mbak, kalo paketnya udah nyampe di negara tujuan, paketnya masuk kantor pos disana ya? Jadi yang anter paket kita pak pos yang disana kan?" (gw mastiin hal ini karena Amuse ga terima layanan kurir untuk kirim-kirim sesuatu ke kantornya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what apa yang mbaknya bilang?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hah? Gimana mbak maksudnya?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, mungkin waktu itu gw ngomongnya udah kayak orang gagu kali ya, atau tata bahasa gw pas ngomong nggak ngikutin kaidah berbahasa Indonesia yang baik dan benar, sampe mbak nya bingung gitu xD Tapi untungnya gw dapet jawaban yang lumayan menenangkan kok, dan gw disuruh ke loket yang ngelayanin EMS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah, tibalah gw di loket EMS, gw ngantri, dan akhirnya gw dapet giliran bertransaksi. Mbak petugasnya ngurus paket gw dan gw disuruh nulis semacam slip yang kayak di bank-bank itu loh... Di situ gw disuruh nulis identitas pengirim, oke ini gampang.... tanda tangan, oke pasti gampang.... identitas penerima, JENGJEEEEEENG~ ini yang bikin gw bingung. Nama penerima siapa? Gw tulis Amuse atau TAKA ONE OK ROCK? Alamat penerima?? Come on bro, alamat yang gw taro di amplop itu di-print, soalnya tulisan Jepang gw jelek banget, apalagi penulisan alamat di Jepang kan beda sama disini xD&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akhirnya gw tulis aja persis kayak di alamat amplop (pake huruf katakana). Pas nulis gw deg-degan banget, ngeri salah nulis broo... dan akhirnya gw selesai nulis itu slip.. gw ngasih slip itu ke mbak nya lagi.. gw pikir udah kelar dah urusan gw nulis-nulis.. tapi mbaknya bilang...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mbak, ini alamatnya nggak ada versi latinnya ya?? Maksudnya alamat yang pake huruf latin mbak..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JEDEERRR!! Gw bingung, gw panik, soalnya cuma ini alamat yang gw punya xD&amp;nbsp;Mbaknya bilang biar bisa di-register di database bandara sama kantor pos di sini.&amp;nbsp;Dalam pikiran gw, wah bakal batal nih gw ngirim paketnya. Waktu itu gw sempet stuck nyari jalan keluar, sampe-sampe gw ga bisa berfikir dengan jernih. Setelah beberapa menit gw nenangin diri, gw dapet jalan keluar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huruf latin kan?? IYA HURUF LATIN!! KENAPA NGGAK LO TULIS AJA CARA BACA HURUF KATAKANA NYA??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*efek panik*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, it's my solution, dan akhirnya mbak loketnya menerima lagi slip gw dengan senyum sumringah, begitupun dengan gw... tapi kalo gw agak cool dikit *abaikan*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setelah gw terima bukti pengiriman sama nomor barcode, gw bersyukur Alhamdulillah, itu scrapbook sekarang dalam proses pengiriman. Kata mbaknya sih nyampenya sekitar 3-5 hari di Jepang nya. Semoga aja bener ya.. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setelah masalah kirim-kirimannya kelar, gw pulang, hahaha emang mau kemana lagi xD Secara waktu itu panas banget, pengen cepet-cepet ngadem di kostan xD Kebetulan pas pulang gw lewat masjid agung, lewat dalemnya, soalnya lebih deket ke tempat angkot bubat yang ngetem. Pas gw melintas di sana, gw tergoda oleh setoples gede air kelapa muda+daging kelapanya sama air gula merah. Akhirnya gw beli dah, karena es kelapa itu terlalu indah untuk diabaikan x'D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dengan bahagianya gw bilang "Pak beli es kelapa nya satu dibungkus ya.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi pas gw tanya "Harganya berapa Pak?" seketika jawaban si bapak bikin gw nge-down sekaligus shocked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"5000 neng.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAAATTTT??? LIMA RIBU??!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ES KELAPA DI GELAS STANDAR HARGANYA LIMA RIBU WOYYY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yasudahlah, karena udah terlanjur disajikan, mau nggak mau ya terpaksa... kebetulan lagi haus juga.. &amp;nbsp;ikhlaskan saja kepergian uang bergambar Tuanku Imam Bondjol itu Nui.. Yang penting ada hal yang bikin gw seneng juga di hari itu, akhirnya project pertama fanbase selesai dengan sukses meskipun masih nunggu dulu apakah scrapbook nya nyampe ke Taka atau nggak...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God, please let him know about our love for him and ONE OK ROCK... :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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The reason I love this single is because this song has positive influence for me (there's no other reason hahaha). I also love the single album because it has a cool tracklist! You'll find the other version of rocking Answer is Near, Answer is Clear. Beside of that, I'm crazy about the short song, Silent World (I've been searching the lyric, it's really hard to find it -_-). There's also cover song, To Feel the Fire, Stevie Wonder's song. Taka sings it very well and I love it!&lt;/div&gt;
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And honestly, I really can't choose my favorite songs from Niche Syndrome. This album is the first ONE OK ROCK without Alex, so maybe you'll find the different music composition compared to the previous albums. There's no complicated music composition, but you'll get more awesome and rocking songs!! I love it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Kanzen Kankaku Dreamer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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the lyric is soooo powerful..&lt;br /&gt;
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So now my time is up&lt;br /&gt;
Your game starts, my heart moving?&lt;br /&gt;
Past time has no meaning for us, it's not enough!&lt;br /&gt;
Will we make it better or just stand here longer&lt;br /&gt;
Say it ”we can't end here till we can get it enough!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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There's no certain logic but&lt;br /&gt;
only lies out there&lt;br /&gt;
Everytime I find in my mind that there's just what I am&lt;br /&gt;
that's stired with confidence and insecurity&lt;br /&gt;
Weak, but strong same time&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my own judgment!! Got nothing to say!!&lt;br /&gt;
If I got, I'd say it immediately!!&lt;br /&gt;
"Perfect Sense Dreamer"&lt;br /&gt;
is my name&lt;br /&gt;
Well, say it ? well, say it!!&lt;br /&gt;
If you had any question,&lt;br /&gt;
then I'd hear it later so just&lt;br /&gt;
hold on now!&lt;br /&gt;
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Yeah when I'm caught in fire&lt;br /&gt;
When I rise up higher&lt;br /&gt;
Do you see me out there waiting for the next chance we get&lt;br /&gt;
Will we make it, IT'S NOT ENOUGH or just stand here longer&lt;br /&gt;
Say it ”we can't end here till we can get it enough!!”&lt;br /&gt;
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Am I a convinced criminal?&lt;br /&gt;
Or an intellectual criminal?&lt;br /&gt;
No, no, no&lt;br /&gt;
I'm always a stopgap type of guy that has no creativity or&lt;br /&gt;
uniqueness with which opinion and theory are laced&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my own judgment!! Got nothing to say!!&lt;br /&gt;
If I got, I'd say it immediately!!&lt;br /&gt;
"Perfect Sense Dreamer"&lt;br /&gt;
is my name&lt;br /&gt;
Well, say it ? well, say it!!&lt;br /&gt;
You know I've got to be NUMBER ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So how is it?&lt;br /&gt;
Unexpected, wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;
You must be confused, hesitated&lt;br /&gt;
And now you wanna retreat?&lt;br /&gt;
Then you're gonna evacuate?&lt;br /&gt;
Oh,yeah&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my "perfect sense Dreamer-like" dream&lt;br /&gt;
I don't care who's gonna bring me down&lt;br /&gt;
Coz there're a lot more&lt;br /&gt;
big walls and deep darkness&lt;br /&gt;
in front of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;
So I'll break it from now on!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Perfect Sense Dreamer&lt;br /&gt;
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When I'm caught in fire&lt;br /&gt;
When I rise up higher&lt;br /&gt;
Do you see me out there&lt;br /&gt;
I can't get enough! Can't get enough!!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Jibun ROCK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Nobody's Home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Recently, I love this song because it reminds me to my father. The lyric has deep meaning, I think Taka tells about him and his family in this song. When I knew the meaning of this song for the first time, I was crying. And now, I know how's Taka feeling, growing up without a father, because now I'm fatherless.&lt;br /&gt;
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How are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;
Even though you were saying something like that, the time was past ne...&lt;br /&gt;
Always here only, with warmth and gentleness&lt;br /&gt;
you wrapped me up in that place...&lt;br /&gt;
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but for me, I became a traitor everytime, ne...&lt;br /&gt;
I just say from my heart, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;
now at last I realized it&lt;br /&gt;
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Nobody's home yeah&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody's home yeah&lt;br /&gt;
throwing away just about everything I ran away that day&lt;br /&gt;
if you remember&lt;br /&gt;
it's just because I showed my back so strongly that time&lt;br /&gt;
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If you notice we'd broken apart&lt;br /&gt;
not knowing what to do and still regretting it&lt;br /&gt;
the dreams that my parents had and the dreams that I wanted&lt;br /&gt;
joining those together isn't reality&lt;br /&gt;
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But now there's something I can say&lt;br /&gt;
even if we're not far apart, there is!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Nobody's home yeah&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody's home yeah&lt;br /&gt;
even if the shape of it is given or lost&lt;br /&gt;
it's a thing that can't be seen by the eye, for sure&lt;br /&gt;
we're a pair as much as we can be while we're alive&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody's home yeah&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody's home yeah&lt;br /&gt;
Since me coming back is nothing but trouble&lt;br /&gt;
someday for sure I'll get better, for sure,&lt;br /&gt;
I'll show you the scenery that I want to show you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody's home yeah&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody's home yeah&lt;br /&gt;
from my heart, I love you, thank you&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Koi no Aibou Kokoro no Cupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The second major album!! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Umm.. okay, I'm going to tell three favorite songs from this album..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Hitsuzen Maker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I love this song because of the lyrics are very good. It can make me to think about myself, my current life, and my future :)&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Here is the lyric..&lt;br /&gt;
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What am I gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;
If my last heartbeat’s going to&lt;br /&gt;
come in a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;
How do I live my last?&lt;br /&gt;
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Would I forgive the people I couldn't even just a little&lt;br /&gt;
Would I like the people that I hate just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;
And at the, would I have been able to love myself?&lt;br /&gt;
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Try to make it now&lt;br /&gt;
I don’t want anymore regret (regret)&lt;br /&gt;
‘Cause time’s never back&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll never unravel unlike the knots of my shoelaces&lt;br /&gt;
Just like how time will never stop and it'll just keep going&lt;br /&gt;
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Do I know even a little about what life feels like?&lt;br /&gt;
I kept asking myself that and was lost&lt;br /&gt;
I tried hiding the left side of my chest with this hand&lt;br /&gt;
The first beat made me cry and shout&lt;br /&gt;
The lingering note that was left behind rang out the second time&lt;br /&gt;
The masked the last sound that should have rung out&lt;br /&gt;
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Try to make it now&lt;br /&gt;
I don’t want anymore regret (regret)&lt;br /&gt;
‘Cause time’s never back&lt;br /&gt;
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I'll never unravel unlike the knots of my shoelaces&lt;br /&gt;
Just like how time will never stop and it'll just keep going&lt;br /&gt;
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All you want to do is not always what you have in your mind&lt;br /&gt;
Can’t you see something new coming on your way?&lt;br /&gt;
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Try to teach you how&lt;br /&gt;
I don’t want anymore hatred (hatred)&lt;br /&gt;
‘Cause no one ever sucks!&lt;br /&gt;
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That's what you taught me&lt;br /&gt;
That it was possible to like someone on a day called today&lt;br /&gt;
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If I only had a few more minutes to do something as natural as breathing&lt;br /&gt;
Then I'd ...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Melody Lines no Shibouritsu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The second track from BEAM OF LIGHT!! I like the melody and live performance of this song..&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Abduction-Interlude&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hahaha!! Okay, I will not post the same "Y U NO GUY" pict xD though it's difficult to choose one... Umm.. this is the first major album of ONE OK ROCK, and the first song I listened to is in this album!! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;And the lyric is so emotional.. :3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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My back being pushed by the fear that everything might end&lt;br /&gt;
I put a lock on the five letters of "let's break up" that my tear ducts hate&lt;br /&gt;
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Why? Why? No no no&lt;br /&gt;
More, more of the warmth from a little earlier&lt;br /&gt;
I can't believe it, I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;
I don't know what to do, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;
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Dindon dindon dindon, the moment and anger that occupies my head&lt;br /&gt;
I know, understanding it all, the belief that I understood everything&lt;br /&gt;
Hey, but instead of the answer, I want the reason!!&lt;br /&gt;
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As for you who left, bye bye bye&lt;br /&gt;
Is what I want to say but why can't I say it? Why?&lt;br /&gt;
I don't want to see you. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
Is what I could have said but why don't I feel it? Why?&lt;br /&gt;
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Painful, painful (Apparently algae are shaved in narrow rooms)&lt;br /&gt;
Dark, dark (Apparently algae are shaved in narrow rooms)&lt;br /&gt;
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As for you who left, bye bye bye&lt;br /&gt;
Is what I want to say but why can't I say it? Why?&lt;br /&gt;
I don't want to see you. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;
Is what I could have said but why don't I feel it? Why?&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm searching, wanting, et cetera&lt;br /&gt;
I understand, I won't go back but, but&lt;br /&gt;
I can think freely right? hey, et cetera&lt;br /&gt;
Please, someone someone, answer me&lt;br /&gt;
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I know what I want…&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Then, I also like the fifth track from this album... "Yumeyume"!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The lyric is so inspiring for me.. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Your life is automatic Believe a little magic&lt;br /&gt;
Your future may be tragic For a toxic animatic&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't stay in a lonely place, hey, you!&lt;br /&gt;
Don't you understand? As I am now, Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;
My Life, no big deal, it shows in my expression&lt;br /&gt;
Don't forget, your aspiration always&lt;br /&gt;
A tragic Ronin with too much inspiration, despite reaching for things with no meaning&lt;br /&gt;
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The things I want to do, the daily adventure, Keep it going!&lt;br /&gt;
Follow me! Lets head out to the world!&lt;br /&gt;
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Dream's aren't just for dreaming, SO, they're for fulfilling, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;
So, a dream that you won't make happen isn't a dream at all!!&lt;br /&gt;
Regardless, if people still tell us "dreams are just dreams",&lt;br /&gt;
First we'll cut down our predecessors and laugh it all off! All of it!&lt;br /&gt;
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1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 hurry up!&lt;br /&gt;
Don't rush it, you'll bust up your rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;
SO I can shine someday, I'm going to soak up the sunlight&lt;br /&gt;
Hold on, man! I'll grow up&lt;br /&gt;
What can you do? I don't know&lt;br /&gt;
I'll take off and make my inner face into a new MY face.&lt;br /&gt;
In the direction the compass points, Go for a sail!!&lt;br /&gt;
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If things won't work out right now, there's no need to rush but&lt;br /&gt;
but, we've got amazing power So, bring it out! Bring it out!&lt;br /&gt;
Because of unseen fear, you don't have the courage to move on, do you?&lt;br /&gt;
Then, we'll become your light, SO, we will light your way! Light&lt;br /&gt;
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your way!&lt;br /&gt;
So, don't say "I can't..."&lt;br /&gt;
Not yet! Not yet! You'll never know if you don't try! Never!&lt;br /&gt;
There is no guarantee of what's ahead.&lt;br /&gt;
So, if you go looking for it, you'll never become somebody.&lt;br /&gt;
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When you're told you have no sense of reality or you're wasting your time&lt;br /&gt;
Suppress you're chagrin, make it a spring to tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;
Send your vision flying&lt;br /&gt;
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Dreams don't run, I've got the wrong idea&lt;br /&gt;
That's right, the one running is me. Isn't that right? How about it?&lt;br /&gt;
Seize happiness, its not that hard!&lt;br /&gt;
Now! Now! Get to it! Lets do it! Lets do it!&lt;br /&gt;
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Dream's aren't just for dreaming, SO, they're for fulfilling, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;
So, a dream that you won't make happen isn't a dream at all!!&lt;br /&gt;
Regardless, if people still tell us "dreams are just dreams",&lt;br /&gt;
First we'll cut down our predecessors and laugh it all off! All of it!&lt;br /&gt;
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He's kawaii (everybody knows)... he always does unique pose lol xD This photo is one of my favorites. Okay, I don't have any other words.. hahaha xD ah, I wanna say to the big bottle, "can I replace you, bottle? I wanna be in your position" hahahaha!! just kidding xD&lt;/div&gt;
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Beside Taka, I also favorite the current Tomoya. He's more than kawaii now, he's handsome too! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; His hair is going to be his old style, but curlier. This is not only current Tomoya's pict I like, but so many new picts of him that I love... his expression... yeah... as usual... hahaha!! Okay, my words run out.. lol xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304425052075384458-231316796706402062?l=nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/231316796706402062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/03/day-06-favorite-photo-of-tomoya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/231316796706402062?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/231316796706402062?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/03/day-06-favorite-photo-of-tomoya.html' title='Day 06 - Favorite photo of Tomoya'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6_2vvO8_VEc/T17K09BUteI/AAAAAAAABIY/1I-6rIyYprw/s72-c/tumblr_lgf6qzIQ521qgmcuno1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEINSHY7eyp7ImA9WhVSFUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-1973647828554099567</id><published>2012-03-12T08:37:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-03-12T08:43:19.803+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-03-12T08:43:19.803+07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one ok rock'/><title>Day 05 - Favorite photo of Ryota</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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I know that ryota loves kids but I didn't believe it in advance. When I saw this pict in OOR's diary (written by him), I BELIEVE IT!! He told about his sister's new born baby and his feeling about it. Ah~ he's so gentle with the baby. You can see other side of ryota (look at his expression!! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;). I think he's looking forward to be an ojiichan xD because he looks so happy (I feel it from his words in his update). Omedeto ryota-jiichan!!!&lt;/div&gt;
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I know that Toru's coolness always makes every girl faints lol xD I don't have many Toru's picts but I decide this photo is my favorite!! Ummm... oh no, I can't tell my feeling lol xD *faint because of his coolness*&lt;/div&gt;
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I don't know why, but the current Taka is my favorite. This photo is from DEVILOCK interview. I got something different from this pict, maybe it's because of his glasses. He's like a lecturer, right? If it's true, I wanna be your student, Taka-sensei xD teach me how to love you properly lol xD *oops* I mean, teach me how to produce awesome voice &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;;&lt;/div&gt;
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Yes, it's not a long time I became a fan. You can say that I'm a newbie. However, it's not a problem for me because I really love them through their creativity. Actually, I can't like something easily, especially music. But when I know ONE OK ROCK by their music, I just said "wow, this band is awesome", then I become their fan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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I hope my support will not end, like I love the legend of J-rock band, Laruku, it's been almost 10 years. So, I also hope ONE OK ROCK will be a legend and we can enjoy their music forever!! Hahaha! (I remember ONE OK ROCK was placed with X-Japan and L'Arc~en~Ciel in Best Rockband category for JPopAsia Music Awards).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304425052075384458-2738984794542916118?l=nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/2738984794542916118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/03/day-02-when-you-became-one-ok-rock-fan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/2738984794542916118?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/2738984794542916118?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/03/day-02-when-you-became-one-ok-rock-fan.html' title='Day 02 - When you became a ONE OK ROCK fan'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IcJkeGlyiXU/T1lsVxlNFNI/AAAAAAAABHs/bLHZ53VU50w/s72-c/249890_223906210970558_100000535438699_867387_6647963_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A04HQH87eyp7ImA9WhVSEUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-4763450730004154929</id><published>2012-03-08T13:57:00.004+07:00</published><updated>2012-03-08T13:58:51.103+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-03-08T13:58:51.103+07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one ok rock'/><title>Day 01 - The first ONE OK ROCK song you heard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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It was funny when I heard this song. No, it's not about the song, but the way I started to like ONE OK ROCK. I heard Etcetera (the music video) from Youtube and I didn't see the video at all. Amazing, I like it without hesitation! Of course Taka's voice is my first love... and the song is very awesome, nee~ xD&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;START NOW!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304425052075384458-8206247695016352940?l=nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/8206247695016352940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/03/25-days-one-ok-rock-challenge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/8206247695016352940?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/8206247695016352940?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/03/25-days-one-ok-rock-challenge.html' title='25 days ONE OK ROCK challenge'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEACRHkzfyp7ImA9WhRaGU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-4149494616156471790</id><published>2012-02-22T21:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-02-22T21:59:25.787+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-02-22T21:59:25.787+07:00</app:edited><title>Temporarily at Home...</title><content type='html'>Haloo, gw bisa ngepost dong.. *terus kenapa*&lt;div&gt;
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Setelah beberapa hari nggak nyentuh laptop, akhirnya malem ini kesampean juga. Gw baru balik dari RS, bukan karena nggak mau nginep di sana, tapi emang ga ada tempat bermalam... gw diusir-usir sama satpam rempong yg ngerjain gw malem-malem keliling nyari tempat buat tidur. Jahat banget yah mereka menganiaya seorang gadis lugu nan unyu ini. Tapi ya sudahlah, semoga mereka dapat balesannya kelak, amin.&lt;/div&gt;
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Hmm.. gw pengen nge-post tentang kondisi bokap gw yang udah 5 hari dirawat di RS. Setelah 2 hari dirawat di IGD, akhirnya hari senin kemaren bokap dapet kamar untuk rawat inap. Kamar kelas 3 yang berisi 6 orang pasien, semua pasien sakitnya diabetes, klo bokap plus jantung. Anyway sebelumnya, gw ngepost di blog karena lumayan banyak orang yang nanya tentang kondisi bokap. Gw ga mungkin ngejelasin satu-persatu, dan gw juga ga mau keabisan air mata. Gw emang ga bisa tahan air mata gw setiap gw inget apa penjelasan dokter tadi.&lt;/div&gt;
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Jadi bokap sebenernya sakitnya udah komplikasi, mulai dari diabetes, jantungnya yg lemah (dinding jantung sama katup yang lemah), paru-paru bengkak (terlalu banyak cairan), hati, kerusakan ginjal (belum tau berapa persen sisa kekuatan ginjal), sama infeksi di kaki (ga sampe amputasi). Tadi dokter bilang, yang paling urgent itu jantung dan ginjalnya. Bahkan untuk jantungnya udah sampai stadium 3 (paling tinggi 4). Kalo untuk ginjal, bokap musti jaga cairan yg masuk ke dalam tubuh... kemungkinan terburuk adalah... ya, bokap musti cuci darah.. but, bokap bukan orang yang cukup "nerimo" dengan kondisi yang ada, jadi sebenernya di bagian inilah sebenar-benarnya perjuangan nyokap buat tenangin bokap. Dan... itu cukup berat, kalo kalian pingin tau.. :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Setelah gw sama nyokap dengerin penjelasan dokter, gw shock, down, yah campur aduk lah rasanya. Gw diambang batas antara optimis dan pesimis. Tapi gw tau dokter-dokter dan suster-suster udah berusaha semaksimal mungkin untuk memberi yang terbaik. Tetep hasilnya kita serahin sama Yang Kuasa. Sabar, berusaha, dan berdoa yang bisa dilakuin sekarang.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Btw, kemaren gw nulis sesuatu di buku tulis. Hahaha ini akibat dari tangan gw yang gatel pengen curhat dan emang gw nya lagi nggak bisa tidur -_-''&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Ketika lorong bermesin ini membangkitkan imajinasi terindahku&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Konbanwa...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Gw ga tau sekarang udah jam berapa...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Coz hp gw lagi dicas di kamar bokap...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Yeah, gw ga bisa nge-cas hp lagi... ruang tunggu gw bukan yang di IGD lagi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sekarang gw bakal tidur dan mengisi malam ini di koridor/ lorong departemen radiologi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Apa itu departemen radiologi? Gw juga nggak tau..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sebenernya gw nggak masalah mau tidur dimana, tapi di tempat ini lo bakal denger suara mesin terus menerus, entah itu suara mesin apa. Yah, hampir mirip kayak suara mesin pabrik.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Gw pindah tempat karena kamar bokap udah pindah di rawat inap, so gw ga berhak lagi buat nongkrong di ruang tunggu IGD.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Lho, emang ga ada ruang tunggu khusus keluarga pasien rawat inap? ADA, tapi ga mungkin juga kan nampung semua keluarga pasien, jadi gw disaranin sama satpam buat bermalam di koridor departemen radiologi, dengan catatan, jam5 udah harus beres-beres. Dan... besok gw masih belom tau bakal nunggu dimana sebelum malam tiba. Cemungudh qaqa!!! &amp;lt;-- semangatin diri sendiri :3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;LOL, sebelum gw nulis ini, gw rebahan di tiker sambil pejemin mata sebentar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Dan you know what, gw ngebayangin gw lagi nunggu bareng tomoya di situ. Tomoya duduk di samping gw, dan gw juga duduk sambil nyenderin kepala di bahu tomoya. Kita berdua tidur sambil duduk di depan pintu departemen radiologi! LOL! Awww,, so sweet sekali bukaaaan?? "Nggaaakkkk.." -_-''&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Tapi pas ngebayangin itu gw bukan senyum-senyum sendiri, tanpa sadar air mata gw ngalir dari sudut mata gw. Kenapa ya? Ah, gw kangen pasti sama tomoya. Iya bener, gw emang kangen tomoya :'(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Anyway, ada yang mau ngabadiin imajinasi gw nggak?? Pliss.. itu imajinasi termanis yang pernah gw punya.. :')&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sampe sekarang, setiap gw down, gw selalu membayangkan tomoya ada di samping gw... dan gw selalu berucap, "Alhamdulillah, makasih ya Allah..." Ini bikin gw dapet dorongan semangat yang luar biasa. But tomoya, gw pengen denger permainan drum lo lagi lewat lagu-lagu OOR, tapi gw belom bisa dengerin mp3, harus hemat batre... tapi kangen... *labil*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Sekian dan salam hangat dari lorong departemen radiologi ^_^v&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hmm.. cerita dari mana dulu ya, gw bingung...&lt;/div&gt;
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Cerita tentang proses pembuatan fanfict dulu deh.&lt;/div&gt;
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Akhirnya semua part fan-fiction gw udah di-publish di blog gw. Sebelumnya, makasih banyak buat yang baca dan kasih komentar. Perhatian, kritik, dan saran kalian adalah hal yang berharga buat gw. Iya, fanfict yang gw bikin emang sad story, dan parahnya lagi, gw bikin sad story untuk bias gw sendiri, Tomoya. Sebenernya gw ga ada maksud untuk "tega" ke tomoya. You know lah, gw addicted banget sm tomoya. Ada latar belakang kenapa gw bikin sad ending buat fanfict "AFTER THE SUNSET". Semua fans OOR pasti tau kalo tomoya adalah member yang selalu tampak ceria, bersemangat, dan &lt;strike&gt;mencintai gw&lt;/strike&gt; punya senyum yang bikin hati gregetan. Dari sini, sebulan yang lalu, gw punya ide untuk nampilin sisi lain dari tomoya. Kita ga pernah tau kan, tomoya pernah sedih nggak ya, atau, tomoya pernah sakit hati nggak ya. Image tomoya yang kawaii dan ceria itu yang bikin ide cerita ini lahir. "Gw pengen bikin sad story untuk tomoya fanfict."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ide muncul sebulan yang lalu? Kok lama banget publish-nya? Kalo ide jalan cerita sih nggak terlalu lama... gw punya cara sendiri nentuin jalan cerita sebelum gw "convert" dalam tulisan yang rapih dan layak publish. Setelah jalan cerita terpikirkan oleh gw, dari awal sampai akhir, jujur, gw ga tega buat nulis cerita itu. Jujur, gw bertanya-tanya "Gw jahat ga sih, bikin fanfict kayak gini." Meski namanya cuma "fanfict", tetep aja gw ngerasa kalo gw itu tega banget. Gw berkali-kali curhat sama &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ichigo_belmont" target="_blank"&gt;@ichigo_belmont&lt;/a&gt; tentang fanfict gw, dan gw cuma bisa bilang "Nggak tega.. T.T"&lt;/div&gt;
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Yah, butuh pemikiran panjang, dan penataan hati yang melelahkan untuk menyelesaikan fanfict ini. Yang paling lama itu, mantepin hati dan "so sorry" buat tomoya. Lebay yah? Maaf, gw cuma terlalu jujur. Malah sekarang gw jadi merasa kalo gw tau banget tentang tomoya... lol XD Sampe sekarang pun gw ga tega ganti senyum yang mencerahkan di wajah tomoya itu jadi air mata kepedihan... aah, rasanya pengen ngapus fanfict gw aja!! Yeah, you know.... gw nggak tega.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sudah yah tentang fanfict nya.. ^_^v&lt;/div&gt;
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Abis maghrib tadi, gw berencana buat baca-baca diary OOR dari awal, ya karena lagi pengen baca aja. As usual, gw senyum-senyum sendiri baca entri-entri nya, apalagi yang nulis tomoya, berasa dia lagi cerita langsung ke gw. Selain itu, gw juga ngerasa laper pas baca diary. Kenapa? Soalnya banyak banget postingan tentang ramen -_-'' Kerjaannya tomoya yang emang ramen boy banget. Kemana-mana bawaannya pengen makan ramen, difoto, ditaro diary, terus cerita deh. Tapi dari postingan-postingan itu gw rada taulah tomoya itu kayak gimana (sotoy tingkat kecamatan). Ada postingan yang bikin gw khawatir sama kesehatan dia "Hatiku sangat lemah untuk meminum alkohol", tapi dia tetep aja minum, ngerokok pula. Ada postingan yang bikin gw inget kekonyolan gw beberapa hari yang lalu "Sariawan ini membuatku sakit untuk menikmati makanan. Cry." Kekonyolan gw? Nggak usah diceritain lah XD Ada juga postingan yang bikin gw bilang "wow", "muscle training" "strength training" "30km running". Pantes badan dia "tebal" yah dan "wow".&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Mbak rini, ayah lagi di IGD Cipto, belum dapat kamar, ada 20 orang. Mbak solat ya atau doakan, mumpung ayah mau dirawat. Malam ini kakinya mau dibersihin di ruang operasi karena sudah infeksi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Rasanya kayak ditinju... you can read this post title dan itu yang emang gw rasain sampe sekarang. Gw panik, gw kaget, gw bingung, dan gw nangis. Gw pengen pulang malem ini juga, tapi gw ga bisa, akomodasi ga memungkinkan. Semakin bingung dan semakin panik.&lt;/div&gt;
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Akhirnya gw melampiaskan "need a hug" feeling gw di twitter, dan thank you so much buat temen-temen twitter yang respon tweet gw (&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/OORfu" target="_blank"&gt;@OORfu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/saku_ryan" target="_blank"&gt;@saku_ryan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/nurhaa" target="_blank"&gt;@nurhaa&lt;/a&gt;), sama temen chatting setia gw (&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ichigo_belmont" target="_blank"&gt;@ichigo_belmont&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;), temen FB gw (&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/hoshikuzu06" target="_blank"&gt;Shizu&lt;/a&gt;). Jujur, gw terharu banget sama respon mereka. You know what, gw ga pernah tatap muka dengan mereka. Dapet support sebanyak ini bikin gw jadi berfikiran positif tentang problem gw. Gw mencoba senyum lagi dan nggak nangis, meski bukan berarti gw recovered 100%, tapi kalian semua bikin gw sadar kita nggak cuma temenan lewat monitor. Support kalian berasa banget sampe di hati gw. Thank you so much... bahkan sampe 1000 kali gw ngucapin terima kasih ga akan bisa gantiin kebaikan kalian.... T.T&lt;/div&gt;
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Kok lagi sedih malah online terus cerita-cerita di twitter? sempet chattingan pula!&lt;/div&gt;
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The reason is simple, because I have good friends on the internet... and I need them to support me.&lt;/div&gt;
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Ohiya, jadi inget kemaren gw main ke kostan temen, dan dapet "hadiah"... jadi makasih juga yah buat &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/arynurhusna" target="_blank"&gt;Una&lt;/a&gt; sama &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/dian.furaidah" target="_blank"&gt;Dian&lt;/a&gt; yang udah ngebikin gw pulang kayak abis dari kelurahan. Ukhuwah emang ga kenal waktu... love you more!&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304425052075384458-5657321752614078738?l=nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/5657321752614078738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/02/got-punch-in-my-heart-and-it-lowers-my.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/5657321752614078738?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/5657321752614078738?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/02/got-punch-in-my-heart-and-it-lowers-my.html' title='Got a punch in my heart and it lowers my power'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mcXPqo6RBvU/Tz6DyE4w94I/AAAAAAAABCg/sLN7-IpJdZI/s72-c/390081_270075226389961_151793498218135_800019_425388629_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0UFQ3s8cSp7ImA9WhRaFEs.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-8578503607116717089</id><published>2012-02-17T16:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T16:00:12.579+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-02-17T16:00:12.579+07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one ok rock'/><title>AFTER THE SUNSET (Final Part)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lagi-lagi pantai ini yang menjadi tujuan Tomoya. Namun, kali ini tidak ada
tawa dan canda dari Keiko. Ia hanya sendiri yang menikmati laut dan matahari di
sore hari. Seketika memori tentang Keiko kembali dalam otaknya, se-detail
mungkin. Ia memegang foto terakhir dari Keiko beserta tulisannya. Dan ia
berjumpa kembali dengan keluarga kecil yang difoto oleh Keiko…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Aku
tidak bisa menggambarkan perasaanku sekarang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sulit
rasanya aku berkata bahwa aku mengagumimu lebih dari apapun.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Rasa
ini tidak pernah hilang sejak kita mulai bersama di brass band&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Aku
menyadari, kamu adalah cinta yang aku impikan, bahkan mungkin sebelum kita
bertemu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Aku
ingin suatu saat kita berdua yang ada di foto ini, tentunya dengan anak kita.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Kau
tahu kan maksudku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Aku selalu mencintaimu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Aku juga mencintaimu sampai kapanpun&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Tomoya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Typewriter'; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya menulisnya, seolah membalas "surat" terakhir dari Keiko. Ia berhasil mengungkapkan perasaan cintanya kepada Keiko, meskipun itu terasa menyakitkan bagi Tomoya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE END.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304425052075384458-8578503607116717089?l=nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/8578503607116717089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/02/after-sunset-final-part.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/8578503607116717089?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/8578503607116717089?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/02/after-sunset-final-part.html' title='AFTER THE SUNSET (Final Part)'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8ERnw5fyp7ImA9WhRaE0U.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-8236354995232565666</id><published>2012-02-16T16:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-02-16T16:00:07.227+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-02-16T16:00:07.227+07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one ok rock'/><title>AFTER THE SUNSET (Part 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ini kenyataan. Tomoya mencoba menerima apa yang ia anggap mimpi terburuk
itu. Ia menghadiri hari pemakaman Keiko dan memberikan penghormatan terakhir
untuk Keiko. Banyak sekali orang yang datang ke rumah Keiko yang kecil namun
terasa hangat. Di ruang tengah, peti mati Keiko diletakkan dan dilengkapi
dengan foto Keiko. Melihat foto Keiko itu, hati Tomoya kembali merasakan
kepedihan yang mendalam. Ia tidak akan bisa melihat senyum itu secara langsung.
Terlebih lagi, ia tidak akan bisa mengatakan perasaannya selama ini kepada
Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ketika Tomoya hendak berjalan keluar rumah, ia dihentikan oleh suara
laki-laki. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Maaf… apakah kau yang bernama Tomoya?” Tanya laki-laki itu dengan nada
yang sangat sopan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya menengok dan hanya bisa mengangguk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Aku Katou.” Katanya sambil memberikan kartu namanya. “Apa kau ada waktu
untuk melihat barang-barang peninggalan Keiko?” Lanjutnya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Eh? Aku?” Tomoya bingung dan ia takut ada salah paham dengan laki-laki
ini. Iya, laki-laki ini pernah disebut Keiko ketika di kedai ramen. Dan Tomoya
berfikir kalau laki-laki ini adalah pacar atau tunangan Keiko.&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Laki-laki ini juga yang Tomoya lihat ketika di rumah sakit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tanpa banyak bertanya, Katou mempersilahkan Tomoya untuk mengikutinya.
Tomoya hanya bisa menurut dan mengikuti Katou dari belakang. Kamar Keiko
terletak di lantai dua. Sebuah tangga kayu menghubungkan lantai bawah dengan
lantai atas. Ketika sampai di anak tangga paling atas, Tomoya memberanikan diri
untuk bertanya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Mengapa aku harus melihatnya? Aku rasa kau lebih pantas untuk melihatnya
dan menyimpannya.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Katou tertawa kecil. “Oh, jangan-jangan kamu menganggap aku adalah pacar
Keiko. Aku sepupu Keiko, bukan pacarnya,” Katou menjelaskan sambil melanjutkan
perjalanannya ke kamar Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sejujurnya Tomoya merasakan kelegaan mendengar penjelasan itu, namun rasa
perih itu tetap ada dan mendominasi ruang hatinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Kamar yang sangat sederhana dan identik dengan perempuan. Kamar berukuran
4x4 meter dengan dua jendela besar di sisi kanan, cat dinding berwarna putih,
dan lantai kayu. Satu ranjang kecil memenuhi pojok kanan kamar, di sebelahnya
ada meja tulis. Meja tulis itu berantakan, penuh dengan buku, kertas-kertas,
dan sebuah laptop. Sebuah lemari di depan pintu masuk, meja rias, dan buffet
kecil juga menghiasi kamar Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Namun bukan itu yang membuat Tomoya tercengang saat memasuki kamar Keiko.
Ia terdiam melihat dinding dekat meja tulis Keiko yang penuh dengan fotonya.
Bahkan ada foto-foto mereka ketika masih sekolah dulu, saat mereka di brass
band, makan di kedai ramen, atau hanya jepretan iseng saja. Tidak hanya itu,
foto-fotonya ketika ia bermain drum bersama band, saat konser, Keiko juga
menempelkannya di dinding. Entah dari mana Keiko mendapatkan semua itu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Ada beberapa surat yang tidak pernah ia kirimkan untukmu.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Katou menunjukkan beberapa lembar surat yang dia ambil dari laci meja. Tomoya
mengambil surat itu dan mulai membacanya satu persatu.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nee Tomoya, kapan
kau akan kembali ke Hyogo?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku kangen sekaliii
&amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku ingin datang ke
konsermu sekaliiiii saja. Tapi Tokyo itu jauh…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dan masih banyak lagi…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Isi surat itu sedikit-sedikit, seperti diari. Tentu saja Keiko tidak akan
mengirimkannya, mungkin Keiko pikir itu akan sangat konyol. Ketika Tomoya
menelaah kembali meja tulis Keiko, ia menemukan sebuah kotak. Ia membukanya dan
ternyata kotak itu berisi tiket-tiket konser band nya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Keiko sangat aneh. Ia tetap ingin membeli tiket konser meskipun ia tidak
bisa pergi. Dia bilang, tidak apa-apa asalkan dia punya tiketnya.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya tahu, Keiko memang sulit ditebak. Orang-orang di sekitarnya hanya
bisa meng-iya-kan apa yang diinginkannya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Keiko sering bercerita tentang dirimu setiap saat dengan penuh semangat.
Aku merasa seolah-olah ia mendapatkan dorongan semangat darimu. Aku pikir ia
sangat mengagumimu lebih dari apapun. Maka dari itu, aku sangat senang bertemu
dengan seseorang yang telah membuatnya bahagia.” Jelas Katou.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Tapi… aku sama sekali tidak pernah tahu tentang hal ini. Apalagi kita
sudah lama tidak bertemu setelah lulus sekolah.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Aku juga merasa aneh dengan sikapnya, tetapi begitulah ia. Aku tahu, Keiko
sangat mencintaimu. Oh iya, ini adalah foto terakhir yang aku cetak untuknya.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Katou menyerahkan selembar foto kepada Tomoya. Tomoya merasa ada sesuatu
yang dia ingat dalam foto itu. Ya, foto itu adalah foto keluarga kecil yang
Keiko lihat di pantai saat Tomoya memberikan tiket konser. Ini adalah foto
terakhir Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Di belakang foto itu ada tulisan terakhir dari Keiko untukmu.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya membalik foto itu dan membaca tulisan Keiko dengan seksama. Kemudian
tubuhnya lemas terduduk di ranjang Keiko, tangannya bergetar, air matanya tidak
terbendung lagi, dan Tomoya menangis menahan perih dalam hatinya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Tadi pagi subuh-subuh gw membabibuta nulis feeling gw buat Tomoya... awalnya gw mau nyeritain detail dan nge-post isinya ke post ini, tapi gw urungkan, takut jadi kontroversi lol XD tapi kalo penasaran, gw bisa kasih tahu isi ocehan-ocehan gw di kertas itu, tentu aja nggak lewat blog, tapi lewat jalan lain (._.)v&lt;/div&gt;
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Maaf ya kalo nggak penting, lagian gw juga ga penting kan... lol XD&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko bersiap diri untuk berangkat menuju ke Tokyo. Hari ini adalah hari
yang sangat ia tunggu karena ia akan bertemu Tomoya lagi. Meskipun ia hanya
memakai baju yang casual, tapi Keiko terlihat cantik. Apalagi rambutnya yang
terurai panjang membuat ia berbeda dengan Keiko yang dulu. Setelah ia merapikan
rambutnya, ia berpamitan dengan orang tuanya dan pergi dengan hati yang
bahagia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ia berjalan menuju halte bis yang berangkat ke stasiun. Keiko sengaja pergi
lebih awal untuk mengantisipasi hal-hal yang tidak terduga di jalan. Halte yang
lumayan jauh dari rumahnya membuat ia ingin melewati suatu tempat konstruksi yang
akan dibangun sebuah gedung. Keiko tahu jika ia melewati tempat ini, ia akan
cepat sampai ke halte. Keiko mengendap-ngendap masuk ke tempat yang dihalangi
oleh pembatas pagar yang cukup tinggi. Ia tidak ingin diketahui oleh pekerja
bangunan yang ada disitu. Jika ketahuan ia akan diusir dari situ. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Di tempat ini banyak sekali bahan-bahan bangunan yang tergeletak. Para
pekerja sibuk mengangkutnya kesana kemari. Begitu pula pekerja-pekerja yang ada
di atas gedung yang belum jadi 100%. Bangunan yang sudah sampai 3 tingkat ini,
nampaknya akan dibangun menjadi apartemen. Ketika Keiko berjalan melewati
tempat ini, tanpa sadar, ada tiang besar jatuh dari atas, dari lantai tiga.
Tiang besi ini jatuh tepat di kepala Keiko. Keiko tersungkur, dan kepalanya
mengeluarkan darah yang cukup banyak. Dengan sigap, para pekerja membawanya ke
rumah sakit. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Di tempat konser, Tomoya tampak tidak tenang. Meskipun ia sudah menyuruh
Keiko untuk mendatanginya langsung ke members’ room sesudah konser selesai, ia
khawatir jika ia tidak bisa bertemu dengan Keiko. Dan konser itu pun terlaksana
dengan meriah…. Tetapi Keiko tidak hadir dalam kemeriahan itu…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya yang menunggu Keiko di members’ room tidak merasakan kehadiran
Keiko. Ia memutuskan untuk pergi ke Hyogo keesokan harinya. Tomoya tetap
berusaha untuk tenang meskipun dalam hatinya ia merasakan kekhawatiran yang
amat sangat. Tanpa pikir panjang, Tomoya langsung mendatangi kedai ramen milik
paman angkat Keiko. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Paman angkat Keiko cukup terkejut melihat kedatangan Tomoya. Ia berfikir
bahwa Tomoya pasti belum mengetahui kondisi Keiko. Kemudian ia menceritakan apa
yang terjadi dengan Keiko kemarin.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Keiko mengalami kecelakaan. Kepalanya tertimpa tiang besi ketika ia menuju
halte bis.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya tidak membalas penjelasan dari paman angkat Keiko. Ia langsung
bergegas lari setelah mengetahui dimana Keiko berada. Hati Tomoya terasa perih
dan ia merasa sangat ketakutan. Ia tidak ingin berfikiran buruk, namun ia
sangat takut kehilangan Keiko. Tomoya berusaha secepat mungkin pergi ke rumah
sakit dan mencari ruangan tempat Keiko dirawat. Ia sempat putus asa karena
tidak menemukan ruangan yang disebutkan oleh suster di rumah sakit itu. Dan
akhirnya, ia melihat Keiko… melalui sebuah kaca besar… Keiko terbaring di atas
ranjang… Ruangan itu ruang ICU dan dokter sedang terlihat cemas… Tak lama
kemudian, Tomoya melihat orang-orang di sekitar ranjang Keiko menangis, lalu
suster yang ada dalam ruangan itu menarik selimut putih tipis untuk menutupi
wajah Keiko. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko meninggal dunia…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya tidak bisa berkata apa-apa. Ia hanya merasakan perih yang
berkali-kali lipat, bahkan lebih perih ketika ia tahu Keiko tidak menemuinya
setelah konser kemarin. Sekarang ia tahu bahwa ia tidak akan pernah bisa
berkata apapun kepada Keiko dan melihat senyum Keiko. Tomoya duduk lemas di
lantai depan ruangan itu, pandangannya kosong, bibirnya kaku, merasa bahwa ini
hanya mimpi buruk dan ingin cepat-cepat bangun. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dalam kebisuan itu, Tomoya melihat satu-persatu orang yang tadi ada di
sekeliling Keiko keluar dari ruangan ICU. Ia melihat ibunya, ayahnya, adiknya
Keiko, dan…. ada satu orang laki-laki lagi di sana. Laki-laki yang terlihat
dewasa dan gagah ini mencoba menenangkan keluarga Keiko. Tomoya ingin
menghampiri mereka namun ia mengurungkan niatnya. Tomoya pergi, menjauh dari
ruangan itu, berharap ini adalah mimpi terburuk yang pernah ia dapatkan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;Pantai ini tidak berubah sejak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt; tahun yang lalu, tetap indah dan hangat. Sore ini Keiko
dan Tomoya berjanji untuk bertemu. Setelah pertemuan mereka di kedai ramen,
Tomoya yang memang sengaja mengisi waktu kosongnya untuk pulang ke Hyogo,
mengajak Keiko untuk bertemu kembali. Entah apa yang membuat Tomoya ingin
kembali ke pantai itu, namun ia merasa kalau tempat ini adalah tempat kenangannya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Maaf, aku terlambat!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko datang menghampiri Tomoya yang sedang duduk dan menatap ke laut.
Tomoya seketika mengalihkan pandangannya ke arah Keiko yang berlari
tergesa-gesa saat ia mendengar suara Keiko. Tanpa beranjak dari posisinya,
Tomoya mengangguk, memberi isyarat, “It’s ok”. Keiko langsung duduk di samping
Tomoya dan mengatur nafasnya yang tersengal-sengal.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Aaaah, tempat ini benar-benar tidak berubah ya…” Keiko menaikkan kedua
lengannya ke atas sambil menghembuskan nafasnya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Ya. Kau benar..” Jawab Tomoya dengan gaya cool nya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Di dalam hati, Keiko bingung untuk memulai pembicaraan. Ini tidak sama saat
di kedai. Ini waktu yang lebih dan lebih istimewa baginya. &amp;nbsp;Keiko diam dan menata kata-kata dalam hati
untuk mengatakan sesuatu pada Tomoya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Kau tahu. Aku sangat merindukanmu…”
ucap Keiko dengan jelas dan lancar. “Aku senang kau kembali, meskipun tidak
lama.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Apa kau menungguku?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko tidak bisa menjawab pertanyaan ini dengan jujur. “Aku tidak tahu.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya mengambil sesuatu dari kantong celananya. Ia mengambil selembar
kertas dengan berbagai tulisan dan beberapa gambar di dalamnya. Kertas itu ia
tunjukkan di depan Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Minggu depan aku mengadakan konser di Tokyo. Kau harus datang,” kata
Tomoya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Ah, jadi tiket itu untukku?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Iya. Tapi tidak semudah itu kau mendapatkannya.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Eh?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya langsung bangkit dari posisinya. Kemudian ia berlari kecil ke arah
utara. Keiko yang kebingungan langsung ikut berdiri dan mengikuti Tomoya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Hey, apa aku harus mengejarmu?” Tanya Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Tentu saja!!” Tomoya melambai-lambaikan tiketnya ke arah Keiko. Keiko
sedikit kesal tetapi dalam hatinya ia sangat bahagia tidak terkira. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Saat Keiko sedang berusaha mengejar Tomoya yang sesekali menggodanya dari
kejauhan, ia tiba-tiba berhenti. Ia melihat seorang pria, wanita, dan anak
kecil tengah bermain istana pasir bersama. Ya, mereka adalah keluarga kecil
yang mengisi waktu sorenya di pantai. Sungguh mengasyikkan, pikir Keiko. Keiko
tersenyum melihat tingkah anak kecil yang sangat manja kepada ayahnya. Keiko
mengambil ponselnya dari dalam tas kecilnya, dan mengabadikan kebahagiaan
keluarga itu dalam foto digital.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya memperhatikan apa yang dilakukan Keiko dari kejauhan. Ia memanggil
Keiko dan memutuskan untuk menghentikan berlari.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya menghampiri Keiko dan bertanya, “Apa yang kau lakukan?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Tidak ada,” Keiko memasukkan ponselnya ke dalam tasnya tanpa memberi tahu
apa yang ia lakukan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tanpa pikir panjang, Keiko langsung menyabet tiket yang ada di tangan
Tomoya. Keiko berhasil mendapatkan tiketnya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Ahh, kau curang! Hahaha!” Tomoya menyadari kelicikan Keiko dan tertawa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko juga ikut menertawakan diri sendiri. “Aku pasti datang ke konsermu.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Ya! Ada sesuatu yang ingin aku katakan padamu setelah konser selesai. Jadi
aku harap kau benar-benar datang.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Siap!!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dan dalam hati, Keiko bertanya-tanya tentang apa yang akan Tomoya katakan
nanti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304425052075384458-4436357899865712315?l=nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/feeds/4436357899865712315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/02/after-sunset-part-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/4436357899865712315?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304425052075384458/posts/default/4436357899865712315?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nurida-ekarini.blogspot.com/2012/02/after-sunset-part-3.html' title='AFTER THE SUNSET (Part 3)'/><author><name>ansaizunui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14703903290715787604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ARNzn0rBhrE/T3rMLLh3svI/AAAAAAAABKA/aNqAN0F5X3s/s220/unyu.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUEESXc8cCp7ImA9WhRaEU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304425052075384458.post-7103245662153250747</id><published>2012-02-13T16:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T16:00:08.978+07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2012-02-13T16:00:08.978+07:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one ok rock'/><title>AFTER THE SUNSET (Part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt; tahun yang lalu…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Di dalam sebuah ruangan kelas berisi banyak murid kelas dua yang sedang
memegang alat musik. Murid-murid ini tergabung dalam sebuah brass band sekolah
dan sedang berlatih untuk mengisi pertandingan baseball di sekolah. Meski sudah
kelas dua, ini adalah kali pertama mereka bermain di acara tahunan sekolah.
Keiko tergabung dalam brass band.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko sedang menyesuaikan nada dari alat musik trompet yang dipegangnya. Ketika
ia sedang asik memainkan nada-nada, temannya masuk ke dalam kelas dan terlihat
panik.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Gawat, salah satu personil di grup perkusi mengalami kecelakaan dan ia
tidak mungkin bisa ikut latihan hingga hari H!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Seketika murid-murid jadi ikut panik. Dalam 2 minggu ke depan brass band
harus sudah siap tampil. Di tengah kepanikan teman-temannya, Keiko mencoba
menenangkan mereka dengan berkata, “Kita harus cari penggantinya.” Ya, ini
bukan hal yang bisa membuat teman-temannya tenang. Keiko segera bangkit dari
kursinya, beranjak dari ruangan dan menuju ke ruangan lain. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko melihat murid pria yang sedang sendiri membaca komik di kelasnya.
Ketika itu memang sudah waktunya sekolah usai dan murid pria ini masih berada
dalam kelas. Dengan pikiran yang juga agak kalut, Keiko menghampiri murid pria
itu. Murid pria itu adalah Tomoya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Hey,” panggil Keiko dari dekat dan Tomoya menatap Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Ayo ikut bermain dengan kami,” Keiko menyodorkan sepasang stik perkusi
yang dibawanya dari ruang musik. “Mainkan perkusi untuk brass band sekolah.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Tomoya yang masih mencerna perkataan Keiko hanya diam. Namun Keiko langsung
menarik tangannya dan menuju ke ruang musik bersama dengan Tomoya. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sesampainya di ruang musik, Keiko mengantarkan Tomoya ke arah snare drum
dan memberikan stik drum kepada Tomoya. Tanpa basa-basi, Keiko berkata, “Ayo
kita latihan,” dan tersenyum, lalu kembali ke posisinya sambil mengambil trompet
yang ia letakkan di kursinya. Kemudian mereka melakukan latihan sesuai dengan
instruksi. Tomoya juga tidak terlihat kesulitan berada di posisinya. Latihan
pun berjalan lancar hingga petang. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dengan berbekal latihan yang intensif, kelompok brass band sekolah dapat
mengiringi kemenangan tim baseball sekolah mereka. Tidak hanya itu, selama
latihan berlangsung, Keiko dan Tomoya semakin dekat, karena dalam kelompok
brass band, hanya mereka berdua yang satu kelas. Setiap selesai jam sekolah,
mereka selalu bersama ke ruangan musik dan saling berbagi cerita apapun. Bahkan
mereka menjadi lebih mengenal satu sama lain, dalam hal sekolah, brass band,
maupun pribadi. Tomoya pun kaget ketika ia mengetahui bahwa Keiko ahli dalam
memperbaiki drum kit yang rusak. Ia melihatnya sendiri ketika Keiko menawarkan
diri untuk memperbaiki snare drum nya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Aku tidak pernah menyangka kalau kau bisa memperbaikinya.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 115%;"&gt;“Sebenarnya aku sangat menyukai perkusi, tapi jika aku bermain perkusi, aku
tidak akan terlihat kawaii.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Kalimat candaan Keiko kepada Tomoya memecah suasana. Kedekatan mereka telah
menimbulkan perasaan yang lain. Tidak hanya perasaan sayang untuk seorang
teman, tapi juga cinta. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Kebersamaan mereka berlanjut tanpa adanya pengakuan cinta. Hingga akhirnya
mereka menyelesaikan sekolah dan lanjut ke universitas. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko dan Tomoya menyempatkan diri untuk pergi ke pantai di sore hari.
Mereka berjalan menyusuri pantai. Kaki mereka dihempas ombak yang berdatangan
berulang-ulang. Lima menit, sepuluh menit, mereka hanya diam. Tomoya berjalan
di depan Keiko dan Keiko menyamakan langkah kaki Tomoya dari belakang. Mereka
menjinjing alas kakinya masing-masing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Langit jingga sore itu sebenarnya menggambarkan suasana romantis, apalagi ditambah
dengan burung-burung laut yang mengisi keheningan mereka berdua. Keiko merasa
bahwa sekarang mungkin adalah waktu yang tepat untuk mengungkapkan perasaannya.
Tomoya pun merasakan hal yang sama.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Tomoya… apa kau benar-benar akan pindah ke Tokyo?” Keiko memecah
keheningan yang romantis tapi penuh ketegangan.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Iya. Aku akan meneruskan pendidikan ke sekolah teknik,” jawab Tomoya tanpa
menghentikan langkahnya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Namun, kali ini tidak diikuti oleh langkah Keiko. Keiko berhenti, menatap
Tomoya dari belakang. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Ganbatte ne, Tomoya…” ucap Keiko dengan lembut. Merasa bahwa Keiko tidak
lagi berjalan, Tomoya berhenti dan langsung membalikkan tubuhnya ke arah Keiko.
Tomoya melihat Keiko tersenyum dan ini membuatnya juga tersenyum. Dengan jarak
yang agak jauh, Tomoya pun bertanya pada Keiko tentang rencananya.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Bagaimana denganmu?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Aku akan terus di sini, di Hyogo. Aku tidak akan pergi kemana-mana,” Keiko
menjawab dengan nada yang ‘memaksakan untuk terlihat biasa aja’.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Ganbatte!” Tomoya memberi semangat kepada Keiko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Itu adalah kata terakhir Tomoya untuk Keiko sebelum ia pergi ke Tokyo. Dan…
mereka tidak mengatakan apapun tentang perasaan mereka masing-masing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Keiko sengaja tidak mengantar kepergian Tomoya, tetapi dia malah datang ke
kedai ramen paman angkatnya di hari Tomoya pergi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Kau yakin tidak mengantarnya?” Tanya paman. Keiko menggeleng.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;“Aku tidak ingin melihatnya pergi…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span lang="IN" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be continued....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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