Do Kyungsoo walked in into a café;

Do Kyungsoo walked in into a café; he wanted to buy a coffee on his way home from college. He looked dapper as always,
with a simple light blue shirt.
He stood in line, and when he looked up front, he realized the back of the girl in front of her was familiar to him.
“Bomi…?” he let out the name from his full lips
The girl turned, and looked equally shock as him. “… oh…,” Yoon Bomi stopped. “… Kyungsoo.”
Kyungsoo felt a pinch on his stomach when he heard Bomi call him ‘Kyungsoo’. The last time he saw her, they were also
bumped into each other like this. But the last time, there was Seyeon to melt the silence. Now there were just them. And
for some reason Kyungsoo felt irritated.
“… I heard you didn’t come home the other night,” he said, sounded meaner and more accusing than he intended to.
“You shouldn’t do that and make people worried over you.”
Bomi flinched. She frowned, “I know. I already apologized to Seyeon­ah,” she turned around, clearly annoyed by
Kyungsoo’s nag. “Orange Mmango smoothie,” she ordered to the barista, determined to ignore Kyungsoo.
“Well, she wasn’t the only one who’s worried. Where were you? Were you at your boyfriend’s? Couldn’t you just call
before you play around like that?” Kyungsoo snapped.
Bomi turned to him and glared. “I don’t have a boyfriend. I’m sorry I made you worried. Seyeon won’t call you anymore,”
Bomi said in angry tone. She grabbed her order from the cashier and went to a table near the window, put out her
notebooks and started to read.
Kyungsoo followed Bomi with his eyes and bite his lips. Just what the matter with you? Can’t you asked nicely and tell her that you’re worried? But hey. She doesn’t have a boyfriend. Kyungsoo thought to himself. He moved to the cashier, and
when he saw cakes in the display window, he had an idea. “One caramel macchiato, one black forest, and one cheese
cake, please,” he said to the barista as he opened his wallet.
He took the tray and carried it to Bomi’s table. He put the black forest in front of Bomi, who looked up at him with half
annoyed­half confused look. “I’m bribing you to forgive me,” Kyungsoo said in a low voice. He saw that Bomi eyeing the
black forest, but apparently that’s not enough. “… and you can also taste my cheese cake,” he pushed the cheese cake a
little bit to Bomi.
Bomi stared at the cheese cake, and sighed. “It’s not fair, using my weakness like that,” she muttered.
Kyungsoo smiled and took the seat in front of Bomi. “Studying?” he said as he took a sip of his caramel macchiato.
“Just reviewing my notes…,” Bomi shrugged.
“So, you’re studying Design Interior now.” It’s not a question, more like a statement.
Bomi nodded. “And you’re studying Korea Language & Literature, right? … You always like language…,” Bomi said softly.
A weird silent fell upon them, as the two of them busied themselves drinking their beverages. Bomi started to cut her
black forest. Kyungsoo had his bamby eyes locked on her while she cut the black forest and ate it. Her hair had grown.
the longest that Kyungsoo ever remembered. He suppressed the urge to touch it like he always did, running his finger in
Bomi’s beautiful wavy hair. It felt strange for Kyungsoo. It seemed like just yesterday he saw her in her uniform,
bouncing happily to meet him, and now she’s a lady. She looked mature in her outfit, like a real lady now. It was a
vintage pink blouse, matched with a dark colored skirt.
“… how are you doing?” Kyungsoo finally spoke in a low tone. The question was come from his deepest heart.
Bomi looked up at him, and for a moment they were staring into each other. “Good,” Bomi broke the glance. She couldn’t
stand to stare at those beautiful eyes any longer. Beside, that light blue shirt… It made Kyungsoo’s eyes shine even
more. “… I’m good. Like Seyeon­ah said last time, we lived together now. Sunggyu Oppa calls from time to time, more
than Oemoni.”
Kyungsoo grinned. “Of course, I can imagine it. Hyung must be going mad, his baby sister growing up and leaving home.
Did he cry when you leave?”
“I think he did,” Bomi smiled, remembering her big brother back home.
“It’s nice to know you and Seyeon still being best friend.”
“Well Seyeon’s the best,” Bomi raised her left thumb. “We’re stuck for life.” She reached out to Kyungsoo’s cheesecake
and cut a small piece for herself. “How’s your family, Oppa? … ah.” Bomi startled when she realized she just called
Kyungsoo ‘Oppa’ out of habit.
But Kyungsoo seemed unaffected, as he answered lightly, “Everyone’s fine, Minseok Hyung is busy with his college,
Youjung­ah just has her first crush. She was excited when I told her I met you. She practically begs me to bring you
home, Bbom.”
As soon as he said it, Kyungsoo also startled. He just called Bomi with his nickname for her, Bbom. Now he realized that
Bomi called him oppa earlier. But he carried on as if that didn’t matter to him, and started to enjoy the cheesecake.
“Hmmm. This is good,” he said.
Bomi stared at him for a while, and Kyungsoo stared back. “What?” he asked. “Is there something wrong with my face?”
he started to brush his mouth. His face looked super innocent while doing it.
Bomi smiled a little. “No. Nothing.” And she turned to her black forest.
Kyungsoo stole a glance at her, wondered what’s on her mind.
They continued the conversation, less tense now, mostly talked about their life now, their family, and their friends.
“Oh,” Kyungsoo remembered. “You know, in high school, I joined this band­“
“Hyeongsoonim?” a voice cut him off, and the two of them looked up.
Sehun stood behind Kyungsoo, facing Bomi, in his neat high school uniform; he was holding a paper cup of bubble tea in
his hand.
“Sehun­ssi?” Bomi flustered as she heard Sehun still called her his sister­in­law. “You’re on your way home?”
“Oh? Kyungsoo Hyung! What are you doing? You know Hyeongsoonim?” Sehun looked surprised after he realized Bomi’s
friend was his hyung.
Bomi’s eyes were wide­open. Kyungsoo and Sehun know each other?
Kyungsoo furrowed his eyebrows, confused. “Why do you call her­?” Kyungsoo face changed when his memory kicked in.
Baekhyun’s voice, “Chanyeol just popped someone’s cherry! And he said bye­bye to his purity~”
Jongin asked, “Who’s the girl? Chanyeol has a girlfriend?”
Baekhyun answered him, “Nope! One night stand with a girl from last night’s party.”
Sehun’s voice as he turned his head to Chanyeol in the kitchen. “Why Hyeongsoonim borrow your clothes?”
Kyungsoo froze in his seat. It can’t be... right?
“Sehun!” his friend called. “Are you coming?”
“In a minute!” Sehun answered. “I’m going first. Hyengsoonim, please come and play with us again,” he bowed politely
to Bomi, who bowed back awkwardly. “Hyung, please tell the others I can’t come to Chanyeol Hyung’s later, I have home
works. Bye!” he tapped Kyungsoo’s shoulder and went off.
Bomi felt her heart jumped out when Sehun mentioned Chanyeol’s name to Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo also knows Chanyeol?
Could it be…? It can’t be… right?
Bomi sat uneasily, while Kyungsoo kept his mouth shut, staring at the floor. Bomi leaned over. “Oppa… Could it be… you
know Chanyeol?”
Finally Kyungsoo raised his head, and he stared directly to Bomi’s eyes. His stare was sharp, not showing any emotion,
but his voice was icy cold. His answer made Bomi’s heart dropped to her feet.
“Chanyeol’s my band mate.”

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Apakah Kyungsoo berjalan di dalam kafe, ia ingin membeli kopi dalam perjalanan pulang dari kampus. Dia tampak necis seperti biasa,
dengan kemeja biru muda sederhana.
Dia berdiri dalam antrean, dan ketika ia melihat di depan, ia menyadari belakang gadis di depannya akrab dengannya.
"Bomi ...?" ia membiarkan keluar nama dari bibir penuh
Gadis itu berbalik, dan tampak sama mengejutkan seperti dia. "... Oh ...," Yoon Bomi berhenti. "... Kyungsoo."
Kyungsoo merasa cubitan di perutnya ketika mendengar Bomi memanggilnya 'Kyungsoo'. Terakhir kali ia melihatnya, mereka juga
bertemu satu sama lain seperti ini. Tapi terakhir kali, ada Seyeon mencair keheningan. Sekarang hanya ada mereka. Dan
untuk beberapa alasan Kyungsoo merasa kesal.
"... Aku mendengar kau tidak pulang malam itu," katanya, terdengar jahat dan lebih menuduh daripada ia bermaksud.
"Anda tidak harus melakukan itu dan membuat orang khawatir atas Anda. "
Bomi tersentak. Dia mengerutkan dahi, "Aku tahu. Saya sudah meminta maaf kepada Seyeonah, "dia berbalik, jelas terganggu oleh
nag Kyungsoo itu. "Jeruk Mmango Smoothie," ia memerintahkan untuk barista, bertekad untuk mengabaikan Kyungsoo.
"Yah, dia bukan satu-satunya yang mengkhawatirkan. Di mana kamu? Apakah Anda pada pacar Anda? Bisa tidak Anda hanya memanggil
sebelum Anda bermain-main seperti itu? "bentak Kyungsoo.
Bomi berpaling kepadanya dan melotot. "Saya tidak punya pacar. Maafkan aku membuatmu khawatir. Seyeon tidak akan menghubungi Anda lagi, "
kata Bomi nada marah. Dia meraih pesanannya dari kasir dan pergi ke meja dekat jendela, memadamkan nya
notebook dan mulai membaca.
Kyungsoo diikuti Bomi dengan mata dan menggigit bibirnya. Hanya apa yang terjadi dengan Anda? Tidak bisa Anda bertanya dengan baik dan katakan padanya bahwa Anda khawatir? Tapi hei. Dia tidak punya pacar. Kyungsoo berpikir untuk dirinya sendiri. Dia pindah ke kasir, dan
ketika ia melihat kue di jendela layar, dia punya ide. "Satu macchiato karamel, satu hutan hitam, dan satu keju
kue, silakan, "katanya kepada barista sambil membuka dompetnya.
Dia mengambil nampan dan membawanya ke meja Bomi ini. Dia menempatkan hutan hitam di depan Bomi, yang menatapnya dengan setengah
annoyedhalf tampilan bingung. "Aku menyuap Anda untuk memaafkan saya," kata Kyungsoo dengan suara rendah. Dia melihat bahwa Bomi mengincar
hutan hitam, tapi ternyata itu tidak cukup. "... Dan Anda juga bisa mencicipi saya kue keju," ia mendorong kue keju
sedikit untuk Bomi.
Bomi menatap kue keju, dan mendesah. "Ini tidak adil, menggunakan kelemahan saya seperti itu," gumamnya.
Kyungsoo tersenyum dan duduk di depan Bomi. "Mempelajari?" Katanya sambil meneguk macchiato karamel nya.
"Hanya meninjau catatan saya ...," Bomi mengangkat bahu.
"Jadi, Anda belajar Desain Interior sekarang." Ini bukan pertanyaan, lebih seperti sebuah pernyataan.
Bomi mengangguk. "Dan Anda belajar Bahasa Korea & Sastra, kan? ... Anda selalu seperti bahasa ..., "kata Bomi lembut.
Sebuah aneh diam jatuh atas mereka, sebagai dua dari mereka menyibukkan diri minum minuman mereka. Bomi mulai memotong nya
black forest. Kyungsoo memiliki mata bamby nya terkunci pada saat dia memotong hutan hitam dan memakannya. Rambutnya telah tumbuh.
terpanjang yang pernah diingat Kyungsoo. Dia menekan dorongan untuk menyentuhnya seperti yang selalu dia lakukan, berjalan jarinya di
rambut bergelombang indah Bomi ini. Rasanya aneh untuk Kyungsoo. Sepertinya baru kemarin dia melihatnya di seragamnya,
memantul gembira bertemu dengannya, dan sekarang dia seorang wanita. Dia tampak matang dalam bajunya, seperti seorang wanita yang nyata sekarang. Itu adalah
blus merah muda vintage, cocok dengan rok berwarna gelap.
"... bagaimana kabarmu?" Kyungsoo akhirnya berbicara dengan nada rendah. Pertanyaan itu datang dari hati yang paling dalam.
Bomi menatapnya, dan untuk sesaat mereka menatap satu sama lain. "Baik," Bomi pecah sekilas. Dia tidak bisa
berdiri menatap mata indah lagi. Selain itu, yang biru kemeja cahaya ... Hal itu membuat mata Kyungsoo bersinar bahkan
lebih. "... Saya baik-baik saja. Seperti Seyeonah mengatakan terakhir kali, kami tinggal bersama sekarang. Sunggyu Oppa panggilan dari waktu ke waktu, lebih
dari Oemoni. "
Kyungsoo tersenyum. "Tentu saja, aku bisa membayangkan itu. Hyung harus gila, adik bayinya tumbuh dewasa dan meninggalkan rumah.
Apakah dia menangis ketika Anda meninggalkan? "
"Saya pikir dia lakukan," Bomi tersenyum, mengingat kakaknya pulang.
"Sangat menyenangkan untuk mengetahui Anda dan Seyeon masih sahabat. "
"Yah Seyeon yang terbaik," Bomi mengangkat jempol kirinya. "Kami terjebak untuk hidup." Dia mengulurkan tangan untuk cheesecake Kyungsoo itu
dan memotong sepotong kecil untuk dirinya sendiri. "Bagaimana keluarga Anda, Oppa? ... Ah. "Bomi terkejut ketika dia menyadari dia hanya disebut
keluar Kyungsoo 'Oppa' dari kebiasaan.
Tapi Kyungsoo tampak tidak terpengaruh, karena ia menjawab ringan, "Semua orang baik-baik saja, Minseok Hyung sibuk dengan kuliahnya,
Youjungah hanya naksir pertamanya. Dia sangat senang ketika aku bilang aku bertemu denganmu. Dia praktis memohon saya untuk membawa Anda
pulang, Bbom. "
Begitu dia mengatakan, Kyungsoo juga kaget. Dia hanya disebut Bomi dengan julukan untuknya, Bbom. Sekarang dia menyadari bahwa
Bomi memanggilnya oppa sebelumnya. Tapi dia dibawa seolah-olah itu tidak masalah baginya, dan mulai menikmati cheesecake.
"Hmmm. Ini bagus, "katanya.
Bomi menatapnya sebentar, dan Kyungsoo menatap kembali. "Apa?" Tanyanya. "Apakah ada sesuatu yang salah dengan wajahku?"
ia mulai menyikat mulutnya. Wajahnya tampak super polos saat melakukannya.
Bomi tersenyum kecil. "Tidak. Tidak ada. "Dan dia berbalik ke hutan hitam.
Kyungsoo mencuri pandang padanya, bertanya-tanya apa yang ada di pikirannya.
Mereka melanjutkan percakapan, kurang tegang sekarang, sebagian besar berbicara tentang kehidupan mereka sekarang, keluarga mereka, dan teman-teman mereka.
"Oh, "Kyungsoo ingat. "Kau tahu, di SMA, saya bergabung dengan band ini"
"Hyeongsoonim" suara memotongnya, dan mereka berdua mendongak?.
Sehun berdiri di belakang Kyungsoo, menghadapi Bomi, di rapi seragam SMA-nya, ia memegang cangkir kertas teh gelembung di
tangannya.
"Sehunssi?" Bomi bingung saat ia mendengar Sehun masih memanggilnya sisterinlaw nya. "Anda berada pada jalan pulang?"
"Oh? Kyungsoo Hyung! Apa yang kamu lakukan? Anda tahu Hyeongsoonim? "Sehun tampak terkejut setelah ia menyadari Bomi ini
teman adalah hyung nya.
mata Bomi ini yang wideopen. Kyungsoo dan Sehun saling mengenal?
Kyungsoo berkerut alisnya, bingung. "Mengapa kau memanggilnya?" Wajah Kyungsoo berubah ketika ingatannya menendang.
Suara Baekhyun itu, "Chanyeol hanya muncul cherry seseorang! Dan dia mengatakan byebye kemurnian nya ~ "
Jongin bertanya, "Siapa gadis itu? Chanyeol memiliki pacar? "
Baekhyun menjawab, "Tidak! Satu malam berdiri dengan seorang gadis dari pesta tadi malam. "
Suara Sehun saat ia menoleh ke Chanyeol di dapur. "Mengapa Hyeongsoonim meminjam pakaian Anda?"
Kyungsoo membeku di kursinya. Hal ini tidak bisa ... kan?
"Sehun!" temannya disebut. "Apakah kau datang?"
"Dalam satu menit!" jawab Sehun. "Aku akan pertama. Hyengsoonim, silakan datang dan bermain dengan kami lagi, "ia membungkuk sopan
kepada Bomi, yang membungkuk kembali canggung. "Hyung, tolong katakan yang lain saya tidak bisa datang ke kemudian, saya punya rumah Chanyeol Hyung yang
bekerja. Bye! "Ia menepuk bahu Kyungsoo dan pergi.
Bomi merasa hatinya melompat keluar ketika Sehun disebutkan nama Chanyeol untuk Kyungsoo. Kyungsoo juga tahu Chanyeol?
Mungkinkah ...? Hal ini tidak bisa ... benar?
Bomi duduk gelisah, sementara Kyungsoo menutup mulutnya, menatap lantai. Bomi membungkuk. "Oppa ... Mungkinkah ... Anda
tahu Chanyeol? "
Akhirnya Kyungsoo mengangkat kepalanya, dan ia menatap langsung ke mata Bomi ini. Tatapannya tajam, tidak menunjukkan emosi apapun,
tapi suaranya sedingin es. Jawabannya membuat hati Bomi turun ke kakinya.
"Chanyeol ini pasangan band saya."