Wasurenagus
Part 03's

The woman walked over to me, “It just so happened that we met in front of Brother's grave. Greetings, I am Kirishima Hanako, the twin sister of Kirishima Haruto.” she slightly bent her body.

“I Renata Sanjaya. I am from Indonesia, greetings know.” I slightly bowed my body.

“I already know. Brother already told me.” He put on a meaningful smile. “Ah, call me Hana only yes.”

“Ah, so yes.” I put on a shy smile. I didn't expect Haru-san to tell one of his relatives about me.

“Have finished praying?”

I'm nodding. “Iya.”

“Then, can you wait here for a moment? I want to say hello to Brother for a moment.” Hana-san walked over to the tomb.

I glanced at the bouquet of flowers brought by Hana-san. A big bouquet of beautiful white roses. He put it to the right of my card box. Then he prayed.

I noticed his movements by occasionally looking the other way. Cool, she's not crying at all. It was so different from me that I cried. Hana-san is so calm and graceful.

“Come, Nata.”

“Eh? Where are you going, Hana-san?”

“Restaurant. It's almost night ‘kan? We had dinner together. I bought.” bargain with friendly.

“No need, Hana-san. I went straight to the dormitory. Anu, instead of me not wanting to eat together, I just don't want to trouble.” I try to explain a little nervously.

“It's okay. Let's just say I represent Brother welcoming you here, so I should treat you with specialness. Anyway, today is her birthday. I want us to celebrate together. Although only eating together in restaurants anyway.” Hana-san laughed a little. “I forced you know. Want yes. Yes?”

“Ummm... why..”.

“Already, come with.” Hana-san grabs my left hand and pulls me, “Later to take me to your dorm.”

“Alright if Hana-san says so.”

I finally complied. This time I met someone like this. Though the first time to meet, but his attitude is already aggressive like this. Aggressive in a good sense I mean. I guess Hana-san must have a lot of friends. She is beautiful, graceful, friendly and kind. Could it be that Haru-san during her life was also like her?

“Please go up.”

I was fascinated to see the medium-sized car in maroon. It is not big, but the design is elegant. I was sitting in the passenger seat directly opposite to Hana-san who was sitting on the steering wheel. He started the engine of his car, then we sped out of the cemetery at a moderate pace.

“Hey, Nata. The blue flower... You put it?”

“Iya.” I nodded.

“Include that gift box?”

“Iya.” I nodded again.

“What is it?”

“Kue brown.”

I had a little laugh, “Just a coincidence, Hana-san.”

“Continue saying? Too many coincidences. That's right.” he laughed again, “For me you guys look like destined for each other. I mean, soul mate.”

“Ah, so yes.”

Destined? Why do I feel so sad to hear that?

“Ah, I'm sorry, Nata. Already, don't think about ya.”

I'm nodding.

“Strong yourself. Isn't that what you want? So, smile.”

I sighed then nodded, “Iya, Hana-san.”

“When did you arrive here?”

“Since early January, Hana-san. The 5th of January."

“Wah, it's been here a long time too huh. Any college business? Or work?”

“Lecture. I continue S2 Architecture at Kyoto University.”

“Wah, great. Kyoto University, just like you. The difference is, he's in Management. As for me, at the University of Tokyo. English Literature Department.”

I was more and more amazed with Hana-san. Is Tokyo University the best university in Japan? Incredibly, in addition to her beautiful face and good personality, she also has an intelligent brain. The word ‘perfect’ deserves to be pinned for him. Well, even though I know no human is perfect. Hana-san is already approaching the definition of ‘perfect’ in my opinion.

“That's great, Hana-san. Cool!” pujiku, “My friends in Bandung many who tried to take the entrance exam, but only two people who managed to escape.”

“Thank you. Yeah, I admit the entrance test was incredibly difficult. I used to vomit studying all the grilles.” Hana-san grimaces. “I heard this year even more severe entrance test.”

“Ah, so yes.” I nodded while imagining how great the entrance exam of the University of Tokyo is.

The mood became quiet. I looked straight ahead at the other vehicles passing by. I occasionally glanced at Hana-san who was concentrating on driving.

I watched his face through the reflection of the small mirror above. What a beautiful masterpiece of God. Seen up close like this, the more I was convinced that Hana-san was a beautiful woman. I was lucky to meet someone as beautiful as him. Then I imagined Haru-san who has a face like Hana-san. Oh no, my heart…

“What's up, Nata? Your face is red. You have a fever?” ask Hana-san worried.

“Ah, no really, Hana-san.” I turned my eyes away. Oh my God, what have I done?

“So? Yes already. If you have anything, just tell me.”

“Iya.”

The mood was silent again. It feels like so long. When do we get to our destination?