N\u00eb nj\u00eb qytet t\u00eb vog\u00ebl pran\u00eb maleve t\u00eb Kiotos, jetonte profesori Kenji Sato.
\nAi jepte m\u00ebsim n\u00eb universitet dhe njihej si nj\u00eb burr\u00eb i qet\u00eb e shum\u00eb i respektuar.
\nKenji jetonte me gruan e tij, Aiko, n\u00eb nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr japoneze.
\nAta ishin martuar prej dymb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vitesh.
\nJeta e tyre dukej e zakonshme.
\nKenji punonte gjat\u00eb gjith\u00eb dit\u00ebs n\u00eb universitet.
\nAiko merrej me sht\u00ebpin\u00eb dhe rrall\u00eb dilte.
\nPor prej disa muajsh, Kenji kishte v\u00ebn\u00eb re di\u00e7ka t\u00eb \u00e7uditshme.
\n\u00c7do m\u00ebngjes, Aiko dilte n\u00eb kopsht me nj\u00eb shport\u00eb t\u00eb madhe.
\nAjo mblidhte gjethet e kalbura q\u00eb kishin r\u00ebn\u00eb nga pem\u00ebt.
\nPastaj i \u00e7onte n\u00eb nj\u00eb cep t\u00eb fsheht\u00eb t\u00eb kopshtit.
\nKenji mendonte se ajo po b\u00ebnte kompost.
\nNuk i kushtoi shum\u00eb r\u00ebnd\u00ebsi.
\nNj\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje, nd\u00ebrsa po kthehej nga universiteti, ai pa Aikon duke dal\u00eb fshehurazi nga sht\u00ebpia.
\nAjo mbante nj\u00eb \u00e7ant\u00eb t\u00eb zez\u00eb n\u00eb dor\u00eb.
\nKenji vendosi ta ndiqte nga larg.
\nAiko kaloi n\u00ebp\u00ebr nj\u00eb rrugic\u00eb t\u00eb ngusht\u00eb.
\nPastaj hyri n\u00eb nj\u00eb pyll t\u00eb vog\u00ebl pas sht\u00ebpive.
\nKenji u fsheh pas nj\u00eb peme.
\nAiko u ul pran\u00eb nj\u00eb grumbulli gjethesh t\u00eb kalbura.
\nAjo hapi \u00e7ant\u00ebn.
\nBrenda kishte zarfe t\u00eb bardha.
\nN\u00eb \u00e7do zarf dukej se kishte para.
\nKenji mbeti i shtangur.
\nAi nuk e kuptonte se \u00e7far\u00eb po ndodhte.
\nAiko vendosi zarfet n\u00ebn gjethe.
\nPastaj u largua pa par\u00eb prapa.
\nKenji priti disa minuta.
\nKur u afrua, pa se nj\u00ebri prej zarfeve kishte nj\u00eb em\u00ebr t\u00eb shkruar mbi t\u00eb.
\nEmri ishte i nj\u00eb studenti t\u00eb universitetit ku ai punonte.
\nKenji u kthye n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi i shqet\u00ebsuar.
\nAt\u00eb nat\u00eb nuk i tha asgj\u00eb Aikos.
\nAi filloi t\u00eb dyshonte se gruaja e tij po i jepte para dikujt.
\nPor pyetja m\u00eb e madhe ishte se nga i merrte ato para.
\nT\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, Kenji kontrolloi llogarin\u00eb e tyre bankare.
\n\u00c7udit\u00ebrisht, mungonin mij\u00ebra jen.
\nAi mendoi se Aiko po i p\u00ebrdorte kursimet e tyre.
\nPor disa dit\u00eb m\u00eb von\u00eb ndodhi di\u00e7ka edhe m\u00eb e \u00e7uditshme.
\nKenji mori nj\u00eb let\u00ebr anonime.
\nN\u00eb let\u00ebr shkruhej vet\u00ebm nj\u00eb fjali.
\n\u201cMos e lejo gruan t\u00ebnde t\u00eb varros\u00eb t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn.\u201d
\nKenji e lexoi disa her\u00eb.
\nN\u00eb fund t\u00eb letr\u00ebs ishte vizatuar nj\u00eb gjethe e zez\u00eb.
\nAt\u00eb mbr\u00ebmje, ai vendosi ta ndiqte p\u00ebrs\u00ebri Aikon.
\nAjo shkoi n\u00eb t\u00eb nj\u00ebjtin pyll.
\nPor k\u00ebt\u00eb her\u00eb nuk ishte vet\u00ebm.
\nNj\u00eb burr\u00eb i panjohur po e priste.
\nKenji nuk mund ta shihte fytyr\u00ebn e tij.
\nBurri i dha Aikos nj\u00eb kuti t\u00eb vog\u00ebl prej druri.
\nAiko e mori dhe filloi t\u00eb qante.
\nKenji d\u00ebgjoi vet\u00ebm disa fjal\u00eb.
\n\u201cDuhet t\u00eb vazhdosh.\u201d
\nPastaj burri u largua.
\nAiko u ul n\u00eb tok\u00eb.
\nAjo hapi kutin\u00eb.
\nBrenda kishte nj\u00eb fotografi t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr.
\nN\u00eb fotografi ishte Kenji.
\nPor fotografia ishte b\u00ebr\u00eb shum\u00eb vite para se ai t\u00eb martohej me Aikon.
\nN\u00eb sfond dukej e nj\u00ebjta sht\u00ebpi ku ata jetonin.
\nKenji u trondit.
\nAi nuk e mbante mend at\u00eb fotografi.
\nKur Aiko u largua, Kenji shkoi te vendi ku kishte qen\u00eb kutia.
\nAi gjeti nj\u00eb cop\u00eb letre t\u00eb lagur.
\nN\u00eb t\u00eb shkruhej nj\u00eb adres\u00eb.
\nAdresa ishte e nj\u00eb tempulli t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr n\u00eb periferi t\u00eb Kiotos.
\nT\u00eb nes\u00ebrmen, Kenji shkoi atje.
\nNj\u00eb prift i moshuar e priti sikur e njihte.
\n\u201cErdhe m\u00eb n\u00eb fund,\u201d i tha ai.
\nKenji e pyeti se \u00e7far\u00eb donte t\u00eb thoshte.
\nPrifti nuk u p\u00ebrgjigj menj\u00ebher\u00eb.
\nAi nxori nj\u00eb dosje t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr.
\nN\u00eb dosje kishte dokumente p\u00ebr familjen e Kenjit.
\nKenji zbuloi se babai i tij kishte pasur nj\u00eb borxh t\u00eb madh.
\nBorxhi lidhej me nj\u00eb grup njer\u00ebzish q\u00eb kishin jetuar pran\u00eb atij pylli.
\nSipas dokumenteve, disa para u ishin premtuar familjeve t\u00eb varfra \u00e7do muaj.
\nPor pagesat kishin ndaluar papritur.
\nKenji nuk e kuptonte pse.
\nPastaj prifti i tregoi nj\u00eb fotografi tjet\u00ebr.
\nN\u00eb t\u00eb ishte babai i Kenjit me nj\u00eb grup njer\u00ebzish.
\nN\u00eb cep t\u00eb fotografis\u00eb q\u00ebndronte nj\u00eb grua e re.
\nIshte n\u00ebna e Aikos.
\nKenji u ngrit n\u00eb k\u00ebmb\u00eb.
\nAi kuptoi se familjet e tyre ishin lidhur shum\u00eb m\u00eb her\u00ebt.
\nPor ende nuk e kuptonte pse Aiko mblidhte gjethet.
\nKur u kthye n\u00eb sht\u00ebpi, e gjeti Aikon n\u00eb kuzhin\u00eb.
\nAjo kishte lot n\u00eb sy.
\nKenji e pyeti drejtp\u00ebrdrejt p\u00ebr parat\u00eb.
\nAiko heshti gjat\u00eb.
\nPastaj tha se nuk mund t\u2019i tregonte t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn.
\nKenji k\u00ebrkoi t\u00eb dinte se kujt po ia jepte parat\u00eb.
\nAiko nuk u p\u00ebrgjigj.
\nAt\u00ebher\u00eb Kenji i tha se e kishte par\u00eb n\u00eb pyll.
\nAiko filloi t\u00eb qante.
\n\u201cUn\u00eb nuk po i mbaj parat\u00eb p\u00ebr vete,\u201d tha ajo.
\nKenji mbeti i heshtur.
\n\u201cPo kujt po ia jep?\u201d pyeti ai.
\nAiko e pa drejt n\u00eb sy.
\n\u201cFamiljeve q\u00eb babai yt i la pa asgj\u00eb.\u201d
\nKenji u habit.
\nPor ende nuk e besonte.
\nAi i tregoi se kishte kontrolluar llogarin\u00eb bankare.
\nAiko u zbeh.
\nPastaj tha di\u00e7ka q\u00eb e b\u00ebri Kenjin t\u00eb ngrinte.
\n\u201cTi nuk ke par\u00eb llogarin\u00eb e v\u00ebrtet\u00eb.\u201d
\nKenji nuk kuptoi.
\nAiko mori nj\u00eb zarf nga nj\u00eb sirtar.
\nBrenda kishte dokumente bankare.
\nEmri i Kenjit ishte aty.
\nPor numri i llogaris\u00eb ishte krejt tjet\u00ebr.
\nAiko i tha se prej vitesh dikush kishte hapur nj\u00eb llogari n\u00eb emrin e tij.
\nDikush po merrte parat\u00eb q\u00eb duhej t\u2019u shkonin familjeve t\u00eb varfra.
\nKenji ndjeu nj\u00eb t\u00eb ftoht\u00eb n\u00eb shpin\u00eb.
\nAi pyeti kush ishte personi.
\nAiko nuk foli.
\nN\u00eb at\u00eb moment, telefoni i Kenjit ra.
\nIshte dekani i universitetit.
\nAi i k\u00ebrkoi t\u00eb vinte menj\u00ebher\u00eb n\u00eb zyr\u00eb.
\nKenji shkoi pa humbur koh\u00eb.
\nKur hyri n\u00eb zyr\u00eb, pa t\u00eb nj\u00ebjt\u00ebn kuti druri q\u00eb kishte par\u00eb n\u00eb pyll.
\nDekani ishte ulur pran\u00eb dritares.
\nAi i tha Kenjit se kishte ardhur koha t\u00eb dinte t\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebn.
\nPastaj vendosi mbi tavolin\u00eb nj\u00eb fotografi.
\nN\u00eb fotografi ishte babai i Kenjit, dekani dhe burri misterioz i pyllit.
\nKenji kuptoi se historia ishte shum\u00eb m\u00eb e madhe nga sa kishte menduar.
\nPor para se dekani t\u00eb fliste, dera u hap.
\nAiko hyri n\u00eb dhom\u00eb.
\nAjo mbante n\u00eb dor\u00eb nj\u00eb grusht me gjethe t\u00eb kalbura.
\nAjo i hodhi mbi tavolin\u00eb.
\nMes gjetheve ra nj\u00eb \u00e7el\u00ebs i vog\u00ebl metalik.
\nKenji e mori \u00e7el\u00ebsin.
\nDekani u ngrit menj\u00ebher\u00eb.
\n\u201cMos e hap at\u00eb der\u00eb,\u201d tha ai.
\nKenji e pa Aikon.
\nAjo vet\u00ebm tundi kok\u00ebn dhe p\u00ebshp\u00ebriti: \u201cTani duhet ta dish.\u201d
\nAt\u00eb nat\u00eb, Kenji kuptoi se gjethet nuk kishin qen\u00eb kurr\u00eb thjesht mbeturina.
\nAto kishin fshehur para, dokumente dhe sekrete p\u00ebr vite me radh\u00eb.
\nDhe \u00e7el\u00ebsi n\u00eb dor\u00ebn e tij ishte vet\u00ebm fillimi i s\u00eb v\u00ebrtet\u00ebs.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
N\u00eb nj\u00eb qytet t\u00eb vog\u00ebl pran\u00eb maleve t\u00eb Kiotos, jetonte profesori Kenji Sato. Ai jepte m\u00ebsim n\u00eb universitet dhe njihej si nj\u00eb burr\u00eb i qet\u00eb e shum\u00eb i respektuar. Kenji jetonte me gruan e tij, Aiko, n\u00eb nj\u00eb sht\u00ebpi t\u00eb vjet\u00ebr japoneze. Ata ishin martuar prej dymb\u00ebdhjet\u00eb vitesh. Jeta e tyre dukej e zakonshme. Kenji […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4132,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-4131","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4131","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4131"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4131\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4133,"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4131\/revisions\/4133"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/4132"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4131"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4131"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fnews06.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4131"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}