Papa To Kirana

Chapter 10 Honest

I elbowed Rama. Blaming my sister for her silly story that made my mother kiss us suspiciously.

I quickly stepped into the new neighbor's house, followed by Rama behind me. When I sneaked into the house next door, my mother was standing in front of the woman I met last night.

The woman was sitting on her soft sofa holding a cell phone. The woman's hair was wet and my nose smelled strawberries. Maybe the woman finished her shower.

A look of confusion was seen on the woman's face. But he kept a friendly smile on all of us.

Even if I were him, I would be angry about entering people's homes without permission. Meanwhile, from where the mother stood, the mother swept her gaze across the corner of the house.

The woman's house is not completely finished. There are still some items and cardboard deliberately stacked in the corner of the living room.

“Oh, this is what is meant to fix?” Mom sneers.

“Mother, let's go home.” I touched my mother's hand to bring her back home. But mom pulled my hand. Things are getting messy. It didn't occur to me that my mother would meet our neighbors in person.

“Wait, all mothers want to give up this baby. His mother's done, it looks like.”

The woman stood up, asking in a polite voice, “Excuse me, if I may know what this problem is?”

“This is your child, isn't it?” ask mom directly to the core of the problem.

From behind the mother's back, Rama signals that the woman will answer the mother's question. However, precisely Rama's actions made the look of confusion on the woman's face more clearly visible.

“Means?”

“Other times don't leave the child to others while you yourself drift by,” Mother's lips.

 Before the matter of asking and the woman got on the blackboard, I hurriedly dragged Mom to leave but Mom once again hit the back of my hand and in fact the woman laughed a little.

“Before, introduce my name Alexa Salma. Mom can call me Alexa, and I'm not married at all. Let alone having children.”

“So, this is not your child?” Mother turned a piercing look at me.

Yeah, I can't avoid it anymore because it's been proven to lie. I'm messing up my hair. Frustrating.

Alexa nodded slowly. “Maybe mother was wrong person.”

I cleared my throat and explained to Alexa that my mother was joking.

The woman who seemed to be one year younger than me was not angry at all because we had interrupted her time. She kept smiling as Rama apologized before I finally brought mother back home.

Mom dropped herself on the living room couch followed by Rama and me. I let Kirana sleep on the sofa next to mom's seat.

I know there's no reason to cover Kirana from mom anymore. Maybe I should tell my mother the truth so she can understand my condition too.

“Jawab be honest with Mom, Balin! Whose baby is this? Why is it in this house?”

“Name as Kirana, Mom. He is my son now,” I said bluntly.

Mom immediately grabbed the black umbrella that had just been placed on the floor. Showering me with his death blow.

This time I held the umbrella with one hand. The aging mother's net is glazed. Sobs I broke can not be dammed anymore.

“Mother, can't you hear my explanation first, then you can beat me.”

“You deserve to be hit. You have tarnished the good name of the family. Even though your father and mother were farmers, we came from a respectable family. You know, your paternal grandfather was a very respected veteran in the village.”

Rama heard that. “Wow. Cool. I just found out I'm a descendant of a veteran. Why is Mom new to the story?”

Neither me nor my mother hanged Rama. Mom and I looked at each other without even glancing the other way.

“You've had an indecent relationship with a woman out of wedlock to produce a baby and you're still asking what's your fault?” Mom hit me.

Then slammed the umbrella onto the floor. “It seems like hitting you with an umbrella is not enough.”

Oh God. I clucked and rubbed my forehead. Like something was tickling my stomach, I held back all my might from my desire to laugh. Really surprised by mom. How could you think that far?

A few minutes passed without anyone daring to say the words, as Mom tried to neutralize her emotions. Rama secretly takes the statue of Mother and settles into the kitchen to hide the mother's umbrella.

“Where is Kirana's mother?”

“His mother died giving birth to Kirana and left it to me.”

“What?” Mom jerks.

“One thing you should know, I'm not Kirana's biological father. Kirana's mother was a friend during my college.”

“Why should you be the one this child left behind? Where's Kirana's father? Is he dead too?” Mom asked impatiently.

“Mother, be patient. Let me tell you everything from the beginning.”

I started the story of who Kirana's mother was and what happened the night Kirana was born. Rama opened his mouth wanting to add a version of his story. But I first stepped on Rama's foot and he was in pain.

That I did so that Rama would no longer worsen the atmosphere because the story told by Rama was always exaggerated.

I continued my story and related it to the accident that happened to Indra Irawan. All that I suspected of Harsa, I spilled on mom.

I glanced at the mother who was now looking at Kirana blankly and I could see a clear circle sliding from the end of my eyes.

The old woman rubbed her cheek. We're speechless. The silent atmosphere returned for a while after I finished telling the story. Until I finally opened my voice.

“Mom can tell this to dad. But I beg only this family to know, because if until the police know Indra Irawan's grandson is with me, my name can be dragged into a suspect accident Indra Irawan.”

“So the police thought your friend Karina Irawan had fallen into the sea with her father's car? Which Karina called you to meet her.”

Mother's voice has softened. Perhaps you could say raucous, which is caused by the mother holding sobs.

I'm nodding. “I'm sorry for lying to mom. This is the reason I stopped working, because I wanted to keep the promise to take care of Kirana with the best.”

“Do you better find a nanny for Kirana, while you can go back to work?”

“For now, I don't want to work in the office and leave Kirana with others I don't know very well. Anyway thanks to Kirana now I dare to plunge into the business world.”

When Rama snorted in annoyance. “Ke mom alone Balin replied well. Back when I asked the same question, Kak Balin answers jutek really.”

Pluks. A small pillow struck Rama's head. We all laughed. But not with the mother who was still down.

“Or mom alone babysit Kirana.” A phrase I never expected Mom would say. I smiled thinly.

“No need, Mom. Just enjoy the old days of Mom and Dad quietly. Kirana is my responsibility and I don't want to trouble Mom.”

“But, Balin, you it doesn't know anything about taking care of the baby.”

“Mother need not worry. Ever since Kirana was born, I have been searching for information about caring for babies on the internet.”

I held the trembling hands of my mother. I looked back at me with pity. Did you feel guilty for beating me?

Mom always hit me if I made a mistake. Until I complained to my father. But instead of defending me, the Father instead explained to me that it was a blow to Mother's love.