Papa To Kirana

Chapter 14 About Harsa

I don't know why it feels so exhausting today. Actually I started to feel bothered if I had to hide Kirana's identity continuously. Like today for example.

However, I assure myself that the furore of the news of Indra Irawan's death will surely pass over time. Everyone will forget about the incident and I will be more willing to let Kirana be with others.

I lay down on my bed and opened my phone. I typed Harsa Russell's name in a search engine. There are many people with the same name.

Fortunately, after five minutes of surfing the internet, I found news of Indra Irawan's accident, which included the name of Harsa and contained a photo of the man.

Well met. This is Harsa Russell Indra Irawan's son-in-law. All of Harsa's profile and photos are on my phone screen.

Judging from his picture, I must admit he is indeed a handsome man. Steady body with brown hair and pointed chin.

Karina is captivated by him. He grew up in America, however, when he was twenty years old moved to the country to start a career as a businessman.

Harsa has everything a woman wants from a man. Charming, rich, and powerful face.

I read Harsa's boring biography. No more articles explaining Harsa's life history in detail.

What was Harsa's life like in America? There's not a single piece of information about that. That's right what Cindy said. Harsa is a person who does not like to be highlighted by the media.

Sayup-sayup heard a giggling sound and chattering from outside my room. I was curious and slightly opened the door to be able to peek at the atmosphere in the living room.

It turned out that Kirana was lying on the carpet and Rama pulled the carpet around the room. Kirana's smiling exuberant face showed off her gums that had not been overgrown with teeth.

For a moment I daydreamed. Once again Kirana's last words before she died mengiang in my memory. Never meet the child with his father.

That means Karina knows, Harsa had bad intentions on that innocent little baby.

Could it be that Harsa is currently looking for her son? Planning something to harm his own flesh and blood?

Everyone thinks Karina fell into the sea with her father. And I hope Harsa thinks so too.

“Balin, what are you doing there?” Alexa's voice rattled me from the daydream. He was still in the living room, even standing two meters from my door.

“I?” I stammered. My brain is busy looking for excuses. “I'm about to take Kirana. It's time for her to change diapers.”

“Oh yes.” Alexa then checked the watch that was coiled around her wrist. “It's afternoon. I have other needs too. Then I say yes. ”

“Indeed you should have gone from earlier, smartass woman.” Narrator.

“Tomorrow to come again here, Sister Alexa.” Rama shouted while looking at Alexa's back walking in the yard of the house. Then add in a slow voice, “and don't forget to bring food.”

Alexa shouted back without looking back. Alexa's hair was waving in the wind as the woman walked. I saw him turn and go into his house.

It's time to change diapers and bathe Kirana and give her milk.

From the window of the room, I could see the orange sky in the afternoon slowly changing as the sun set in the western horizon. Street lights began to light up accompanied by moonlight that occasionally hid behind gray clouds.

Kirana hasn't slept yet. So I let him play on my bed with me laying down beside him. One of my feet rested on my knees, I folded my hands and I put them under my head.

I looked up at the night sky through the window. However, it was interrupted by Kirana rolling over and tugging at my shirt.

“What's up, little baby?”

When was the box there?

It must have been Rama who put it when I was in the bathroom. I got up to get the box.

“You want to open this box?”

Kirana replied with an indistinct long chatter.

“OK. Let's see what it is.”

There are toys in the box. I took them out one by one. Pony dolls, Children's story books, rubber balls, and hanging toys.

“Ah, look, Kirana. It can be hung in the crib where you sleep.” I said while lifting the toy up high to show Kirana.

Kirana's eyes sparkled seeing the toy plugged in and swirling in the crib. This opportunity I used to lay Kirana on her bed.

He stuck out his hand wanting to grab the thing that kept spinning and put out the music. However, Kirana started to distract.

From my observation, he seemed bored or either frustrated at not reaching for the toy hanging on it.

So I gave the pink pony doll that Kirana immediately rejected weakly. Then when I held the book, Kirana rambled and her feet kicked at the blanket.

“Kirana would you like to read a book? Okay, papa read it yes.”

The book I took did not contain much writing. The story is simple and short. However, even the adults were amazed by the illustrations in the storybook. The book tells the story of two brothers who camped with their parents.

I occasionally glanced at the tiny baby whose eyes were now half-closed. His breathing is slow and regular.

I fixed the blanket Kirana had kicked and stroked her thin hair. In just a few minutes, Kirana fell asleep.

I was stunned to see Kirana's cute and innocent face. My hand seemed to move itself gently poking her bakpao-like cheek.

Kirana's little lips are tasting. I laugh. Maybe Kirana thinks she's breastfeeding.

Then, the tip of the small lips pulled upwards forming a smile that made my eyes feel hot and shed happy tears.

Is Kirana dreaming? What would a baby as small as Kirana dream of?

“Papa will always be there to protect you, dear Kirana. Sleep well yes. Papa dear Kirana.” I landed a kiss on Kirana's forehead.

Then I turned my walking body to my bed. Just one step, my foot accidentally kicked a pony doll. I grabbed it and remembered the figure of the person who gave the pink doll. Alexa.

Why is that woman always smiling even though I always reply to her with a hostile look? I wish she'd stayed away from me and Kirana. But he's getting closer.

Ah, goddamn. Why am I thinking of something unimportant?

I clucked, slammed the doll on the floor and then dropped into my soft bed. I hope tonight I can sleep well without being disturbed by Kirana at midnight.