Papa To Kirana

Chapter 27 Escape

And without my guess. One hard blow flipped in my head. It turned out to be the actions of a fat man who could still rise again.

Reflexes, I loosened my arms and the man squeaked off.

“Come escape!” bring the fat guy.

“T-but.”

“Come, just run away. He's a martial arts whiz.”

I still had a headache trying to reach for the screeching man's helmet.

The man thrashed, then took the helmet off his head. He had keribo hair and had grimaced in pain revealing his messy teeth.

They ride motorcycles and gas as fast as possible.

“WOI, DON'T RUN AWAY, COWARD!”

I ran after the motorcycle, but it was useless. The motor is lost quickly will be swallowed by the earth.

Rama came out of his hiding place behind a big tree. His head looked to the left and right, then breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thank God they're gone.”

“Will I chase them!” seruku who is still angry about to go up to the motorcycle.

“Kak, free. They've gone far. The important Kirana congratulations.”

My eyes were fixed on Kirana who put one finger in her mouth and smiled at me. I returned that funny smile.

“It's just thugs but it's mah jelly,” muttered Rama.

“Where did you get that gun?” my eyes turned to the gun that Rama was still holding.

“Oh, this.” Rama took out a gun from his pants pocket. “It's just a toy.”

“But I heard you fired a shot.”

“Yes, just the sound. But there are no real bullets. Tuh look!”

Rama thrust the toy gun, I don't care about the gun. All I care about is my little Kirana.

I carried Kirana, and I threw the screeching man's helmet at Rama.

“Tuh, new helmet for you.”

Rama stared at the helmet disdain like he saw dirt in his hands. “Ih, don't want to. How about if he has a lot of hair I have, later I can hit.”

Rama shuddered in disgust, then threw the helmet into the trash.

“Hey, instead of your hair there are already lice. Just put that helmet on. So that the lice in your hair have a soul mate.”

“Enak. My hair is free from ticks tofu.”

 ***

Minutes before Kirana was kidnapped.

 

Cindy folded her hands in front of her chest while looking at Rama who looked lethargic. Rama has just declared his love for Shinta for the fifth time. But rejected too.

“Have five semesters and five times have I expressed love... “ Rama mutters to himself. He didn't realize Cindy was watching him.

“But why the answer never changes.” Rama was hysterically screaming.

Cindy grinning while grumbling, “Lebay.”

“At least there was a change from Shinta's answer. From the first he always answered, ‘we better just be friends.’”

Now Rama is crouching beside the baby carriage, ruffling his hair. Kirana who was in the baby carriage was babbling and clapping.

“Kirana, are you glad your Uncle got rejected? If you're big, don't look like your dad who's happy that his brother's heartbroken. Okay?”

Cindy chuckled which made Rama realize there was Cindy who heard his chatter since. Rama was ashamed of himself.

Rama stood up again.

“You're Balin's sister huh? Whose name?”

“Rama, Aunt. Auww.”

Rama is in pain from being pinched by Cindy's arm.

“Don't call me auntie! What kind of aunt am I?” cipir Cindy's.

“Oh yes. Sorry, Granny.”

“What?” cindy

Rama immediately raised his hand, “Iya geez, geez. Sister.”

“Well it dong.”

Cindy and Rama continued chatting with the topic that had gone anywhere. Without them realizing there were two people sitting on a motorcycle stalking them.

The man climbed down from the motorbike, walking along the sidewalk to Cindy and Rama. Pretend to play HP so no one gets suspicious.

While his stocky friend, remains on a motorcycle while watching around.

“Eh, what was his late wife Balin like? I'm curious about the woman who has successfully captured the heart of Balin.”

Rama laughed a little.

 “Oh yes.”

“He-em. His name is Alexa.”

Rama flinched as his hand accidentally patted his pants pocket. She remembers missing her wallet at the cashier's desk while paying for books at Shinta's father's bookstore.

“Kak Cindy, can take care of Kirana for a moment. Just one minute. I want to pick up my wallet that was left behind in the bookstore.”

Cindy nodded.

Rama bowed talking to Kirana, “Kirana wait here same Aunty Cindy huh?  Uncle Rama will take the wallet first. One minute, kok.”

Then Rama ran to the bookstore. At the same time, Cindy's phone rang.

“Iya, Hello.”

Cindy could not hear clearly the voice of the caller who was on the other side because it was defeated by the sound of passing vehicles.

Inevitably Cindy turned her back, looking for a rather quiet place. He forgot Kirana who was in the baby carriage.

The smirky man sneaked closer to Kirana.

While Rama who just one step out of the bookstore door, immediately shouted, “CULIK. THERE'S A KIDNAPPER!”

Immediately the scrappy man ran towards his friend who was ready to drive a motorcycle.

Cindy turned around, her eyes clashing with the kidnapper. Cindy was surprised to not even move.

 

***

 

I listened to Rama's story when we were home.

I snorted when Rama said that Cindy could have prevented the kidnapper from escaping. At least for a moment.

Cindy was silent.

And his panicked attitude seemed to be just a mere act.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

“Log in,” sayku and Rama together.

Then, Alexa's head poked out of the door. He smiled as usual.

“Hai,” sweep.

Then Alexa sat with us on the couch. I've no longer bothered about Alexa getting close to Kirana.

So, I kept quiet as Alexa stuck out her arms to hug Kirana. He put Kirana in his lap.

Then Alexa realized something was wrong with the look on my face and Rama.

“You why? Fight again?”

“So Kirana was kidnapped,” I said directly to the heart of the matter.

“What? Kidnapped?” Alexa flabbergasted, “how can?”

“The story is long,” I replied.

“Kak, I want to give you advice.” Rama took his seat. “Better Brother don't bring Kirana to restaurant again. Especially when the restaurant is crowded.”

“Iya, Balin. I agree with Rama,” added Alexa. “Partially you can take turns keeping Kirana.”

I poked my head, thinking.

I thought about that too. But unfortunately Rama is not becus when looking after Kirana. It was proven just now.

Butbut wait.

The light bulb in my brain lit up instantly. I glanced at Alexa and Rama alternately.

Rama, my sister, I believe she will take good care of Kirana. Only in his execution, he was always careless.

Meanwhile, Alexa, she's good at taking care of babies, but I can't trust her one hundred percent yet.

If these two men join forces, they will become partners in crime. Complement each other.

Alexa and Rama interlock lyrics, look their eyes wondering. Then suddenly I clapped, which Kirana followed.

The baby laughed.

Alexa and Rama are confused.

“Silver is fine? Was the blow to the head so hard that Brother Balin went crazy?”

“What did you say?” seruku glared at Rama.

Rama distanced himself, afraid of getting angry at me.

Traffic questions in my mind. Who was the boss of the two kidnappers?