Papa To Kirana

Chapter 29 First Date

“Rama where?”

Alexa did not answer, but pointed the camera at a figure lying on his stomach on the living room sofa. A loud snoring sound was clearly heard from there.

Oh God. I told you to keep an eye on Alexa, but my sister slept well.

“Wake him now!”

“Poor, Balin. He looks like he's exhausted.”

“Where is it?”

“Nih, Kirana,” Alexa turns the camera that now shows Kirana who finished eating.

Mouths smudged. Her hair was tied in two, either by who was giving it to her, but Kirana looked cute.

“This is Papa, Kirana,” sound Alexa voice while pointing to the camera screen.

Kirana smiled, and muttered, “papapa... “

Seeing Kirana's face through a video call alone was enough for me to treat longing.

Kirana also seems to be as long as I am. He screamed cheerfully and clapped to see me.

“Alexa.”

“Iya.”

Alexa's face again filled my phone screen which made me suddenly nervous. Then I cleared my throat, to relieve that nervousness.

“As you wish, I will treat you to dinner. Eat this at half-time eight nights.”

Tut's.

I closed the call unilaterally. With my hands trembling slightly, and I put the phone on the table.

 

***

 

At 19:25

I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Rethinking my appearance tonight. I was wearing a black suit that fit perfectly on my body, with a light blue shirt and a matching tie.

I tidied my hair once again which is now shiny thanks to the help of pomade.

Perfect.

I haven't worn a suit since I stopped working.

Not far from me, Kirana sleeps in a crib. I bowed, and kissed her forehead.

Out of the room, I was greeted by Rama who had been standing in front of my room somehow since when.

Rama was grim like a madman.

“Tonight you slept in my room. Take proper care of Kirana.”

“Iya, Brother. Just chill. Kirana must be safe.”

Rama gave his thumb.

“Do not fall asleep again like this afternoon.”

“Iya, yes. Bawel once my brother,” Rama grumbled.

I walked outside the house and turned into Alexa's yard. Knock door.

Soon, the door rattled open and Alexa stepped out. He glued to look at me with amused eyes.

So did I who looked at him from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. I want to scream cursing.

What does Alexa wear to dinner? Sneakers, jeans, plain t-shirts wrapped in parka jackets. His curly hair, he pigtails high.

“Hey, do you want dinner or want to jog?” sindirku with a high tone.

“You alone, want dinner or want a job interview? ” Alexa scanned my appearance while holding back laughter.

I glanced at my clothes again. Is something wrong?

“Hey, I wait ten minutes,” I glanced at the watch that was coiled around my wrist.

“Ten minutes from now, put on your best clothes, and also trim your hair! Otherwise, the dinner is off,” threatened me with anger.

I was made even more furious because Alexa even frowned. Not he immediately obeyed my orders.

“Where are we going? We're just having a regular dinner at your restaurant, right?”

I sighed, “Quickly, don't ask much! Or I'll just say the intention of buying you a meal.”

Alexa frowned, returning to her house with her feet deliberately stomped to the floor.

I waited while leaning my back against the wall. Fold both hands in front of the chest. Time and time again glancing at the watch.

Ten minutes for Alexa had run out, then, there were footsteps from inside the house.

I stood up straight when I saw a foot as beautiful as porcelain wearing high heels stepping out from behind the door. Then my eyes went up.

Alexa looked charming in a plain black dress knee-length, her hands clutch bag, her hair was left untidy and a pair of beautiful shiny earrings hung on her ears.

I was stunned and fascinated by Alexa's appearance.

“We walk now?” alexa asked who seemed to have misbehaved because I stared at her for too long.

“Oh, hmm, yes,” I replied.

While on the way to the destination. My eyes are being pulled by magnets. The magnet is Alexa.

I can't stop glancing at him. I almost forgot to stop at the red light. Good thing Alexa reminded me. Otherwise, I would've been ticketed twice this week.

She was wearing a black dress, but why? Why is she so charming?

My pleasure in looking at Alexa came to a halt when the car behind me honked.

“Balin, let's go fast! The car driver behind us is angry tuh.”

I flinched, it turned out that the green light had turned on and I immediately drove my car back.

We were at Frans' fancy restaurant. A restaurant waitress opened the door for us.

“I have a table reservation. On behalf of Balin Mahendra.”

“Good, Sir. Let's follow me,” said the lady waitress in a friendly manner.

Alexa and I walked in tandem behind the waitress.

From the corner of my eye, I could see the gazes of the men glancing at Alexa with teasing eyes. There were even those who dared to whistle a little while crossing paths with us.

My hands clenched. Wanted to throw a fist at the man. But fortunately, my common sense soon regained control of me.

Then, we stopped at a table that was to my liking. Table with two chairs facing each other, and is in the outdoor area of the restaurant.

There was already a bottle of red wine and two glasses of wine waiting for us on the table

“For his red wine gift from Mr. Frans,” said waitress.

“Mr Frans?” reset Alexa.

“She's my friend.”

From this table, we can see the streets decorated with flickering vehicle lights, the view of tall buildings and the full moon above the sky to complement the beauty of the atmosphere tonight.

I took the initiative to help pull out Alexa's chair as is common in romantic movie scenes.

But Alexa seemed to misunderstand my actions. He instead paused the intention to sit on the chair I pulled out.

“You want to sit in this chair?” Alexa asked. “OK, then I will sit in the other seat again.”

You insensitive girl!

My name is in my heart.

I turned my eyeballs, and dropped myself on the chair I had already pulled. I bent my face in annoyance.

The restaurant preview gave the menu book to both of us which was immediately turned over by Alexa.

It was different from me who left the menu book lying on the table.

I don't have an appetite.

Then Alexa looked up from the menu book, “Balin, what message do you want?”

“Terlarah. Just think with you. You can order anything you want,” I said not excited.

“Serious?” alexa's eyes sparkled with pleasure.

He looked back at the menu once more. I put my back on the back of the chair and looked away.

Inadvertently my eyes were fixed on some male restaurant guests who were sitting quite far away from our table. But I saw them taking turns glancing towards us. In the direction of Alexa.

My hands clenched firmly under the table. Looking full of anger at the hordes of men there.

“We order greek salad and sirloin steak. For steak ripeness, I'm medium.”

“Dan Tuan... “ waitress turns to look at me who is still surly staring into the corner of the restaurant.

“Balin,” call Alexa.

“Medium well,” I replied without looking away.

After the restaurant waitress left, I stared fixedly at Alexa's face. She smiled, and I felt something pumping my chest. Makes my body feel light and want to float.

“Remove your lipstick!”

One second, the face of Alexa immediately changed astonished. Her finger touch her lips.

“Indeed why?”

Wh why? He still asks why? All the men floated seductive glances at him. Did he not realize?

“You look tacky with that makeup,” my lips.

“Cooking anyway?” ask Alexa not to believe it. “But in my opinion, I've been wearing natural makeup.”

“Quick, remove your lipstick!”

I pulled out a piece of tissue, hoping Alexa would pick up the tissue to wipe the lipstick off.

But Alexa smiled, leaning forward.

“Please delete!”