Papa To Kirana

Chapter 34 My Wife

Geck... Geck... Geck...

The front door of my house was knocked by someone. It must be Alexa.

I, who was playing with Kirana in the living room, immediately got up and ran to open the door.

However, I stumbled over the foot of the table and then came the sound of mocking laughter. I looked at the source of the voice. It turned out that Rama was watching me while leaning against the door of his room.

“You to where, Brother. So rushed. Can't wait to see Alexa again huh?”

“Shut up!” I growled while enduring the pain in my legs.

I walked towards the door. When I opened the door, I was glad I wasn't playing.

“Ale... “

One second later, I nodded. Finding the person standing at the door is not Alexa, but a skinny, shabby-clothed boy.

The boy looked at me with a glare.

“Om Rama is there?” ask the boy.

“What's the matter with my sister?”

“I Ujang, Om. The one that was told yesterday by Om Rama to send flowers to a woman named Shinta.”

Then Ujang raised his hand, “And now I want to ask for the payment that has been promised Om Rama.”

I ruffled my waist and shouted, “RAMAAA... “

Without turning around, I knew Rama had gone straight into his room because I heard the sound of a door being shut.

I took a deep breath. Groped my pants pocket to get my wallet, and I took out a red note.

“It. Quick go there!”

I closed the door, but only then did I turn around, the door was knocked again.

Ujang did not move from where he stood, he still raised his hand.

“What?”

“Yesterday Om Rama promise love money two hundred thousand.”

“Jeez, Rama... Ramah.. “

I took out two blue pieces of money and I handed them to Ujang. Before the boy asked again, I immediately closed the door.

Geck... Geck.. Geck..

With all my patience, I opened the door again. My breath was already panting like a raging bull.

“Om, I want the red color ,” said Ujang innocently.

I took another two pieces of fifty thousand from Ujang's hand. Sticking it in front of the snot boy's eyes.

“Listen yes. There are two fifty thousand bills. Fifty plus fifty what's the result?” I said with patience.

Ujang counts with his fingers.

“One Hundred, Om.”

“So these two blue money sheets are the same value as a red one. Understood it? Already there go.”

I returned the money to Ujang and turned the boy over to leave immediately.

The door slammed shut, and I cried out to Rama. His head was poking out behind the door. Smirk as usual.

I scolded Rama all out, but the sound of knocking on the door once again interrupted my conversation with Rama.

“Aparticularly, Ujang?” raukku while opening the door.

It turned out that the figure behind the door was Alexa who jumped because of my screams.

“Alexa? Eh, sorry. I thought it was Ujang.”

Behind my back, Rama held back a choking goat-like laughter. I turned around and punched the stomach of the lawyer's sister in trouble.

 

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“I want to return this,” Alexa handed me my black suit which at dinner time I lent her.

“Have I washed, ironed, used fragrance and perfume too.”

I took the suit, then I threw it at the couch.

My emotions have not subsided due to the problem of the Ujang earlier. Rama was childish once, asking the boy to send flowers. Use a false promise to give money everything again.

“Balin, why was the suit thrown away? I've been working hard so that the suit is slippery and fragrant, but you even throw away at will,” protest Alexa.

“Shut up! That's my suit so it's up to me,” I said.

Alexa frowned, walking closer to Kirana who was playing rubber ball. His mood instantly changed when he was already playing with Kirana. Back to cheer as usual.

Then came the brother of the problem handler from inside the room while chuckling, he was holding a bag, his hands were still holding his stomach. Either because of the pain of my fist earlier or because of the pain of laughing continues.

Rama was about to leave with Doni, but I ignored him.

Go to the ant hole please.

“Throw ball... Throw...” the carefree voice of Alexa play with Kirana.

Kirana stood holding the ball, while Alexa retreated to take some distance. Kirana then throws the ball that Alexa did not catch.

The ball rolled, stopping right at my heels.

“Balin, please dong get me the ball,” pinta Alexa.

I kicked the ball, sat on the couch to watch Alexa play with Kirana. Soon I took my phone and turned on the camera.

They recorded two girls of different generations throwing balls at each other.

“Ayo, here Kirana,” invite Alexa.

Both me and Alexa were surprised, because Kirana stepped foot into Alexa. Just two steps and then Kirana almost fell, but luckily Alexa's arm was quick to catch Kirana.

“That's the first step,” Alexa told me.

I just nodded in response.

Alexa cheered, and Kirana also chuckled, mimicking Alexa clapping.

An hour later,

Kirana, who was tired of playing, is now sound asleep in her crib.

Alexa and I sat a little far apart in the living room. We threw each other away and kept quiet, even though I really wanted to look at Alexa's pretty face.

Fortunately, a small mirror hanging on the living room wall can help me. From the mirror image, I looked at Alexa who seemed to be contemplating.

“When viewed...” says Alexa breaks the silence.

“I feel there is not a single photo of your late wife on display at home.”

My wife? Oh yeah, Alexa means probably Karina. All he knows is that I am a widower. Heh, I myself almost forgot the charade I created.

“For what to display photos of people who have died. It will only remind us of the wounded heart.”

“Surely your wife is as beautiful as Kirana huh?” muttered Alexa slowly.

Hey, you're no less beautiful to know.

I sighed, lazy to say but my mouth already said, “Yes, that's it.”

“Until this second you still love your wife?” ask Alexa carefully.

Wives. Wives. Wives. Why is he talking about my wife? I don't have a wife yet. Karina is someone else's wife.

“Why are you asking like that?”

“It's okay. I just want to know what Kirana's mother looks like and how you met?”

“Kirana's mother and I were best friends when I was in college. After a few years of separation, we met again, and then...."

"Married," I said a lie.

I glanced at Alexa who was down looking at the tip of her foot. I can't see how Alexa looks right now, because her curly hair is blocking my view.

“Don't talk about that anymore! Karina is already calm there.”

Then I went into the room to get something in the desk drawer, came back to Alexa, and gave it to her.

 “This is for you.”

Alexa. His hand picked up a small object that almost resembled a perfume bottle.

“Pepper spray,” he said with a bit of astonishment.

“Spray this to all the eyes of men who are trying to be rude to you!”

“Then, you are the first person I will spray.”

“What?” many confusions.

“Because you snatched away my first kiss that I had taken care of for my future husband later.”

Almost my eyes were exposed to pepper spray. Alexa is not silent. He wanted to grab my shirt, and I dodged it by jumping over the couch.

In the next second, Alexa and I were like a child running around.

Until I finally managed to hold Alexa's arm, trying to reclaim the pepper spray bottle from her hand.

However, in my effort Alexa's body was even limp and I was dragged down on the sofa with my body overriding Alexa.

We both put on a jerky face. Before long, I got up and reached out to help Alexa stand up.

“I'm not that kind of man, understand?”

Alexa whose cheeks were already like a boiled crab just nodded. Then with his face down, he came home.

“Wait!”

Alexa who had been in the doorway turned around.

“Next week I will celebrate Kirana's first birthday. You want to come?”

Alexa nodded again. Still with a nervous attitude. Then, he was about to step away but I grabbed his hand.

“You look a lot like my sister, huh? I'm not done talking you've been playing just go.”

“What do you want to say?”

“We're going to the beach. So, don't get the wrong costume again.”