Papa To Kirana

Chapter 39 Speech Release

I opened my eyes, and rolled on the bed. Take my phone to see the clock.

At 06:00

Kirana did not wake up, so I rolled again in the other direction. Wants to continue sleeping. However, it could not be because of the giggling sound of people in my yard.

I clucked, breaking the curtain to look at the person who had laughed so early.

It turns out that guy was Alexa and Rama.

In Rama's hand was clutched by a clear glass stuffed with plastic. Inside were many small paper scrolls.

What are they doing? They seem to.... Arisan.

“Come, we start, Kak.”

Rama began to shake the glass, and a small roll of paper came out. Alexa took the scroll and opened it.

Alexa reading the contents of a paper roll, “Mention the words that Balin often speaks!”

Huh huh? Whahuh? What are you guys doing?

You guys made a quiz about me. You're all my fanatics.

Alexa's face looks thinking, then exclaims, “Be quiet! Neighbors sok know!”

“Ah, yes, right then what else is it?” Rama thought too.

Before long Rama flicked her finger, with a waist-tight, she imitated my style of speech, “Rama, take proper care of Kirana.”

Alexa is also laughing.

I wanted to shake people's heads and laugh at me, but I remember Alexa. Then it doesn't. I chose to smile seeing Alexa laugh.

This time it was Alexa's turn to shake the glass, and Rama who opened the paper roll.

“Note the vices of Kak Balin!”

“Angers,” Tuesday Alexa.

“Hmm tonjok!” added Rama.

While propping up my chin, I looked at Alexa and Rama playing their silly games. They are completely unaware that the person they are talking about is listening behind the window.

Until we get to the last paper.

“What is the secret of Balin that many people do not know?” Alexa reads the contents of the last paper.

Rama flicked a finger, “If it must be Kak Alexa does not know yet. Balin's brother had..”.

Alexa leaning forward and squinting, “What do you have?”

“Bread torn,” said Rama slowly.

“Tear bread?” reset Alexa.

“Kak Alexa doesn't know, right? If Kak Alexa is married to Kak Balin, Kak Alexa will see for herself the sight of torn bread and bicep muscles belonging to Kak Balin. Beh, I assure you Alexa will pass out on the first night.”

Whahuh? You little sister mouth exhaust! Didn't he see Alexa's cheeks that were met red with embarrassment?

Already mouth exhaust, thoughts dirty again.

I want to wear durian leather. Basic Rama.

Alexa is back to ordinary. He scratched his forehead.

“What am I from? Secret's Balin... Hm.. Loving, maybe.”

“If loving is no longer a secret. Although Kak Balin is easily emotional but he is actually loving.”

“Oh so, yes,” says Alexa.

“He-em. The proof is that she loves Kirana. Although Kirana is not the biological child of Balin. Eh.”

Rama immediately cupped his mouth with both hands. Looking slowly towards Alexa who is now frowning.

In the room, I stood up.

Tuh, right. What did I say? Rama's the bucket mouth. I've been warning him not to tell anyone about Kirana's father.

“So, Kirana is not Balin's biological child. Who is Kirana's biological father?”

Rama scratched his head wrongly, “If that one, Kak Alexa just ask directly to Kak Balin.”

“What's the reason?”

As fast as lightning Rama ran into the house that was greeted by me with the look of a drawn eye.

Rama walked past me as if nothing had happened. He patted me on the shoulder and said good morning.

“It's finished?” tanyaku.

“Arisan? What arisan, Brother?” Rama did not know.

“Do not pretend! I know you were talking about Kirana who is not my son,” I cried while shaking my waist.

I thought Rama would apologize, but in fact he sighed and lowered his head. His face turned rather serious.

“Already, Brother. Why are we covering up again? Alexa's sister will be Sister's wife, so sooner or later Kak Alexa will surely know that Kirana is not Kak Balin's child.”

I snatched Rama's shirt. Interestingly until the body of Rama dragged.

“You are the same as Alexa. Equally pretentious, and I warn you not to interfere with my troubles!” my growl.

However, Rama pushed my hand that was gripping his white T-shirt. He put on a fight back and he pushed me back a few steps.

“I should have warned Brother not to jaim! I know Brother loves Brother Alexa. Brother should immediately declare the love of the Brother before it is too late.”

“What do you know about love?” my brother, avenging Rama's encouragement.

Rama grinned.

“At least I have the courage to declare love to Shinta. Though repeatedly rejected. But Brother himself?”

“Kak Balin, I've been eager to have a daughter-in-law, and Kirana also needs a figure of mama. So, Brother Balin is waiting for what else?”

“I don't need a lecture from you!”

“Serah,” said Rama who sighed in despair.

He walked to the door of his room. But just before entering, he turned around.

“Learn from mistakes, Brother! Karina's sister was taken by another man because Big Brother never expressed love to her. Don't let the same thing happen again to Alexa.”

Then Rama entered and the door slammed shut. Just this time Rama said something that made me realize.

I was sitting where I stood. And before long a faint sound of Kirana's babbling.

He must have woken up.

So I went into the room too. Kirana was already standing while holding onto the edge of her crib. Kirana laughed when she saw me.

I walked up to Kirana, and gave a good morning kiss on her forehead.

Kirana's hand stuck out like she wanted to take something. The thing Kirana meant was a gift from Alexa lying on the table.

“Bupa,” says Kirana.

Ah, yes. Because there was an incident of Rama who was food poisoning, I forgot I had not had time to open a gift giving Alexa.

About, what is it?

I took the pink gift, tore it up a little, and handed it to Kirana. Let the toddler continue to open the gift.

It turns out that the contents are a peach-colored knit sweater with embroidery on the left chest that reads ‘Kirana Putri Mahendra.’

My fingers gently rubbed against that row of letters. Then put on a smile.

“Try us to wear. Size fits or not?”

I put the sweater on Kirana who was very fit on her body.

“This gift from Aunt Alexa. Kirana likes?”

Kirana also screamed happily, her hand rubbing the sweater she was wearing. Then she muttered, “Mama.”

“What?”

“Mama,” says Kirana once again.

I chuckle, “Iya, this is a gift from your future mom, Kirana.”