Papa To Kirana

Chapter 7 Learning to Be a Father

I feel like a surgeon ready for surgery. Wearing latex gloves and a mask, next to me, Rama did the same. I lay Kirana on the table that had been covered in pearl.

“You're ready, Rama?”

“Siap, Brother Balin.” Reply Rama firmly. “First of all what should we do?”

“Please ask everything. Definitely open the diaper Kirana.”

“I opened?” rama asked pointing his index finger at his own chest. From the look in his eyes I can make sure Rama is being hit by nervousness. “What an honor for me. But why not just Big Brother?”

I removed Kirana's diaper adhesive. At that instant, Rama jumped away, his body shuddering in disdain. Then I cleaned up Kirana according to the ordinance video I watched on the internet.

Tired of hearing Rama's complaints, I asked him to prepare warm water to bathe Kirana so that her body was fresh and she could sleep soundly.

Bathing a baby is difficult because there is fear in me if I accidentally make Kirana fall or drown in the bathtub.

My mind goes everywhere often. I convinced myself that I could.

Rama came out of the bathroom. He told me like a soldier reporting to his commander.

“Snack, warm water, towels, soap, shampoo, all ready.” Said Rama with a well-built body.

“Soaring!”

“Siap.” Answer Rama. He shifted to the side completely like a flag-raising army.

I went into the bathroom looking at the baby bathtub that Kirana would be bathing in. While Kirana's still in my arms. For a moment I hesitated, and shouted to Rama.

“What's up, Brother?” Rama ran to the bathroom.

“Try you check the water!”

Rama took a breath. Clucked and rolled his eyeballs. “Already, Brother. Water's warm. No heat, no cold.”

“Check again!”

“Jeez my brother this one. Though just three minutes ago I checked the water temperature.” Rama grumbled but kept my orders. “Still warm, Brother.”

I slowly lowered Kirana into the bathtub. One hand holding her hand the other hand was busy picking up soap. It turned out to be quite difficult too. I have never bathed a baby before.

So I told Rama to hold Kirana, while I soaped Kirana. The little baby was calm and did not cry at all.

Last night I watched on the internet how to bathe a baby. Most of the babies in the video cry when bathed.

But Kirana is not. Far from my shadow it turns out bathing a baby is very easy. We're the only ones who need to be careful.

“That's a soap that doesn't hurt in the eyes right Kak?”

“No. I read it on his label.”

“Hmm, Brother Balin.”

“What?”

“Secret to be sure of your decision to quit your current job.”

“Yakinu. Why?”

“Very unfortunate. Even though the salary is large, the position is quite cool but you actually stop working just like that. If you know it will be angry big.”

“I also know.”

“Then what about my lecture?”

“Not to be too thoughtful. You just study hard. I'll make sure I keep paying your tuition.”

Finished bathing Kirana, I carried her to the room and placed her on the bed. Now I just have to put on clothes while I remember the video tutorial dress up on the baby I watched yesterday.

After that, I made some milk for Kirana. Brewing baby milk is not as easy as brewing coffee for adults. I have to be right in the dose and also the temperature of the water.

Tried before giving milk, we check the temperature first by dripping it into the back of the hand. At least that's what I remember watching a video on how to make milk for babies.

Kirana drank milk very quickly. I smile. She must be starving because her energy was running out to cry. I glanced at Rama who was following me since I bathed Kirana earlier.

“What?”

“You just shut up. No need to interfere in other people's affairs.”

“Dih.” Rama threw his face away. But a few seconds to look again.

“Kakak said you want to open a business. What business is it? Continue whether Kak Balin can open a business with Brother also have to take care of Kirana?”

I was breathing out. Indeed the nature of many questions Rama is a direct derivative of the mother.

“Indeed open that business one or two days straight so? Is this Kirana going to be a baby forever?”

Kirana was crying because my voice that I didn't realize was shocking to her. Rama and I calmed Kirana. The little baby slowly calmed down, drank her milk back and Kirana's eyelids closed.

“Then, what is Kak Balin's plan? I'd like to know.” Rama said in a whispering voice.

“I'll open a restaurant from my savings during work. But I have not found a suitable place and there are many more things that are my consideration. Understood it? Enough already! Don't ask me much more!”

Rama pulled a finger. “Well so dong. I will be able to contribute my brilliant ideas and thoughts.” Rama said over confident.

Kirana drank her milk until the toilet was not left. Now he's fast asleep. The tip of his lips was pulled upwards forming a smile. A smile very similar to his mother.

Ah if Karina could see this sight. I wiped the end of my eye. Then look at Rama. Fortunately, he did not see me shed tears.

“I'm asking you one thing.”

“What is it, Brother?”

“First, you have to help me cover up Kirana's identity. This is your job too. If anyone asks, just say that he is your nephew.”

“Ready, Commander.” Rama saluted. “Then, the second one?”

“Second, at this time the news about the death of Indra Irawan is becoming a trending topic. So I hope you keep your mouth shut so as not to let go of the talk. Remember that! To anyone. Including the woman who has rejected you raw four times. Hmm, what's that name? I forgot.”

I flicked my fingers many times trying to remember the name of the woman who became the mooring of Rama's heart long ago. It turns out that the fate of Rama's love is not much different from mine.

“Kakak.” Rama whines like a child. He knows I'm insinuating him. “He's name is Shinta.”

“Ah, yes, Shinta. Just pretend you don't know anything.”

Rama's hand was raised to ask. “What is the media reporting about Indra Irawan's accident right, brother? Purely an accident?”

“I'm sure it wasn't an accident. I even suspect Indra Irawan's daughter-in-law.” I stood up and walked around the room in agitation. “Heran. Why didn't the media highlight her husband Karina? The police like not to put suspicion on him.”

“From what I saw on the television news earlier, Indra Irawan's son-in-law is in a state of illness and not out of the house since Indra Irawan was declared missing, Kak.”

“It could be just a pretext so that the name Harsa is not dragged in the case of Indra Irawan's death.”

Now the saturated Rama saw me speculating a lot and pacing in front of him. He's taking a breath.

“Kak Balin seems to read too many detective novels. Never mind, I'm leaving. Kirana is asleep and Balin is home. So now it's my turn to play.”

Rama rose from his seat. Walk out while whistling. When he reached the doorway of the room, a pillow landed right on his head. I laughed in satisfaction because my throw hit the target. Rama turned with his lips.

“Moreover the heck, Kak.” Rama rubbed his head.

“I'm not done talking.”

“What is there to talk about? Everything is clear and I will obey what commander Balin ordered.”

“One more. We'll move residence.”

“Hah? Whahuh? Move away. But... But moving where? And why?”

“We need to find a new residence. Being in the middle of people who do not know who we were before and to save because now I have extra expenses.”

The additional expenditure I mean is especially if not Kirana's need.