Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 135

Cia stepped down from the blue angkot after pulling over on the side of the road right in front of the house of the owner of the Brahmin mall. It feels like Cia is very long with her bidadarni who paradls pretty.

"Eh, non-Cia," welcome Mr. Madi kindly.

Mr. Madi immediately opened the large fence and invited Cia to enter. Today Mr. Madi is quite happy to see the arrival of Cia. These few days Mr. Madi never saw Cia come to the house and today Cia came with his gloomy face. Yep, Mr. Madi can clearly see the sadness from the look of Cia's eyes.

"He realized there was?" ask Cia who has been in the courtyard of the house.

"There are Non," replied Mr. Madi in spirit.

"Oh yes Non Cia, Non Cia from where aja bidawadarnya Non Cia in recent days like to mosquito is unclear," explained Mr. Madi.

"Gamom?" ask Cia not to believe it.

"Yes, Non-Cia. His father likes to go bersamuk.

Cia was silent for a while after hearing Mr. Madi's words.

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Cia's slow steps are now stepping on the steps of the stairs to the basement to the room of the angel.

Cia's face was still moody, in his mind it still crossed Ogi's behavior earlier at the stop. Cia did not understand why Ogi knelt down just to ask her to be a friend. Looks like Ogi's fuckboy brain is getting crazier.

Cia's steps stopped right in front of the entrance to the room he realized it was the one that seemed closed tightly. Cia took a deep breath and immediately moved the golden-yellow doorway.

The open door shows the limp body of an angel that appears to be covered by long black hair. The white shirt looks dirty no difference when Cia first saw it. Worse still, his bloody feet appeared to be shackled and his hands tied with rusty iron chains.

Cia's eyes that were widened in shock was now warm to make her vision blurred in the puddle of tears that enveloped her white eyes.

Cia does not know why his condition is like this. As he remembered, he realized it was fine when they last met.

With a fast enough run Cia immediately approached the unconscious that he was now starting to lift his gaze, looking at the face of Cia who was now crying sobbing while trying to open the pasung with difficulty.

"Sir sister!!! Why?" ask Cia who is crying.

Cia touched the surface of the pasung trying to open it but the sound of a sick scream managed to escape from the lips of his bidadari. Cia knew his bidadari's leg was sick because it was pressed by a wooden pasung that was so very tight.

Cia was silent with her tears, staring at the pasung that seemed to be padlocked. The bored Cia now got up from the floor and immediately ran towards the chain that seemed so tightly binding the two angel hands into one.

"Loooooooooo!!!" cia shouted with all her might trying to open the iron chain.

Cia cried so badly, the effort was futile and did not manage to make the chain open.

"Sir why is it shackled?" ask Cia.

"Why doesn't Angelic sister make it in pasung?"

"Why Brother?"

"This brother isn't a madman to be put in."

"Sister should be angry!"

"Why..why aren't you angry?"

"This brother is not a crazy person," said Cia was thrown with an upset tone. Cia did not know why he was so upset even Cia seemed to want to hit him himself because he never came to meet with the angel to make the angel pasung like this.

"Ke..ke...why Brother?" cia asked with her trembling voice.

Cia was silent for a while letting her hand wipe her wet cheek from tears.

"The angel's sister should not be shackled," said Cia then again trying to open the pasung by pulling it.

The angel only fell silent and then slowly his tears fell down his dirty cheeks. Does he understand Cia's words?

Cia fell silent and immediately hugged the angel's limp body, leaned her head on the angel's chest and immediately cried as if to pour out the contents of her sadness. Now Cia feels that only an angel can make her comfortable when everything is away, away from her life.

"Sir sister," called Cia while looking at the eyes of her two eyes that were blushing, it seemed that both eyes had tired of crying.

"Who made you cry?"

"Sister can't cry!"

"Big brother doesn't deserve to cry."

"Cia doesn't know who else to say this to."

"Everything seems to be deliberately avoiding Cia."

"Cia's best friend is now dating someone Cia likes."

"Cia told Dad about this, but I don't think she knows anything like this."

Cia's speech is now stopped replaced by the sound of Cia's cries that fill the room carrying this land.

"Cia," called someone from outside the door while looking at Cia who was still hugging the body of the angel.

Cia stopped her crying then immediately turned her head to look at the person who had just mentioned her name. Cia immediately got up from the floor and then quietly looked at Abraham who was now looking at him with a dignified look.

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"I don't understand at all, Mr. Brahmin. Wh why? Why does Little Angel have to be pasung like that?" ask Cia annoyed.

They both sit on a black sofa. Cia never entered this room that seemed to describe the authoritative figure of Abraham.

"Sir, angels are also human. He also needs love and affection. An angel is not an animal that is tied up and put in such a kayak."

"Bidadari is not the father's daughter but why-"

"Cia" Abraham said, leaving Cia speechless.

"He was raging Cia" said Abraham cutting off Cia's speech.

"But it doesn't have to be shackled, too, sir?" tanya Cia quickly managed to make Abraham now only able to be silent .

"What if a mosquito has to be put in such a kayak?" cia's question made Abraham speechless.

"Sir," call Cia.

"The angel is not a madman to be put in." Look at Cia sharply.

"He's crazy" said Abraham.

"No!" rebut Cia quickly, snatching away just like that.

"But my daughter is crazy."

"No! Nope! No!" rebut Cia again while covering both ears.

Abraham is silent now.

"From not crazy!" cia said while shaking slowly.

"The truth is not crazy, sir! Trust me, Cia."

"Cia knows it."

"In Cia's eyes, the angel could understand what Cia rasain was."

"From what Cia said to Mr. Brahmana, the angel knows!" oceh Cia while crying.

"Cia" said Mr. Abraham cut off Cia's speech. Cia was now silent staring at Mr. Abraham who was now taking a deep breath.

"It's up to you to say what."

"You don't know, did he go berserk and beat Naini until he fell into a coma at the Hospital yesterday?"

"Huh?" Look at Cia in disbelief.

Cia did not expect that his hew had done that to Naini. Cia remembered very well with the middle-aged woman, Naini who always tried to feed her bidadari that every day even often got slaps and blows by the angel now entered the Hospital.

"But-" said Cia still unexpectedly.

"He's crazy! My daughter is crazy, "Abraham's cut trying to convince Cia.

"But he never hit Cia, sir. The angel never hit Cia."

Abraham nodded, Abraham understood what Cia meant to him.

"I want to make an offer for you."

"What offer, sir?" ask Cia.

"I want you to stay here to accompany my daughter, well I know we're all new to Jakarta, but it looks like you're the only one who can be close to my daughter."

"My daughter feels comfortable and likes you" added Abraham again.

Cia was now only able to fall silent after hearing the offer from Mr. Abraham. Cia couldn't have stayed in this magnificent house and taken care of the angel, Devan wouldn't have allowed her to stay here.

"How's it?" ask Abraham.