Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 150

"Maaa," called Cia over to Fatima and hugged her tightly, no different.

"Mama, I think it's gonna rain, Ma. Mama, you know what? Now out of the wind there are no stars in the sky, so fast," explained Cia.

"Ma!" call Cia again while stroking Fatima's cheek that feels warm.

"De...ev..vaaaaan!" The voice sounded trembling.

"Father is in the workshop, Ma," replied Cia.

"Devan" said Fatima.

"Want to see Dad?" ask Cia.

"Biggoddessa!" call Fatima.

"Yes Ma, Cia is here" replied Cia.

"Devaaaaan," call Fatima again.

"Father in the workshop, Ma," Cia replied but now with a worried tone.

The sound of Fatima's open door was heard making Cia turn to look at Devan who was now standing while holding the algae of the room door.

"Loh Cia?" Look Devan in astonishment.

"What the hell?" ask Cia cynically.

"Why Cia? How come you're here? why not enter the room? It's late at night" asked Devan, staring at his watch.

Cia hugged Fatima's body again while turning her back to Devan.

"Cia wants to sleep with Mama," said Cia tightened her embrace.

"Sleep with Mama? Tumben wants to sleep here?" ask Devan.

The sound of a strong roof that crashed due to the wind was heard making Devan who was still standing at the entrance was aghast in shock.

"Crazy the wind is very tight," said Devan then stepped in and sat on the edge of the mattress.

"Van, Mama said your name from earlier," said Cia told.

Devan said nothing and immediately laid his body beside Fatima's body, which was still lying with both eyes still tightly closed.

Devan, who intended to resuscitate his cheek to Fatima's cheek, began to touch Cia's fingers, which were still attached to her cheek.

"Whose hands are they?" devan asked as he touched the surface of Cia's hand and quickly moved Cia's hand trying to get rid of something that was blocking her.

"Em," said Cia.

"Surge dong!"

"Ahh No!" cia said quickly then immediately embraced what was blocking her.

"Gue wants to sandarin my cheeks" Devan said.

"No!"

"There!" Push Devan.

PLAQUES

The hard slap now flattens across Devan's forehead making Devan grimace. Cia chuckled with it then touched Fatima's cheek again and hugged her again.

Devan now breathed heavily and hugged Fatima's body but just had his hand waded through Fatima's stomach quickly too he deflected her, making the hug fail.

"Why is Cia?" devan asked, not accepting.

"Can't!" Cia.

"Well, who can!" ban Devan.

"My mom is this" said Cia.

"What the hell is Devan?" Look at Cia cynically.

Now their hands are holding each other firmly as if they are not happy if the hand they think the opponent is touching Fatima's stomach.

"Why is it?" devan asked in annoyance.

"No off?" threaten Cia full of pressure.

"No!" answer Devan.

"Lo the-" Cia's speech stopped while trying to get rid of Devan's long legs which are now transverse above Fatima's feet.

"Ngeselin know not!" Cia then kicked Devan's leg slowly.

Cia's strong energy was not comparable to Devan's strength that tried not to falter after a dozen times Cia removed Devan's legs crossed it.

The two are fighting each other with their legs squabbling down there, Cia's right hand and Devan's left hand are still clashing as if they do not want to lose.

"Lo, why is it so cute?" ask Cia annoyed.

"Lo that's the badass," Devan replied.

"Gue again, you know," he said.

"Lo tuh, you bastard son of a bitch," said Devan.

"Look, you can't cook, cook rice just angus." Show Cia.

Devan grabbed Cia's fingertips and squeezed them making Cia grimace.

"Ih" ringis Cia then hit Devan's hand.

"Taik lo," said Cia, giving up the dispute.

A few minutes later the three fell asleep making the atmosphere of the room illuminated with the exposure to the lamp look silent. No more shouting from Cia and Devan who fought.

Several times the rumbling sound from the sky was heard but, did not manage to make the three awaken from his sleep which is now sound asleep.

A strong wind blowing creates the sound of the roof being blown when the nail holder is released from the roof belonging to the next neighbor. It looks like it's really going to rain tonight.

The sound of raindrops falling from the roof of the house adds to their deep sense of sleep.

The sound of azan reverberating from a mosque not far from Devan's house made Cia wrinkle her eyebrows after hearing the sound of Azan mosque. Both of Cia's eyes were still tightly closed, it felt like he had not intended to wake up from his sleep.

Before long Cia raised her hand and immediately yawned the sheet. Cia moved her body making her hand touch Fatima's cheek.

Cia's brows furrowed violently when she felt Fatima's cheeks that were not as cold as last night, not as warm as when Cia touched Fatima's cheeks last time before she went to sleep. Cia opened her eyes very quickly, her eyes widened and then moved her hands away from the coldness of Fatima's cheeks.

Both of Cia's lips opened as if she could not believe what she had felt. Whether it was really cold or just because of the cold from outside so that Cia's body felt cold. Cia quickly touched her warm cheek and then touched Fatima's cold cheek again.

Cia pulled back her hand, distancing her fingers that had felt the coldness of Fatima's body. Cia's heart beat fast, her body trembled violently accompanied by breath that felt tight as if something was blocking her throat. I don't know what's going on now ? Cia doesn't understand this at all.

Cia now moved her still lying body trying to stay away from Fatima. Cia now moved her eyes to look at every corner of Fatima's body that was still lying.

Cia whose hands were still trembling began to dare to touch Fatima's stomach and put her palm there.

"Well!" shock Cia.

The surprised Cia kept her hand away from Fatima again. Fatima's stomach didn't move in the slightest, unlike usual.

Cia gulped her saliva forcefully and then breathed from her open mouth. His lips trembled violently as if his voice was intending to call Fatima as if it was tightly locked. What the hell is going on?

"mm..m...Mama!" call Cia with a hoarse voice that seems almost inaudible.

There was no response from Fatima.

Cia took her tight breath, it felt like something was pressing on her chest so hard that it made her unable to breathe.

"Yamaah!!!" call Cia again.