Father Or Boyfriend ?

Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 153


"Cia," Maya said with her face panicked and quickly raised Cia's head from the ground and grabbed her.


The rumbling sound of rainwater hitting the roof of the house continued to sound nonstop, it seemed like the rain would long drench this earth.


"Cia!"


"Cia!"


Maya's soft voice sounded while directing eucalyptus oil towards Cia's nose until it managed to make Cia realize.


"Mama." Cia's hoarse voice ejected from her mouth while trying to open her two eyes that felt very sore.


Cia's head now feels dizzy because it is too tired to cry to make Cia unable to lift her head.


"Mom, Cia... Ma's...Mama," said Cia.


Cia opened both eyes making Maya's face clearly visible. Both of Cia's eyes widened, he just realized and remembered that Fatima had been left.


"Yes, Ma...Ma ...Which mom, huh? Where's Mama Cus?" ask Cia who is now trying to rise from the carpet that is called.


Maya did not answer but her hands quickly helped Cia to immediately sit on the carpet that had now been wet because of Cia's body was exposed to rain water earlier.


"Where's Maya's mom Cia?" tanya Cia looked hopefully at Maya.


Maya folds her lips inwardly trying not to cry.


"Yes, are you letting Mama Cia go? Mama Cia is not dead yet, why did you let them take Mama Cia?" cia asked while holding both of Maya's shoulders and occasionally shook her.


Maya shook her head, how strongly she held back her cries she finally let go of her cries.


"Why? Why did you let them go?"


"Cia but-"


"Mom can't go!" said Cia then got up from the carpet and stepped with difficulty.


Cia's staggering steps continued he was forced to reach the exit of the house made him several times fell to the floor and crashed into the wall.


"Cia!" call Maya.


..._____***____...


Hordes of people who were busy stockpiling a burrow containing the body of Fatima who had been wrapped in a shroud. The burang has now been seen soaring in complete with a blue tombstone and the name Fatima listed there.


"Ceo," said Mr. Haji Sulaiman then touched Devan's shoulder which is now looking up.


"Patience!" ablaze


Devan nodded accompanied by a thin smile that was so very heavy for him to do.


"Yamaoooooooo!" shouted Cia who was now running towards the crowd.


Everyone looked at Cia who was getting closer. Devan looked at Cia who was still running. Cia's body, which was getting closer to Fatima's tomb, managed to split the crowd. Devan got up and quickly grabbed Cia's body quite tightly.


"Yahoooo!!!" shouted Cia who was now in Devan's arms.


"Van, Mama Cia, Van!" Cia looked at Devan's face, which also seemed to be crying.


Devan forced his head to nod as he rubbed the wet cheek of Cia with his palm.


"Why is Mama Cia buried? Vaaan!!!" Point Cia towards Fatima's tomb.


"Ma... Ma's...Mama can't breathe Van in the grave."


"Come, Van! Dig it!" cia's leech while shaking Devan's body.


Cia stopped her crying and pushed Devan's body and grabbed the hoe from Jojon's hand.


"Mom can't be buried!" said Cia who now quickly raised the hoe in her hand.


"Cia, no!" peech Devan is now pulling the hoe.


"Please! Please love Cia that hoe!" please Cia with her lying hands in front of Devan.


Devan shook his head and threw the hoe away. Both of Cia's eyes widened to look at the hoe that was now far away.


"Don't!!!" cia shouted and ran, intending to take the hoe but, Devan quickly pulled Cia's hand and carried Cia his embrace.


"Yahoooo!!!" shout Cia.


"No Cia, Mama is dead" Devan said, making Cia's cries break again.


...___***___...


One by one, the mourners left the cemetery which has now begun to be quiet leaving Cia and Devan who are now mourning the tomb of Fatima with a tombstone bearing the name Fatima there.


The mechanics who are now lining up neatly behind Cia and Devan are now stepping closer to the two.


"Bos Ceo, we say goodbye first well," said Jojon then pat Devan's shoulder which now only nods with a forced smile.


"Me too, boss," said Mamat.


"Thank you everyone" Devan said.


The mechanic nodded then immediately walked away while Deon was now seen standing with his blank look.


Haikal who saw Deon quickly pulled Mamat who was now stopping his steps.


"What?" ask Mamat.


Haikal now pointed at Deon, making the mechanics look at Deon.


"Deon!" call Mamat.


Deon now stepped closer to Cia and Devan who were still sitting next to Fatima's grave.


"I know, Cia and the Ceo boss must be sad to have lost Mama. I also lost my Mother and Father but I did not cry, because I knew one day I would also return to my Mother and Father. Now is just the time we wait, everything will come back, too" Deon explained and then got up and walked away.


Cia exhaled a long breath, which Deon said also had a point. Everyone will die just a different time.


...___***___...


Droplets upon tiny droplets dripping from the tips of the green leaves hit the funeral grass. Now the rain has ransacked leaving a puddle of water scattered everywhere.


Now Cia's head was leaning against Devan's chest while the sore eyes continued to stare at Fatima's tomb.


Devan's finger grip containing red rose petals fell on top of Fatima's meal.


"Van why did mommy leave us?"


Devan did not answer and immediately rubbed the wet hair Cia tried to calm him.


"Why Van?"


Devan breathed a heavy breath. Devan looked at Fatima's grave and smiled. It felt like Deon's words had made him realize to be patient.


"Everybody who has a creator will go back to his creator, Cia," Devan said, looking back at Cia.


"We cannot forbid that creator to take away what He has created."


"But-"


"It's Ci's heavy, but it's all we have to deal with together" Devan said.


"Cia, now in this world it's just you that Devan has," said Devan then back rubbed Cia's hair.


...___****___...


The leaves that were on the branches of the trees were seen swaying when the wind blew. The sound of birds singing melodiously as the little birds lined up in the trees to greet the sun that was slowly seen from the black cloud that had blocked its rays.


Cia lay on her bed staring at the wall of her room with a look full of sadness letting her tears wet the pillow that covered her head.