Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 180

The sound of birds chirping was heard making Cia wake up from her deep sleep. Cia squirms on her bed, her sleep is really good tonight. Cia got up to look at the whole room that looked neat, not as usual that looked messy. Cia turned to her left and right staring at her room room which looked neatly arranged. There were no clothes in the basket or on the floor, where did the dirty clothes go? Cia now turned to look at Cia's books that had now been neatly arranged on the bookshelf.

Cia immediately got up from her bed and immediately stepped down from the bed. Both of Cia's eyes widened and quickly raised her right leg which had managed to touch the cold, wet floor. Whether this floor has been dipel until the floor feels cold and wet. Cia now knelt to the floor and touched the floor that was not dirty in the slightest. Now in the mind that comes to mind is who has cleaned Cia's room.

Cia was now staring back at her entire room with fear, for some reason the atmosphere of her room became this kind of horror. The smell of apples from the floor made Cia's sense of smell feel fresh.

Cia now stepped out and opened the door carefully as if it was about to explode. Cia moved her head to look around the house that seemed to have been clean even the floor of the house in the tv room looked wet, it seemed like this floor had just been on the mop like her room.

Cia was wide in shock staring at the atmosphere of the TV room that looked very neat. With a cautious step Cia stepped towards the kitchen, there was a noise there like the sound of a frying pan.

Cia's steps now stopped staring at Devan who is now busy scooping rice with shrewd, now Devan looks like a famous chef and shrewd in cooking without experiencing the slightest obstacle.

"Morning," Devan smiled then turned off the fire from the stove and stepped towards Cia who was now gawking.

Cia was still silent as if looking at Devan with fear.

"Cia today is Monday, schedule your lessons in Indonesian, mathematics and English. I've prepared textbooks in your bags, pens, rulers, tweezers and erasers."

"Oh yes, your broken bag is already sewing Dad so the bag can be used again. Later if we want to go buy a new bag for you but for now wear the old one first. Oh yeah your shoes are already Dad lap and Dad polish so your shoes are shiny and not dusty anymore."

"The variety of your school has Dad strika keeps his uniform already fragrant because Dad has sprayed using rose fragrance when Dad strika so you do not have to wear perfume again, the perfume will be stored first! Later if the fragrance has run out the perfume has just been used to be economical."

Cia gawked after hearing Devan talk nonstop.

"But-"

"Oh yes now you eat first and then take a shower so you will not brush your teeth twice so his mouth does not smell if you go to school and another one we irrit toothpaste," obviously Devan managed to make Cia not continue his speech.

"Oh yeah don't forget to bring a handkerchief to clean your mouth after breakfast! I see your school uniform is always dirty because you wipe your mouth on the end of your white uniform."

"Today you bring supplies to school well so your pocket money does not decrease."

Cia's mouth was gaping so wide, Devan's explanation actually made her gawk, this was not the usual Devan. Where is Devan who always invites him to fight every day?

"Lo doesn't hurt, does he?" Look at Cia full of wonder.

"illness?" Look Devan in wonder

Cia nodded quickly.

"Aren't you sick?" ask Devan.

Cia gaped in disbelief at what Devan had just told her.

"Oh may Goooood!!!" cia screams then steps closer to Devan quickly and immediately touches Devan's forehead while staring at the entire side of Devan's head trying to make sure there are no injuries to Devan's head.

"What happened to your brain Devan! Where's your brain hit?!!" scream Cia while putting on her panicked face.

Devan poked his lips then held onto Cia's wrist and looked at her with a serious look.

"You-you"

"That's right!!! You call her neither lo nor Cia anymore but you call her you. You sick yeah?"

"Lo, Lo, Lo. What the hell? Call Dad! This father Ciaaaa's father is not a friend who is called lo" Devan explained.

Cia furrowed her brows and touched her forehead seriously. Cia even forgot that last night they had agreed to behave like Father and Son.

"Huh!!!" Staring at Cia astonished then, stepping back, he was deeply shocked by Devan's change.

"Now it's 6:15 so there's still time for you to eat and take a shower."

"What?" Shocked Cia.

"Snap eat!" leech Devan then put a plate of fried rice on the table.

"Kasian Son Dad," said Devan then stroked the messy Cia's hair gently and stepped towards the sink.

Cia was still speechless, pecking at where it stood.

"A...A...Dad should?" Look at Cia while trying to smile.

Devan turned his head and touched his own forehead then a few seconds later he smiled.

"Healthy" he answered with a happy face.

Cia shook her head slowly, this is not the usual Devan. He's changed drastically. With a slow step he immediately sat on the chair, his gaze looked empty but his mind seemed to be filled with Devan.

Cia bowed then slowly he scooped up the fried rice and inhaled the smell of the fried rice, this was not charred. Cia again scooped the other fried rice trying to make sure that the other fried rice was not charred. Slowly Cia brought a mouthful of fried rice closer to her nostrils, Cia just made sure if this rice was safe. He slowly inhaled the aroma of the fried rice and slowly closed his eyes.

"Jeez Cia!!!" shocked Devan while supporting his waist made Cia wide in shock by immediately staring at Devan.

"Eat it with the mouth instead of the nose" Devan said, touching his mouth and nose in turn. 

"Huh?" Look Cia doesn't understand.

Devan stepped up and sat down next to Cia and grabbed Cia's spoon and plate.

"Open your mouth!"

"Did?" Look Cia doesn't understand.

"Open your mouth!" peeka Devan again while widening her eyes.

Cia was still silent even her mouth was still tightly closed making Devan pierce his lips. Devan got up from the chair while holding the spoon filled with fried rice while Cia was still silent.

"Come here! There's a pesawaaaaat," Devan said as he ran and curled the spoon just like a mother who would feed her Son to eat.

Cia gawking. What's Devan doing?

"Syuuuuuu the plane is about to fly!" devan said again and then brought the spoon closer to Cia's mouth which was still closed.

"Open your mouth!" peech Devan with a smile.

Cia was still stiff in the place where she was sitting.

"Open your mouth!" peech Devan again with a depressed tone while glaring at his two eyeballs.

Cia gulped, this gaze was like a coercion on her. Cia quickly opened her mouth letting Devan put a mouthful of fried rice in her mouth.

"Well! Pinter!" girang Devan while stroking Cia's hair gently.

What happened to Devan? Even Devan is now stroking his hair like a kitten.