Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 204

Devan let out a long sigh after staring at the phone screen. Since then he continues to find information about jobs that are in accordance with his expertise, namely the world of disputes. Devan let out a heavy sigh, not a single job was suitable for him.

Devan got up from the chair and stepped into the room to change his clothes. Devan can't just stay at home and rely on the source of the job info from his phone, Devan must move.

Devan grabs a black t-shirt from the closet and blue jeans and wears it while staring at his body in the mirror reflection. After that Devan now combed his hair that has been applied hazelnut oil and did not forget also he sprayed perfume oil into his body to smell the fragrance in his room. Devan was silent for a moment looking at his face, well he was still handsome even though he did not take a shower.

Devan stepped out of the room and grabbed the key of the motor hanging on a nail. Devan's steps are now stopped, he is very forgotten if the motor he always used has now disappeared after the fire.

Devan let out a long sigh and then hung the key back on the nail. Now Devan can leave by taking an angkot from some of the money he took from his savings. Actually Devan still has money to connect his life but Devan can not rely on his savings. Devan believes if the more days then the money will be thinned without any income.

Devan took a deep breath then nodded so vigorously. He hopes he can get a job. Devan now stepped towards the main door but Devan's stifled steps stared at a black shadow from the window that seemed to pass by quite quickly making Devan wrinkle his forehead in astonishment.

"What the hell is that?" inner Devan.

Devan was silent for a moment as if uncomfortable with the black shadow he had seen. With a slow step he approached the window and opened it. Devan let out a sigh, there was nothing out there.Well, maybe it was just an ordinary shadow.

Devan now closes the window and locks it tightly and steps out of the house.

Devan was silent on the blue angkot which was now proceeding slowly. Devan turned to look at the mothers who were now smiling while unceasingly looking at him made Devan who occasionally smiled awkwardly return their smiles one by one. Devan could not understand why all the passengers in this room were busy staring at him without ever turning away.

Not only the gazes of even some of them who whispered to each other then laughed and honestly they were looking at Devan's good looks.

"Daddy, Deck!" calling one of the red-painted Mothers sitting in front of Devan made Devan quickly turn his head.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Devan.

"Artist yeah?"

"Artist?" devan asked, not understanding.

"Yes in the ramps," he explained, pointing upwards.

"Ah no, Mom. I'm not an artist" Devan replied with a smile on his head.

"What is Deck?" asking one of them made Devan look over.

"Yes, Mom."

"Cock is not an artist? But how does his face look like an overseas artist?"

"Yes yeah, it's so handsome."

"White again."

The sound of their admiration was heard making Devan only able to smile.

"Daddy, where are you going?"

"You're looking for work, ma'am."

"No job, huh?"

Devan just nodded then refocused towards the road. He does not want to always have to look at the eyes of the angkot passengers.

"That's very handsome to you," worried Mothers who sat in front of Devan while pinching the two cheeks of Devan who was now screaming in pain.

"Kok pinched anyway ma'am?" devan asked as he rubbed his cheeks which were now reddened.

"I also want dong," said one of the women with a distended stomach who is now being rubbed.

"Well, what?" devan was shocked when the woman brought her fingers closer to her cheeks.

"Well pinch too, gaunt. How do you know that the baby in my stomach looks like you," he explained and then brought his fingers closer.

"Don't!!!" devan shouted while covering both cheeks.

Not only the fingers of the pregnant woman's hand that now feels touching the back of her hand that forced to pinch Devan's cheek but all the passengers.

"Will you marry my granddaughter?"

"Don't look for work, marry me."

"Leave with me!"

The blue cargo now stopped abruptly making the passengers seem a little slammed forward. Quickly Devan now jumps out of the angkot and runs away from the blue angkot passengers who are still screaming as if unwilling to see Devan go.

Devan continued running with his hair that was originally neat now has been messy because of all of them. After feeling safe, Devan stopped his running while trying to stabilize his breath after running.

Devan is now turning his head trying to make sure that the passengers are not chasing him.

"Damn," said Devan in annoyance and then stepped up.

Devan looked down at his palm that was filled with lip-stamped lipstick everywhere.

"Well crazy, almost eaten," said Devan, cleaning his palms to his black shirt.

Devan's move now came to a halt after staring at a board outside the store that read if they were looking for employees. Devan smiled and stepped into the store that Devan did not know what was sold in this store. Devan just needs a job without first knowing what the job is

that's.

Devan was silent in front of the bespectacled man who looked at him quite seriously since earlier. For some reason, this man kept silent without ever talking to him after Devan introduced himself.

"Boss" said a woman in a work uniform she was wearing and whispered something into the man's ear.

The old man with tears in his eyes nodded his head then looked back at Devan who was only able to be silent.

"I'm sorry, I don't accept employees" the man said.

Devan was silent, he was so surprised by this. Somehow this man said if he did not accept employees while there was a letter stuck on the outside door if this building store received employees.

"But sir the writing is outside." Show Devan.

"It's been a long time" said the old man again.

Devan increasingly did not understand, how could he say the paper was long ago, when clearly with both eyes he saw the man had just stuck to it.

"Have gone!" order the man in a tunggi tone.

"But sir-"

"Have gone!!!" Dispelling the man with an elevated tone of voice, even some workers and buyers stared at Devan.

Devan breathed a heavy breath and immediately stepped away. His race of hope is not what it is now.