Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 38

Cia stood in front of the flagpole as she looked up at the red and white flag that was fluttering freely in the air while saluting.

Cia glanced at Adelio who was standing next to her.again Adelio was punished because of Cia who shouted earlier. Mr. Yanto said that if, students make mistakes, it means that their compatriots must also be punished with punishment. With the aim that his friend can remind his friend not to make mistakes again.

Cia's eyes sparkled looking at Ogi who seemed to compete for the ball on the field which was quite far from the position of Cia who stood but, Cia was able to see clearly the handsome face ogi from here

"Hush! my idol, the ogi," whispered Cia.

Adelio looked at Cia who was smiling happily then pointed to the right.

"Did?"

"The field," whispered Cia again.

Adelio turned his head and looked from a distance ogi who was competing for the ball with agility complete with sports clothes.

The man was indeed handsome, white, tall and cool, well that was probably the first impression that the grumpy girl saw from the figure of Ogi. Iron skull necklaces, head binders and blue shoes that complement the Ogi cladding.

"Beautiful right? My idol is the boss!" Whisper Cia.

"Regular habit," said Adelio coldly.

Cia's upper lip lifted looking resentfully at Adelio.

"Do you have an idol?" Cia asked looking at Adelio low.

"No" answered Adelio quickly.

"Ih kasian you don't have an idol, like I dong have a handsome idol, high-"

"Fuckboy" Adelio added.

Cia's smile just vanished.

"Rese really lo," said Cia then stomped her feet on Adelio hard.

"Aw!!!" Shouted Adelio in pain and then jumped small from where he stood.

"Thankfulness."

"Hey!!!" Shouted Mr. Yanto blurting very hard makes Cia and Adelio turn to look at Mr. Yanto with a creepy face pointing towards them.

Cia and Adelio quickly returned to their feet while paying their respects to the red and white flag. On one side Cia smiled with satisfaction looking at Adelio who was still feeling the pain in her leg.

"Awas ajah lo, if you think my idol is a fuckboy I chopped lo!" Threaten Cia glanced sharply.

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The lesson hour is over. All the students rushed out of their classes to the parking area.

Cia stepped out across the school gates and fences and then fell silent while staring around her looking for the figure of Deon who might be picking her up, well even though Cia did not tell Deon to pick her up but, instead, she did, surely her mom would have told Deon to pick her up from school.

"If Adek so, rose, allow Brother so, the durinya. Let's what?" Jayu Jojon stared at the two girls waiting for the bus at the bus stop in front of the school.

"Well what?" Ask one of the girls who is now embarrassed.

Cia furrowed her brows at Jojon who seemed to be wriggling on Devan's red motorbike. Now Cia believes that Jojon's presence is to pick her up. Cia doesn't understand why Jojon, the grubber who picked up Cia at school? Though there are many mechanics that can be asked other than Jojon or Haikal to pick him up .

"Let Brother can hide you, eaaaaaaaaa!!!!" Jojon squirms again on the motorbike to make other students laugh.

"Jon!" Cia patted Jojon hard on the shoulder making him flinch in shock.

"Eh, Dek Cia, I've been waiting for Dek Cia from here. Tau not if the brother was already hot, dry and lucky brother was not kidnapped as a bad person," he said.

"Why did you pick him up anyway?"

"Well, Fatima's grandmother who told me to pick her up, actually the Deon who was told but, to show her brother Jojon's love and affection to Cia's deck so Jojon raised his hand," he explained.

"Silence lo!" Cia rounded her eyes as if telling jojon to shut up. Cia glanced at the girls whispering to each other, not knowing what they said about Cia.

"I want to go home!"

"Each deck Cia," said Jojon spirit 45 and then turn the bike quickly.

"Please get on deck Cia!" Jojon said with a sweet smile.

Cia breathed a heavy breath and then stepped towards Jojon who was ready on the bike.

"Eitz!" Hold Jojon.

Cia's steps quickly came to a halt then looked at jojon with astonished eyes.

"What else?" Upset Cia.

"For the sake of Jojon's future wife ja-"

"Lu say again I broke your lips, yeah!" cia Ancam.

Jojon fell silent as he pinched his fresh pink lower lip with a sorry look.

"Sorry deck Cia, here!" Jojon sticks out Cia's black helmet.

"Not wear a helmet!"

Cia was speechless with her thinking face if, already like this Cia had to obey, otherwise jojon would be blamed by his mother.

"Yes, it's here!"

"You want Jojon's brother to put up?" Look at Jojon in excitement.

"Gue broke your hand, dad!!!" Jerking Cia again made Jojon jerk in shock.

Cia pulled the helmet rough and immediately sat on the back seat of the bike while Jojon now smiled sweetly.

Jojon moves the rearview mirror of the motor to point at Cia's face. Just as the surface of the rearview mirror of the motor was pointing at Cia's face, Jojon gasped in shock at Cia's two bulging eyes. It's a threat to him.

"Rapain lo?!!" Jerky Cia.

"No, Deck Cia." Jojon again moved the rearview mirror back to his original position before Cia actually chewed on it.

"It's the way!"

"That helmet hasn't been made yet!"

"Oh, yah lo nyebelin!!!" Cia's shout was loud enough to make Jojon swallow.

"Now, nih, nih, satisfied lo?!!!" Upset while putting a helmet on his head.

"Ok deh, Dek Cia," said Jojon smiling.

Jojon begins to start Devan's red motto repeatedly trying to turn it on making Cia jerk in the back seat.

"Well, why else?"

"Patience, Deck Cia!"

"Why do you use this bike anyway? I know this bike is old still dipake."

"Well, Grandma Fatima told him this one," explained Jojon as he continued to start the bike with his legs as strong as possible.

Breeeeeeeeeummm!!!!!!

the motorbike seemed to scream on the side of the road into the spotlight of the students who were there. The black smoke from the old motor exhaust soared black making everyone turn their heads and close their noses.

Cia was rounded with her reddened face. It felt like Cia wanted to take the bag and hide the smoke into the bag.

"It's on fire."

"It's the way!" Peka Cia was upset.

The motor is traveling at medium speed through the buildings of the city of Jakarta that appears to be towering in the white sky. Vehicles of various types were seen attending the traffic jam on the paved road in Jakarta which was quite hot.

Cia's hair swung in the wind of the afternoon, while Jojon, who seemed to be blabbering on the motor, let out his deadly waves that Cia had never responded to.

The red motorbike is now passing through the fence of the Mobepan workshop which is still crowded by motorcycle owners who wait for the motorbike to be repaired by other motirs.

Piiiiiiiiiiiiiip!!!!

Jojon hides the motor horn right next to Baby who is seriously patching the motorcycle tire with a thigh-length skirt that Baby uses.

"Eh, pip pip pip, eh pipip!!!" Baby shouted while jumping from the small chair.

"Eh, crazy you, well make ekye surprised!!!" baby screams with his voice.

Cia laughed a little and then immediately roared off the bike.

"Watch the fist, Ci!!!" Shouted Haikal turned his head for a moment then looked back at the tv screen.

"No I want to immediately withdraw," said Cia slightly smiling.

Usually without being invited Cia immediately sat at the kamling post and joined Haikal and the others but today was really tiring. Running around because of being chased by debt meatballa mang Adang and punished in the ceremonial field.

Cia stepped towards the house across a fairly crowded highway. He opened the fence slowly and then stepped into the yard of the house. Cia sat on the floor of the house and opened her black shoes and got back up from the floor stepping into the house.

"Yes, Ma".

Cia's steps stopped hearing Devan's voice sounding limp from inside the kama. With a slow step Cia brought her ears closer to the surface of the room door Devan tried to hear more clearly.

"You've got to get well, son!"

"Yes, Ma."

"Remember, Van is now not only you're threatened but Cia is too."

Devan nodded.

"You must be strong, because Cia needs your protection!" Fatima patted Devan's shoulder slowly.

Cia was silent hearing Fatima's words from outside. Cia did not understand what they were saying. Who will threaten the lives of Cia and Devan then why should Cia be protected?

"Mama wants the old Devan! 13-year-old Devan, strong Devan."

Devan nodded again.