Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 55

"From, Van."

Devan sighed and shook his head slowly after hearing this.

"Ci, are you serious?"

Cia nodded with a confused face. Is this wrong?

"Emang why?"

"Ci, who you explained earlier to me like you're clear about kuntilanak tau no, hahaha." Devan laughed a little, but was restrained by Cia's sharp gaze which seemed to stab Devan so sadistically.

"Ci, now I want it, you see what?"

"Afrom, Van" said Cia again with a serious face.

Devan poked his lips while rubbing his hair trying to be patient.

"Ci, you kicked me! Long hair, long nails and white clothes" he said, counting his fingers, "That's an angel?"

"The van I saw, it's like that."

Devan smiled after hitting his knee, venting his frustration at Cia.

"Ok," he nodded while smiling resignedly.

"Where do you see it?"

"In the basement."

"It's really kuntilanak lo see, Ci."

"No, Van!"

"Kuntilanak!"

"No!!!" shout Cia.

"Kuntilanak!!!" shouts Devan.

"Ih, bummer, yah lo."

Cia exhaled heavily then leaned her body against the back of the sofa. Devan may not understand how the angel Cia meant. It's not a kuntilanak like what Devan thinks. 

Devan furrowed his brows. Devan just realized that, Cia just mentioned the basement.

"Ci!"

"Em," she said coldly.

"Where's the kuntilanak?"

"From!!!"

"Yes, yes, angel, where did you see that?" Look at Devan seriously.

"In the ground-carrying room."

"Huh? What's up there, Ci?"

Cia looked up in shock and then bit her lips slowly. Cia was really stupid and said that to Devan who was still looking at him very seriously waiting for an answer from him. Now Cia doesn't know what to say. If, Cia was honest about this, Devan would be angry but, if Cia lied, Cia would have to tell Devan what.

"Ci!"

"Huh?" Cia gasped in shock, waking up from her daydream.

"Where was that from?"

"Gue-"

Devan rests his body on the back of the sofa and then presses the off button on the remote. The atmosphere was now silent - none of them spoke.

"What's your chin?" His pointing made Cia stare at Devan's question.

It feels like Cia's body is limp with a sense of heat that radiates throughout her body until her heartbeat is difficult to control making Cia nervous.

"Ci!" calling Devan made Cia turn her head.

"What's your chin?"

Plaques

The hard punch landing on Devan's arm made Devan gasp in shock with his confused gaze.

"Lo why the hell, Ci?" he was annoyed as he rubbed his arm that had been hit by Cia.

"Wicked lo!!!" his yell.

"Wicked what the hell, Ci?"

"Lo get me some bego!!!" his yell.

"Hush!!!" Devan placed his index finger in front of his nose while staring throughout the room and centered on Fatima's bedroom door.

"What?" face Cia confusion.

"Not to scream! Mama Bagun, where are you from anyway? Keep your chin up why can't it be blue like that?" devan asked while looking at Cia who was now only able to bow.

Cia is now biting her lips, maybe Cia should say everything to Devan anyway Devan will definitely continue to rush him with various questions if, he does not answer.

"Ci! Answer now!"

Cia breathed a long and heavy breath as if it was hard to explain.

"Ci, answer me now!"

"Em, ta.ta.tadi I'm in..be told to copy the same photo of Mr. Yanto-" Cia's speech stopped for a moment trying to regulate his breathing.

"Continue?"

"Ehem, Van, you know what?" continued Cia whose tone suddenly became excited making Devan turn to look at Cia who was now looking at him with a wide smile as if forgetting her nervousness explained it.

"Do you know who I met?"

"Well, how do I know I wasn't there."

"Yes, you just tell me who! Was difficult?" sharp look Cia.

"Yes, yeah, who?" pasrah.

Cia smiled and moved her body trying to close the distance between her and Devan.

"Gue met the owner of Brahmanaaa mall!!!" cia shouted so hysterically.

"Did?" look at Devan wonder.

"Yes, my gosh, Van! That's the one we bought the bag at the big mall."

Devan was silent trying to remember about the thing Cia explained.

"nothin? The one we bought the medicine, the pretty dress."

Devan widened his eyes and his mouth opened quickly when he managed to recall that.

"Oh that one, keep going?"

"The car deflated so, Cia helped uh was even invited to his house."

"Keep you want?"

"Yes, I will, when I refuse."

"Ci! Next time if anyone doesn't want to!"

"Emang why? But you know what, Van? gedeeeeee's house is so!!!" Cia stretched her hand making Devan move her body backwards as Cia's fingers pushed Devan's face firmly.

"Looking, Ci!" Hempas Devan keeps Cia's hand away.

"Then Cia went to the toilet and it fell down!" point Cia towards her chin which looks blue.

"That blue sampe?"

Cia nodded.

"Cia continues to cry, well, Van there is a cry very fast, well Cia has been on the stairs and it's very nice, Van. The oath!" Cia's whispers make Devan creep.

"And in this period, well he was made to be whipped to the point of bleeding, beh," ringis Cia at the end of his speech while Devan gawked.

"That's so hard, isn't it, Van?"

"No!" devan said briefly and then turned on the TV again.

"Ih, what the hell? You should be Kasian!"

"Kasian why? If you are whipped I just kasian. Why is he on the whip?"

"That Cia knew his bidadariah was spitting on the man who whipped him, Van."

"Crazy dong."

"Rubber!"

Devan furrowed his brows incomprehensibly with Cia correcting his perfunctory answer.

"Rubber?"

Cia nodded.

Devan further furrowed his eyebrows do not understand and then closer his sitting position face to face with Cia.

"Rubber?"

"Yes, Van. He likes to yell in obscurity."

"Emang kuntilanak kali, Ci who lo see."

"From, Van." Look at Cia sharply.

"No! Nope! Nope! Kuntilanak!"

"From!"

"Kuntilanak!" Firmly do not want to lose while bringing his face closer to Cia who also glared.

"From, Van!!!" shout Cia.

"Kuntilanak, Cia!"

None of them spoke up anymore, they looked at each other so closely.

"Oh!" Upset Cia got up from the sofa.

Devan smiles cynically and then presses the remote button again to bring up the picture on the TV screen.

"Ci!!! The one you saw was a kuntilanak!!!" shouts Devan.

Devan smiled as he stared at the TV screen accompanied by a quiet atmosphere, no more shouting Cia there after the blow of the room door.

Plaques

The cushion of the sofa slammed into Devan's head followed by the sound of the door slamming after Cia threw Devan's head with a pillow making Devan grimace.

"Ci!" Devan turned his head while holding his head to look at the door of Cia's room that had been tightly closed.

"Crazy lo, Ci!!!" shouts Devan.