Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 6

Cia's breath tightened it feels weak can't feel like he's standing upright. His gaze now appeared blurred in the puddle of tears that almost dripped down his cheek.

"Dad," Cia's small voice sounded but clearly made her tears spill over her smooth cheeks.

Devan immediately looked at the cia who still looked down. Cia's shoulders seemed to shake he knew if the chatty girl who was none other than his son, the only daughter was crying.

"But, I don't think he's a father.if, if he's my father why is my birth certificate not a devan name but a doctor's name ?"

"Why ? huh ?" Cia looked at Fatima who seemed surprised by the sudden scream.

"Have you not acknowledged me as a child in front of his friends ? isn't it ?"

"She even forbid to talk to people if she cia her child. Why ? huh why ?" Stare at the cia while occasionally wiping away the tears flowing down her cheeks.

"Why do you diem ? why ?"

"Gue I don't think I'm the baby in this family !"

"Ci l-"

"What do you want to say ?" His words quickly cut out Devan's speech which was now silent again.

"Have you ever come take my report card at school ? have you ever not ?"

"No, no ! because, you're ashamed to have me-"

"Gue don't know what's wrong with me until you don't want to admit me as a kid together ?"

"And you told me to call the man I should call grandma mama.so what ? let me feel like I have a mom, huh ?"

"Now I know why I never squirm my mom, because she's shy"

"He's ashamed of having me, isn't he ?"

"Lo who always refused to make a story about my same mother, why ?"

Devan remained silent not responding to the words of the cia who was now enlivening the atmosphere with his rage.

"Devan's answer ! tell me so I can tell my reasons if I'm not the son of a doctor yusuf !"

Cia's cry now becomes so while looking at Devan who is silent without an expression that shows if he cares about his words and most importantly without crying.

"Just answer me !!!"

"Lo won't understand cia."

"Why ?"

"The story is long and Lo will not be able to understand."

"Where is devan ? the story of the prophet adam who was 930 years old can be told, why not ?"

"City ... I can't and the pudding problem I promise I'll change," he said with a chest that felt tight.

"Gue doesn't need pudding !"

Shouting and then stepping into the room did not forget he slammed the door making Fatima gasp in shock.

Fatima started glancing at Devan who now looked down. He began to step closer and knelt before his son.

"Devan." Fatima gently stroked her son's black hair.

"Devan comes in first, yeah !" Devan put Fatima's hand away and stepped inside her room and closed it slowly.

Devan leaned behind the door and slowly collapsed in a flood of tears.

Everything that cia said was true he never admitted cia as his son in front of people but, what he did was wrong, was wrong, he just wanted his daughter who he had been protecting for so long to stay with him and not feel the interference of the bad guy who was ready to threaten him if he told Cia everything.

But, now he realized that his way of protecting is now a pressure for the cia. Devan knows he is wrong but, if this mistake cannot be forgiven without a reason to be said.

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Devan stepped out of the room after a long day of deep sleep in his room. Devan admits he is tired.

Devan grabbed the water bottle from the refrigerator and started to gulp it down and placed it on the dining table. Devan stared at the sink with only one white plate with a spoon and glass Now, his mind is fixed on cia. has Cia eaten or not ?.

"Eat, Van !" Fatima said as she stepped out of the toilet.

"Cia ate?"

"He was not out of the room every day" Fatima said.

Fatima picked up the dirty dishes and rubbed them with laundry soap.

Devan is now speechless.if Cia does not eat dinner he will definitely starve in addition cia has not eaten after coming home from school.

Devan rushes to grab a plate from the cupboard and then takes the rice from the pot, not to forget also the fried fish sauce stir-fried with onion.

"When do you have to keep this secret, son?" Fatima looked at Devan who started pouring water into the glass.

"Well, everybody."

Devan stared at Fatima's face while holding a plate and a glass of water in his hand.

"You don't have to jump !"

Devan stepped away leaving Fatima who was still standing in front of the sink with a sad look on her face.

"Ci, cia !!!" Shouted Devan.

Devan kicked slowly the door cia quite hard well, actually Devan did not intend to kick the door cia room but, because his left hand held the plate and his right hand held the glass so, well forced.

Devan was silent for a moment no answer from cia, did the girl faint after being angry this afternoon or did she commit suicide ?. Devan shook his head quickly getting rid of the stupid thoughts from his brain.

Devan who ran out of patience was kicking hard the door of the room cia who became the source of his main obstacle. 

"Cia you sleep well ?" Shouted Devan again and brought his ears closer to the surface of the door.

"What the hell bothers you know !!!".

Shouting cia makes a smile fluffy in Devan's lips, which crossed Devan's mind when he heard the sound of cia is cia still alive.

"Have you eaten yet ?"

"No matter !"

"Well, what the hell is that talking ? it's not important."

Shouts

Cia spontaneously got up from her bed after hearing her father's words. God, why should he have a father like this.

"Lo doesn't matter either !!!" upset cia.

"No, Cia, it's important that I bring you food."

"Gue knows you're hungry."

"Gue isn't hungry" she said again.

But, if to be honest he was actually very hungry even earlier, he had intended to take food in the kitchen when 1 pm later but, because Masi at 9 pm so, because, his hunger is first held.

"Gue in?"

"No !!!" His quick shout made Devan shocked.

"Don't go through my door ! I don't like !"

"Gue really don't like.just be careful if you touch my door !!!" Chickety cia.

Cia was silent there was no sound from Devan from outside her room.had she left but, why should he go should Devan force him to eat in addition to his starving stomach and the cries of worms that have been asking for rations.

Cia threw her body on a soft bed with a blue bed with a red rose motif. Life is not fair, especially about his father, now he thinks whether when man was created by God and the division of super-adult father arrived, understanding and authoritative he was late and got the ration of a father who was still young plus his behavior that was far from the word adult.

Cia grabbed her hair in frustration .

"No way !!!!!"

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