Father Or Boyfriend ?

Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 72


Fika was silent in the parking lot along with Adelio who was now staring at Cia who was now standing on the side of the paved road, before long the yellow angkot pulled over on the side of the road after Cia waved stopped the angkot.


Fika was still staring at him until the angkot was completely gone from Cia's sight.


"Adelio you really ma.u-" said Fika stopped staring at Adelio who had now stepped away towards his motorbike.


Adelio.


Fika breathed a heavy breath. Huh, Fika should have realized that this was just a lie! Adelio just had to be your fake girlfriend, Fika!


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Cia stepped up from the angkot after giving two thousand money to the angkot driver.


Cia looked up at Abraham's magnificent home, this was the third time Cia had gone to this magnificent house. A palace with an angel inside.


Cia stepped closer to the golden iron gate while carrying a black crackle bag containing color paint and a special paint brush that Cia bought in the store. Cia was again amazed to hope that the house looks shiny and large enough.


"Dec Cia, yeah?" asked the man in black uniform who was none other than Madi, the security guard.


"crazy, how could he know my name?" Cia muttered inexhaustibly.


"I.i.e., sir," replied Cia nervously with a nod.


Madi opened the gate of the house wide to make Cia a little gaping, because Kagum.


"Said lord Abra.eh means lord Brahmin, Dek Cia was told to go straight into the house!" obviously Madi who almost he slipped said his master's real name.


"I'm coming straight in, sir?" ask Cia who is still outside the fence.


Madi nods.


Cia stepped foot as she continued to stare towards the golden yellow main door while occasionally staring at the fountain that gushed upwards face-to-face towards the main door.


"Assalamualaikum," said Cia pushed the big door slowly and then stepped into the house.


Cia turned to the left and right of Cia while looking at the atmosphere of the luxurious house that looked silent, there was no one in the sani.


Cia stared at the bottom of her feet to make sure there was no dirt on her shoes. Cia is afraid that the floor of this luxury house will get dirty and smelly because of it.


Cia stepped inside the house with slow steps. Cia still remembered the room carrying the land, the angel's room.


"Who are you?" The voice of the woman sounded.


Cia came to a halt when that loud enough voice sounded. Cia quickly looked around the house, There was no one there. Cia rounded her eyes, whether the voice that Cia had just heard was the ghost of the palace guard.


"Dam!!!" the sound was heard again making Cia look around the house, there was no one there.


No no no no no no


The sound of high heels steps was heard making Cia turn to look at the source of the voice. The woman in red branded clothes on her knees stepped down the stairs.


From his appearance alone it was already seen that he was the owner of this palace house, but Cia had never seen this woman before.


Firdha stopped her steps in front of the girl who dared to enter her house without excuse. Who is this girl?


Cia gulped staring nervously at the woman.


"Who are you?" ask Firdha.


"Sa... I'm Cia, Auntie," replied Cia nervously.


"Hust!!! Don't call me auntie! I'm not your aunt!"


"Don't do it, I want what I want to have Auntie kayak lo! Idih amit-amit," muttered Cia annoyed.


"Sorry, Mom!" Cia bowed.


"Huust!!! call me Mother! I'm not your mother!" Firm Firdha.


Cia lowered her head, if Cia could stop time it felt like Cia wanted to strangle this woman's neck to death.


"Sorry!" say a.


"Call me madam firdha!"


Cia took a deep breath then raised her gaze to look at Firdha.


Firdha was wide open to hear the words of this girl who dared to say that to him.


Firdha stepped forward with a sharp look in her eyes.


"How dare you be with me?"


"Loh, I don't fight Auntie, but if Auntie wants to, yeah, come on!" Cia.


Firdha exhaled heavily, again this girl in scout uniform called her Aunt plus this girl dared to invite him to a fight.


"Diem you!!!" snapped Firdha.


"Loh, the aunt who talked most of the time wasn't Cia!"


"Don't call me aunty!!!" Snapak Firdha's.


"No need to jerk off dong Aunty!!! I don't like it!!!" cia shouted along snapping.


Firdha really did not expect that this foreign girl would dare to snap at him like that.


"Oh, dare you there me!!!"


"Get you out of my house!!!" point Firdha towards the door.


"Firdha!!!" abraham, who was standing at the entrance. 


Cia smiled at the arrival of Abraham who was now stepping towards him.


"What the fuck are you, Firdha? You can't yell at Cia!" abraham said in a high tone.


Firdha did not understand her husband who was angry with her just for yelling at this girl. 


"Hear that!" added Cia pointing making Firdha even more annoyed.


"Cia" call Abraham.


"Yes, sir," Cia replied quickly as Abraham mentioned his name.


"Please go to my daughter's room!"


"Yes, sir." Cia nodded then glanced at Firdha with a mocking look.


"By.by.by Aunty," said Cia as she slowed her hand and walked away with a big smile.


Both of Firdha's jaws hardened and trembled so deeply annoyed.


Who is this girl?


"Mas!" Firdha stared in disbelief at her husband.


Firdha was so surprised. How could Abraham have sent this girl into his daughter's room. Firdha was afraid that this girl would tell people that the Princess of lord Abraham and mistress of Firdha was crazy.


Abraham raised his palm towards Firdha as if he did not want to hear the words of Firdha who now greeted him with thousands of questions.


"Aante!" call Cia who stopped her steps.


"What else?" ask Firdha.


"Well Aunt!" Waving Cia with a mocking look then stepped up.


"Don't call me aunty!!!" snarl Firdha again.


Cia smiled as she continued to step her feet towards the stairs of the earth-carrying room.


"You can't let a stranger into our house so good."


"Especially her, the brash girl met our daughter who we have been hiding for years" Firdha continued.


Abraham remained silent.


Cia stopped her steps when she was standing in front of the entrance of the angel's room that seemed open. From a distance Cia was able to see the angel who was still lying face down in the corner of the room together with Naini who was now holding a bowl of porridge.


Cia stared at the white floor that was scattered with white porridge, Cia was sure that the angel refused to eat.