Father Or Boyfriend ?
Chapter 76

Cia stepped up from the yellow angkot that Cia was riding while hanging at the entrance just like a monkey child hanging on a tree branch, well actually the angkot driver had banned Cia hanging like that because of danger and had a dozen times told Cia to sit in the angkot. But Cia refused it because of the wet Scout uniform Cia.

Cia did not want to make the angkot seat wet because of it and troublesome the angkot driver.

Cia opened the fence of the house and immediately entered the house after opening the shoes on the terrace.

"Van!!! Devan!!!" cia shouted as she got inside the house.

Cia turned to look at the TV room that looked silent there was no Devan there, no where the man with the snoring brain was. Did he run away, because he didn't want to come to Loli's birthday party?

"Well!" Cia closed her gaped mouth in fear of that happening. If that was the case then Cia would actually move Devan's lips to his forehead with a single blow.

Stupidhead!

"Yahoooo!!!" shout Cia.

"Yahoo!!!"

"Ci !" The sound of the call being heard from behind Cia made her immediately turn her head to look at the source of the sound.

Devan furrowed his eyebrows staring at Cia's uniform that looked wet even where Cia was standing there was a puddle of water there. Both Devan's eyes widened while staring from the top to the tip of Cia's feet.

"Jeez, Cia!!!"

"Lo why?" devan asked a little laugh, but remained in shock.

Cia breathed a heavy sigh staring at that stupid face of her father that was so annoying.

"Lo's flooded, Ci? Huh huh? Over where? Ahahaha!!!" Devan laughed again.

"Geez, Cia...It's cia." Devan shook his head with a smile showing his white teeth lined up neatly.

"Because of the rain where you are, Ci got soaked like gini?" ask Devan.

"His armpit?" ask cia with a flat face.

Devan took a deep breath and slowly exhaled through the tip of his lips. Devan looked back at Cia's face as she folded her lips inwards trying to hold back the laughter.

"Don't laugh!" threaten Cia while pointing.

"Who's laughing anyway?"

"Lo!!!" shout Cia.

Devan took another deep breath and exhaled it through the tip of his lips and...

"Hahahahahahaha!!!" devan's laughter exploded instantly making Cia wide.

Devan laughs!

"Lo laugh!!!" cia shouted very annoyed.

"No! Ahahaha!!!"

"Silence is not lo!"

"Haha!!!"

"Lo crazy, yeah?" Look at Cia with a flat face not provoked by the laughter of Devan who had filled the room earlier.

Cia turned her body back to Devan intending to step inside her room. It feels very high blood rise when dealing with Devan.

"Why go?"

"Brava!!!"

"Where are you going?!!!"

"Ci!!!" devan shouted again while rounding his eyes looking at Cia's bag which had half been exposed to purple paint.

"What else?" said Cia turned her head with her lazy face.

"Tas lo why? How dirty?"

"Did?" Cia was gaping with both of her eyes that were wide in shock and fear.

Cia didn't expect Devan to see a paint stain on his bag. What should Cia do?

"That's your bag!" Devan stepped closer to Cia and touched the dried paint stain.

"It's paint, isn't it, Ci?"

Cia was silent, stiff.

"Ci!"

"Emm," said Cia.

"It's paint, right?"

"Em, yes it's paint."

"Well!!! Lo play what in school, Ci sampe wet and bag lo, geez, how can it get dirty like gini?"

Cia clicked her mouth, sure enough Devan was now asking about her bag.

"Why, Ci?"

"Em, it's me-"

"What?"

"Em, Cia from the angel's house," said Cia while bowing and playing her legs.

"Why go there again?".l

Cia raised her gaze to look at Devan after the sentence was thrown from Devan's mouth.

"Ok, I don't forbid you to come there, but I can get wet and..." Devan glanced at the bag and pulled it slowly.

"Is this dirty?" continued.

"Bag Cia dirty." Said Cia.

Devan nodded slowly as he rubbed his forehead with a feeling of holding back resentment.

The bag is expensive.

"Cia helped the angel decorate the angel's room so the paint hit Cia's bag," explained Cia.

"Gehias room?"

Cia nodded.

"Keep it wet? Your angel's house is in the river until it's soaking wet like a gini?"

"Well, not" said Cia quickly.

"Continue?"

"Catnya got a uniform Cia so Cia Flush use water, eeeeh continues to get wet," said Cia.

Devan fell silent then nodded slowly.

"Well you ask, Cia?" tanya Cia folded her hands together.

"Emm" said Devan.

Cia turned her lips and turned her back to Devan.

"Eh I forgot," said Cia turning her head.

"What?"

"Lo get ready!" point at.

"Prepare for what?"

Cia exhaled heavily, how could Devan forget about Loli's birthday.

"We're going to Loli's birthday. Lo forgot?"

"Oh," he said briefly.

Cia furrowed her brows whether the short word 'oh' thrown from Devan's mouth was an answer.

"Cock just oh doang?"

"Keep what?"

"Whatever! Now Cia wants Devan to change clothes and remember Devan's appearance must be as Cia wants!"

"Which one?" Look Devan in wonder.

Cia breathed out that heavy breath. How could Devan forget that? A very important thing.

"Lo forgot it?"

"Yes, I forgot."

"That lo nyebelin tau no."

"Well, I don't know, Ci!"

Cia fell silent then stared intently at the silent Devan.

"Lo why?" ask Devan scared.

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Cia turned her chair to look at Devan who was now sitting on the black chair right in front of her makeup mirror. This time Cia was very faced with his father who was now putting a flat face there. Expressionless.

Blue checkered clothes, oversized long black pants with leather brand waist straps attached to Devan's stomach.

Cia took out the surface of her palm and rubbed it gently. Cia looked seriously at Devan's hair as she slowly bit her lower lip.

Devan was just speechless looking at Cia's face with a slightly frightened look, well Cia's face was a little creepy there.

The neat touch is now stroking the surface of Devan's hair with hazelnut oil.

Cia again poured the hazelnut oil into her palm quite a lot then pressed firmly Devan's hair with a greasy middle style.

Devan grimaced feeling the pressure from his head. Several times Devan's head jolted down as Cia pressed Devan's head down. Devan felt that Cia wanted to make her head explode.

"Slow down dong, Ci!" devan was upset.

"It's slow!" Look at Cia sharply while stopping the pressure on Devan's head.

Devan fell silent while turning his lips forward as the sharp gaze glared at Devan.

Cia again stroked Devan's hair, pressing back on Devan's greasy black hair that made Devan gaped to feel the impact from the top of his head.

Cia stepped back then looked seriously at Devan's face.

"Stand up!" Show Cia.

Devan lazily got up from the chair and put on a flat face there. Cia stepped closer, there was less than Devan, but what?

"What the hell, Ci?"

Cia speechless.

"There is less!" cia said in a slow tone.