Residual Flavour
Like Arjuna

Deva stroked her own chest. As if to tell his soul to start practicing and prepare more patience. Not out of fear or terror because of getting a call to face God specifically. But more because he is not the type of person who is good at being stale or looking for face in front of the boss. If God did such a shitty thing when meeting him all this time, it was obvious Deva could not help but remain silent.

Although not excited, but because he did not want to get into trouble, Deva also accelerated his steps. As soon as he got to the door of the CEO's room, he took the time to tidy up his hair first. Saying Bismillah, Deva knocked on the door three times. Then open it slowly without hesitation.

"There's something I can help you with, sir." Deva is as professional as possible.

"Sit." The god pointed to the chair in front of his desk.

The atmosphere was suddenly silent for so long. Instead of immediately telling the purpose and purpose of calling Deva, God was even cool with his phone while smiling.

Deva glanced at the digital clock that was on the left side wall, it had been almost 480 seconds he had been there, yet not a word had been spoken by the Gods. The man still ignored him.

The god glanced at Deva at a glance. A little keki, it turns out the woman in front of him is focusing his gaze downward. In fact, clearly the face and charm is much more worthy of the view than the marble floor.

After moving the tip of his lips cynically, God refocused on his phone. He still wants to get a message back with some of his girlfriends. Before he was preoccupied with a pile of work and also the problems left by Tino, there was no harm in him having a moment of fun.

"I'm sorry, what did you call me here for, huh?" deva asked, enough has been left as if there is no other important work to be done.

The god casually placed his phone on the table. Then take one of the files in the top stack in front of him.

"Are you sure about the information you gave me? If there is no solid evidence, as long and as neat as anything you write this report, the fall is just nonsense and slander." God gave the file to Deva.

"Of course I have proof. I still keep it on my phone. Didn't Mr Tino give the evidence to you?" Deva looked at the God bravely.

"No! Tino just gave me this file, and asked me to ask you if I needed any other data." The god stood around his desk approaching Deva. His eagle eyes began to look at the figure of his personal assistant.

"I'll send it via email." Deva hurriedly grabbed the phone that was on her lap. I want to send an email to the new CEO.

"You sent evidence that is not necessarily accountable for the truth through company emails? Devas... Deva.. That's right you," God's whore, are obviously debasing Deva.

"Not a company email, sir. But personal email. Isn't it on the business card you gave me when it was his personal email address? Or do I just send via whatsapp?" Deva again stared at the God without any pressure.

The god smiled with satisfaction. Deva who had been seen and always displayed a haughty side, turned out to secretly hold admiration for him. This is evident from business cards that are still well stored. Supposedly, the woman in front of him was aware, and no longer prestige to recognize good looks, wealth, and position that is very enough to make every woman fascinated. But that's just a conjecture of God, in fact ....

"I keep your business card, because after I thought about it, our business regarding my car has not really been completed. I have to pay my own risk when everything has been repaired workshop. Of course I will charge that fee to you. Maybe four hundred thousand for you is worthless, but for me, it's worth the cost of my meal a week."

"suffered? How can you judge my life only by a nominal? Your life seems too perfect. Please keep judging me like whatever's on your mind."

"Of course, I always judge people according to the content of my head. Don't let me borrow your weird brain to think. It can fall to my degree," God said, really becoming more.

Deva chose not to chim in with scornful remarks from the Gods. He immediately searched the email feature on his phone screen. Without waiting for God's approval, he sent the proof that his superior had requested quickly.

"I sent you the proof. Please check first. Is there anything you need again? If not, I'd like to get my other work done again." Deva is still trying to be polite. Although his chest already wanted to rebel against the God.

"There's still a lot to talk about. Look at that stack of documents, if I read all the sheets by sheets, until the thirteenth payday will also not run around," said God quickly.

Deva instantly took the top of the pile of files. Then he opened the red map while taking a deep breath and exhaling heavily.

"Will you keep standing? I guarantee it will be a long time, if your feet are strong enough, please!"

Deva began to explain the first map with details and rutu. Occasionally paused by the question of the God who turned out to be quite at home standing leaning buttocks on the edge of the table.

This time, both of them compactly put aside the problems that occurred between them. Deva and the gods seem to be exchanging opinions. Some of their files are discussed thoroughly. Still a few hours running, God must admit, Tino's speech of Deva's ability that should not be underestimated, is true.

"It's enough to get here first, Dev. It's time for lunch and prayer." God put the file on the table.

"Thank you, sir."

That very formal sounding word made the ears of the God itch. Deva's way of speaking is very different from when describing some of the files. Now, the effects of snarl and haughty clearly again dominate.

"You'll find a gift for Tino, won't you? I happen to want to find something too. Let's just go together, take Sashi with you. I don't want to go alone if it's not work. I am handsome, talented, smart and have a position. I'm afraid you're in love and fascinated by me." The gods are strategizing.

"Don't worry, sir. I understand the boundaries. After all, I am not a woman who grabs people's husbands. There are still a lot of single men out there. People are handsome, rich, and have offices not only Father. Love the family, sir. Don't throw too much charm. Poor people who wait at home" said Deva, full of confidence.

"Huh? Snatch people's husbands? Mean what? After all, who is the charm? God was so kind to me, creating a God figure that actually went down Arjuna's good looks. It's natural that women are crazy about me. Is that my fault?" ask God, so relax.

"Salah .. as a man of conscience, you should stop messing with other women." Deva grew increasingly anxious with the arrogant demeanor and speech of the God.

"Wife?"