Residual Flavour
Enjoy the sunset together

The god smiled cynically, then immediately launched his motorbike at a fairly high speed. The tighter he felt the grip of Deva's hand, the more motivated the man's guts to increase speed. Feeling that the shoulder grip was not safe enough, Deva ventured to lower her hand quickly to circle around the waist of the God.

Now, the confusion doesn't just belong to Deva. The gods feel the same. His heart suddenly beat faster. The man slowly reduced his motor speed. The focus of the Gods becomes uncluttered.

Until it stops at a red light, Deva does not let go of the handle even once. Even his head was slightly stuck on the back of a God. Let alone out the temptation or swagger as usual, to mengoleum a smile even God is unable. His body and mind were not relaxed.

"Dev, it seems, the position of the hand on the shoulder is better. I feel very unhealthy right now. Just up to the waist, my pants are tight like this. My mind is not going there. It's obviously my own shower." The gods only dare to speak in their hearts.

Deva of course did not hear the grievances of the heart of God. Plus, actually Deva is now even daydreaming. He recalled that when he was in elementary school, Amar often took him around the housing complex using a motorbike. For a long time, he did not feel riding the bike. A few times invited Dave, but ended with a little debate. Her ex-boyfriend always had many reasons not to comply with Deva's request. Can count the fingers he rode the bike with Dave.

"It's here, Dev." The gods had to disturb Deva's daydream. Because they are already in the Prambanan temple motorcycle parking lot. "Dev," called out to the Gods once more while venturing to pat Deva on the back of his hand.

Deva suddenly woke up from her daydream. He hurriedly removed his hands from the waist of the Gods. "Sorry, sir."

Deva came down from the splint while carefully removing her helmet. As in most women after riding a motorcycle. Deva hurriedly straightened her hair back.

"Eat first, yuk! I haven't had lunch yet, Dev. I'm laper," God's pinta.

"Eat it later after a walk can not? it's not even comfortable if it's full." Deva said it expectantly.

"Yes, yeah. But I can buy you a drink. At least, I have the energy not to lemes."

Not giving an answer, Deva headed straight for the small stall in the parking lot rather outside, he bought two bottles of medium-sized mineral water.

"Yeah!" Deva took the god to step towards the entrance counter while giving the water bottle earlier.

The god took out a wallet and paid for the entrance ticket in cash. The quickly defeated Deva simply thanked him with a sincere smile. Making God really have to remind his heart once again so as not to be presumptuous to precede a fall in heart. The two then walked along the temple area.

"Bandung Bondowoso should be able to build 1000 temples. But because of Roro Jonggrang's cheating, the efforts of a man who wants to qualify from his beloved woman become futile, even ending tragically."

"It's not Roro Jonggrang's fault, sir. Basically, there is no love. Refusing explicitly, would be in vain if the man is very powerful. That's why women have to be resourceful" Deva said as she continued to walk closer to an abandoned temple building.

"There are many ways to reject a man, why cheat like that. Of course the King did not accept it and ended up making a loss to Roro Jonggrang himself," snorted the God.

Deva frowned until both ends of her eyebrows fused together. "Wait a minute, why are we debating the story of Bandung Bondowoso and Roro Jonggrang. Whatever, at least they leave the history of civilization extraordinary to us. Without high technology, the relic can move the wheels of the economy of the surrounding community. A love story that is tragic, but still provides benefits. How are we doing? Besides wounds, what else can we dedicate from love."

"Dih, even confide. A post-prehistoric couple, leaving evidence of love even more remarkable. They gave the living creatures the form of a reddish-tiny baby - the next generation of millennial descendants."

Deva reflex instantly pinched the arms of the Gods. The two unconsciously chuckled together. The god invited his personal assistant to take a selfie together. Deva did not refuse. He even did the same thing using his personal phone, some epic photos were made. Both are kept as private collections. None of them were uploaded to both social media.

Satisfied to be there for almost two hours more with the ending of a afternoon lunch, Deva and Dewa continued the journey to Ratu Boko Temple which was not too far from the previous location. Only about twenty minutes drive, it was also God drove his vehicle slowly because of the winding road and up and down. Given the intended place, it is located in one of the hills.

While Dewa and Deva enjoy the togetherness that makes one of them have to organize their hearts with difficulty, Dave who also just finished his lunch, again must find the presence of Dira in front of his room.

"Dave ... We go for a walk, yuk!" Dira said it softly.

"Not now, Dir. I'm still lazy" Dave refused.

"Later on, Dave. Please ... We are legally husband and wife. Can you stop acting like I'm your big enemy?" Dira asked no matter what the reason why Dave was being so to him.

"When, Dave? I'll try to understand you. But give me a chance to show that I can be good too. If you keep me away, I'll make sure I put pressure on Deva. Because he made you like this" threatened Dira.

Dave stared intently at Dira. "My attitude, not Deva, is decisive. I love him, that's my will. Don't you dare harass Deva. If that happens, I'll make sure you'll be further neglected."

"okay, Dave. We made a deal. I'm not going to harass Deva, I'm not going to force us into one room. I'm only asking for one thing, at least, don't deny our togetherness if it's outside. Is not your love selfish? Wouldn't you and Deva love each other if each lived happily? Soo, learn to pretend to be happy in front of Deva."

Dave just turned his face away. Without even Dira being told, he was indeed thinking in that direction. However, of course not by pretending to be happy with Dira. Dave's just gonna try to be normal with Deva.

"Later tonight after Isya prayer, I have a short time to go for a walk. Now I want to rest." Dave closed the door to his room without waiting for Dira to answer.

"I know you're trying to close the path of love to me, Dave. But I'm not giving up. I will create my own path," Dira's mind was accompanied by a sly smile.

Different 180 degrees with the condition of Dira and Dave, two people who usually rarely get along, now look so enjoy the atmosphere and togetherness this time. The insight of God which turned out to be very broad about historical places, made Deva as if walking with a tour guide. Upon arrival at Ratu Boko Temple, they immediately walked towards the gate of the temple gate.

"We're sitting on the grass, yuk! Looks like, the sunset over there will look really nice." Deva pointed at a place that was only a few steps away from where she stood.

The gods agreed. Both of them were sitting on the grass. Staring westward, waiting for the sun that will soon shift to illuminate the other part of the earth.

"Sir, may I ask you something," Deva said it more carefully.

"Just ask." The god answered briefly.

"Ehm .. sorry if this is too personal, do you know Papa Kak Debora well? If I may know, where did he work? Honestly, since this morning, Brother Debora called me. Papa Kak Debora's health condition is declining. I feel like I never knew her, why would Deborah force me to meet her dad."

The god was not surprised, because earlier, Deborah had contacted him. All he surprised was the way his former lover tended to force without including a logical reason.

"The father can not answer if it is not pleasing," said Deva hurriedly while removing his sunglasses. The gods seem to do the same.

"Absolutely no objection. My relationship with Debora can be said not to be as intelligent as you and Dave. I know and know his core family, but only at a glance. Not as deeply as Dave knows your family. Either because of indifference, or because our relationship does not have a purpose. As far as I know, Papa Debora works as President Director at one of the state-owned companies. That's all I know."

Deva did not dare to guess, the country had thousands of companies, too early to immediately put a presumption. Even with what Debora has done all this time, it is actually strong enough to be suspicious. There must be a connection between Deborah's family and her family. Again Deva chose to dismiss before the evidence must have been grasped. Learning from the case of the papa, strong evidence is not enough, let alone just evidence based on his word and he said.

"Forget a moment of trouble, Dev. Don't worry about something that hasn't happened. What we will certainly face, is only all the things that have become God's decree. Today, there may not seem to be a way of justice for us. Let it be later, the working hand of God opens the way of justice for us. He always cares and will never leave us. Even though we-many times want to get away from Him."

The two throw smiles at each other. What an unusual togetherness. Both seem to forget the debate that often accompanies them when in a position alone.

"The gradation of the heavens at dusk-proves not always that black and dark is scary. The sun may sink, but the moon faithfully reflects its light to light up the night. The sun-once he is the owner of the light, he is never angry at those who yearn for the moon."

Deva smiled even more sweetly towards the Gods, not even a hint of foreseeing. Spicy mouth of the superior, can also speak as soft as that. "Letting others be happy does not diminish our happiness."

"Like the sun willingly shares praise with the moon. We should be too. Pretty sad, Dev. Already all. There's still a lot you have to do. Dave's destiny is different, you're the same."

Deva this time chose not to respond to the words of the Gods. He looked straight back at the beautiful sky. Slowly the woman closed her eyes, letting a gust of wind caress her face and gently flew her haircut. Ignoring the pair of eyes that were looking at him was full of admiration.

"Be careful, do not drop yourself to him" the God cried in his heart.

sunset at ratu boko temple.