Residual Flavour
Rudi Threat

No one answered Deva's question. Everything just shut up. The real question has a very long answer. However, it clearly does not want to be answered because so many impacts that can change the lives of those who are already felt in a safe and comfortable position.

Realizing this, Deva can only take a deep breath to dampen her feelings which are now being crowded with question sentences.

"A-a-mar ti--," said Dermawan who stammered again paused because his breath was so stingy.

"Sister Deb, Miss Wid, what are you waiting for? Why not just take her to the hospital." Deva again said the opinion that he thought was the best.

"No, Dev. Papa who does not want. Papa pantes feel pain. This papa's suffering, may a little be a melting pot of sins that have been made" Deborah said.

"How can a mistake be redeemed by pain? How can you, brother? Can this error be corrected by torturing yourself? It won't! There is only added sin. This is not how it works." Suddenly Deva felt very emotional. It came as nothing, in a matter of a moment, as if he was indeed involved in a very confusing situation.

Deborah could not decide for herself. He looked at his mother expectantly. Going to the hospital was his wish. However, during this time the Benefactor always refused for various reasons.

"Rpa ... You have to go to the hospital. If you realize a mistake, this is not the way. We're going to the hospital, okay?" persuade Deva very gently.

The benefactor did not answer.The man's eyes were straight blank forward. His mouth was gaping because his breathing was still difficult.

"Ma ... Papa denger, right? It was Deva who asked Papa to go to the hospital. You want it, Pa?" Deborah persuaded the father.

Agas and Rudi exchanged glances, both ends of the man's lips revealed a cynical smile. They really hope, the benefactor closes the age as soon as possible.

"We'll just take your dad to the hospital, Deb. Ask Mr. Dasuki for help with Mr. Dirman. Tell them to bring the gurney push in here," Widya broke up, finally.

Seeing the attitude of Agas and Rudi who did not feel at all guilty and acted to pressure their families. Making Widya's determination who had wanted to give up, became a spirit again. Coupled with the sincerity of Deva, it will be haunted by guilt if it is nothing, Dermawan even nothing.

Without waiting for a long time, Deborah rushed out of the room. Agas and Rudi were getting displeased. But what can they do? Generosity, with his current condition, was clearly helpless and was already not afraid of anything anymore. While Widya-from the beginning of the woman was already strongly opposed to what was done by Dermawan. Widya-although the wife is submissive, but when there are gaps and opportunities, she is able to do anything.

A moment later, two men who were sturdy like the stature of a bodyguard entered the room by pushing a gurney. Deva and the others shifted places to make room for the two men to move Dermawan's body to the top of the gurney.

"Dav ... Gt ...." The benefactor kept calling Deva's name. Although with a soft voice and decreased awareness, it seems that the man does not want Deva far away from him.

"Dev, come with us to the hospital, yes," Widya asked, expectantly.

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One by one the men left the room following the steps of two men pushing the gurney upon which the Philistines seemed already in such a critical condition. A breathing apparatus was placed in his nose. There was no longer a heavy breathing sound that was not heard. However, the man's eyes closed perfectly.

The god who had just been able to quietly wait, immediately rose from his seat. Seeing what was passing in front of him, Deva's superiors were intrigued to join the others - albeit without being asked. No questions were asked from the man's lips. Gods are smart enough to put themselves in and understand serious circumstances. Without explanation from others, he knew full well, surely all would go to the hospital.

"Dev, you just get in my car, later let it be easier to go home" whispered the Lord.

Deva simply replied with a nod. Rudi with his tail his eyes glanced towards the Gods. No idea why his nephew was among the family of Deborah. Not a good thing. If Deswita hears everything, clearly her position in the company will be threatened.

"No, do not let Generosity and his family open their voices. Amar is dead. Problem solved. His son also looked healthy and had no shortage of. There is no need to feel too much guilt like this," Rudi's inner self with his love.

"Don't go too far, Dev. Papa doesn't want to hurt you anymore. But it's all gone. Papa just wants to protect himself. There's a lot Papa's betting on here. One destruction will bring another destruction" said Agas, also in his heart.

Along the way to the hospital, everyone in each car dissolves with different assumptions, hopes and thoughts.

In the Alphard car that has been designed in such a way as the ambulance function, Debora and Widya continue to climb up the prayer so that God still provides a chance of life and healing to Donation. Their hands were not far from the body of the benefactor who was either asleep or unconscious in the gurney. The man's breathing sounded too slow. The pause of one breath to the next breath was so long.

"O Allah, nothing happens beyond Your permission and will. The best of a servant is one who realizes his mistake and humbly acknowledges and is willing to correct his mistake. We beg you, give your father a chance to account for his actions in the world." Deborah prayed fervently.

In another car, precisely the BMW E-Class sedan car carrying Agas and Rudi, the two people sitting in the middle bench seemed to be getting along and blaming each other.

"I told you from the beginning, be careful with Dermawan and his wife. Now we're the ones who're dizzy, right?" ketus Rudi's.

"You're the one who made things more complicated, Rud. From the beginning, you always wanted to wash your hands and win by yourself. If you don't force my son to marry your daughter, I can keep Deva closer. And my son will be happy too. This complexity always comes from you. How tormented I am when I have to pretend to be kind to Amar, you will not understand. I am here the most tortured. Keeping up with Amar, the more I'm reminded of your greed."

"Put us first, Gas. Don't say as if I'm the only person in charge. I don't want to know, you have to take care of the Philanthropic family. Make them shut up forever" said Rudi.

Agas shook his head so strongly. "You're crazy, Rud. Nah! I don't want to do anything anymore. My sins are enough. Whatever your plan is now, don't involve me."

"really so? How about I spread out a photo of your scandal all this time, Gas?" threaten Rudi with cynicism.