Residual Flavour
Meet at the tomb

"Dave ... I want to come, but not today," Dira is still trying to negotiate.

"As far as you are, Dir. From the beginning I didn't force you. Just as you can." Dave waved at a row of online taxi drivers waiting for passengers.

"Dave, at least accompany me back home. Take my things and say goodbye to mom papa. If I go home alone, what will they say?" Dira tried to block Dave's arm. However, nimbly the man brushed it off.

"What did they say? I don't give a shit. Our marriage, not out of love. They should not dream too high on our current relationship. I've been kind enough to give you a chance to do your duty as a wife, not that we can directly engage our heart and physique. Not all love, must be tied up with love." Dave immediately got into the taxi that stopped right in front of him, leaving Dira who looked very upset.

Dave doesn't care, marriage is not a bond to unite two perfect people. However, marriage should be done by two lovers who have the same determination to perfect each other and long for life together to string happiness. In the name of worship and willingness-building new families that are sakinah, mawadah and warohmah.

"Where are we going, sir?"

Dave steers a taxi driver to a place. Not his apartment, nor was Fira's and Agas' residence. He was missing someone who had been so wise. The attitude of the figure always shows an extraordinary level of sincerity.

****

"Dev, why daydream? It's done." The god turned a glance at Deva who was indeed silent with a straight look and a manyun lips on the seat beside the steering wheel.

"I'm not daydreaming, sir. I'm dizzy. Suddenly my debt why so much," said Deva. The woman is clearly not willing to decide God is really forcing.

"It's an investment, Dev. Not pure debt. Right now, you can sprain me. One day, you will thank me a thousand times. Some time is quite long. There will be a man who will marry you. Let him be the keel. Ask for the dowry, it's fine."

Deva pinched the arms of the Gods firmly. "The father can talk lightly because the Father is making money. I'm ready to eat instant noodles and eggs every day."

"Within, do not like to refuse when invited to eat, it is not enough. Itung-itung. You also get a salary from your mom. By the way, pinch you a real mantep. There's a trace of this for sure. Hot, Dev. You're evil." The god slightly grimaced as it was indeed a trace of pain thanks to the Deva pinch still felt real.

Deva flicked her lips casually. "Racaine."

"I pray Ashar first, yes. Fear not to hunt. Torn like this, until the house could have been decades of our maghrib."

Deva agreed. One more thing that made him slowly change his judgment on the Gods was the man's five-time worship. If there is nothing very important, the God always hastened his worship.

After meeting a large mosque on the side of the road, Dewa turned his car to the main gate of the building.

"Father went down at the entrance. Let me find the parking lot," said Deva deliberately wanted to facilitate the gods.

****

Not until fifteen minutes of walking time, God has sent a message that he has completed the four prayers. Deva immediately picked up her superior.

"May, kok.But after that I went to the toy store first, yes. Poor Nyong, left behind. Give him a gift. In a moment, he also has to go to the pesantren." The god said as he returned to drive his car.

"Why should I be in the pesantren, sir? Poor thing, especially if it's too far." Deva ventured to ask.

The god did not answer. Just like Deva, she thought so. However, until now, the Gods did not know the exact answer. He could only guess a little.

"According to Mama, that's for the best, Dev. Mama is well aware of Nyong's position at home. Mama has her own trauma and mental burden each time she remembers Nyong's origin. Mama is very sorry for Nyong. But mama's not an angel, Dev. Mom is still an ordinary man. Mama is afraid that, one day, her resentment and feelings of being held back, can come out through words and hurt Nyong. Mama also did not allow me to take over Nyong's management," explained Dewa at length and very honestly.

"Why not just return it to her real mother, sir?"

"That's why mama told you to investigate that woman named Pomegranate. But it seems, it's better Nyong stay in the pesantren than with her real mother. It was obvious that the woman did not care about Nyong at all."

"Maybe not care. It could be, he's just scared." Deva tried to see the problem from the other side.

"Fear what? A mother is not afraid of anything to fight for a child. He may not be interested, or already be too comfortable with his life now. I follow your mother's will. Importantly, Nyong was in the right place and hands. We didn't throw it away, just gave it a little distance. Mama needs time to understand correctly, how much you love Nyong. Let your mom take care of her heart first. It looks good, not necessarily the truth."

Deva nodded in agreement. A sweet smile came from her lips. I don't know how many times he has to acknowledge the goodness of the Lord when it comes to his mother.

Entering the tomb parking lot, Deva tidied her hair. She took the lipstick in her bag to make it look fresher. The god also scrunched his forehead.

"You're going to the tomb, Dev. Not to the marriage. Why wear lip polish all," protest God.

"Papa always calls me princes. A princess, it must always be beautiful" Deva said.

The god gave a thin smile. "You are beautiful, Dev," she said in her heart. However, a moment later the God realized the praise from his heart was very presumptuous. The man patted his own temple. As if he wanted to take out the contents of the head that began to taint the taste that was in his heart.

When Deva opened the car door, at the same time a taxi stopped next to the God's car. A moment later, a very familiar figure in Deva's heart and mind came out of the car.

"Bang," said Deva softly.

"Bee ...," replied Dave. The man then looked and gave a smile of greeting that was forced on God.

"I bought some flowers first," Deva hurriedly walked off Dave towards the row of flower stalls on the left side of the parking lot.

"Why a coincidence. You guys didn't make a deal, did you?" search for the God while slowly walking closer to Dave.

Dave simply replied with a faint smile. "Do you love Deva?" tanyanya while staring at the God full of search.