Residual Flavour
It was a busy morning
Finished receiving the phone which made it instantly turn 180 degrees. Dira sat himself in the dining chair. What was seen at this moment on his face was anxiety, bewilderment, and also sadness.
"Papa .. I have to call papa," said Dira while looking for Rudi's contact name on her phone screen with her hands still trembling.
Several times contacted, not a single call connected to Rudi. The man's number is beyond expectations. "Where are you, anyway?" The frustration now added to Dira's emotions.
In the midst of a terrible feeling, Dira's phone rang again. From the same number that delivered the previous news. In a hurry, Dira immediately received the call.
"Yes ...." Dira's short answer was immediately greeted with a series of information that increasingly made the woman's bones float.
"Just do your best for mama, I'll get there soon" said Dira.
A moment later, the phone connection was cut off. Without thinking long, Dira immediately looked for flight tickets to catch up with the mother. Of course, while continuing to curse in the heart because the papa is so difficult to contact during an emergency like this.
As panicked as Dira was, someone who should not be worthy to think about and worry about Nina's state that big, seemed to stuff some of her clothes into a suitcase. After getting the certainty of the flight schedule, the man was immediately excited to see his iron state with his own eyes.
Fira who witnessed the act of her husband, can only stroke the chest. His patience is drained. Now wounds after wounds that were always ignored, slowly jostling to be evaporated.
"I have to hold back first. Emotions won't make me smart. Let him go, look for proof-who else is the woman who made your husband more cruel and brave as he is now." Fira spoke to herself in her heart.
Without saying goodbye, Agas left the wife who was sitting dumbstruck staring at him on the edge of the bed. There was no intimacy and harmony as displayed all this time in front of everyone. Here they really are. Before Amar's case, Agas' attitude was much better than this. Very loving and very family-first. Everything changed once Agas established cooperation with Rudi and Dermawan.
In a different place, Deva is already between Debora and Widya. The three enjoyed breakfast at the restaurant on the ground floor of the hospital where Dermawan is now being treated. An international hospital, which is actually very familiar to Deva.
"Dev, please keep our whereabouts a secret, yes. From anyone, including the gods. Papa's condition has not stabilized properly, we just want to make sure everything goes according to our expectations" Deborah asked.
"So I can't believe it" Deva said.
"Sorry, we can't tell you why we really need you here. We assure you, we have no evil intentions whatsoever with you." Widya looked at Deva full of tenderness.
"Yes" Deva replied, very briefly. The woman did not want to talk too much. He wants everything to open up as soon as possible. Deva hopes, there is an affirmation or refutation of the previous Agas speech from Debora, Widya or Dermawan himself.
"Hopefully by seeing you often, papa's condition becomes stable soon," Deborah said.
"Amiin," said Deva while throwing a faint smile.
"Deb, mama's back in papa's room first, yeah. You guys just keep talking." Widya stopped eating her morning which still left a few more spoons of bribe on the plate. Deborah replied with a small nod.
"I say goodbye, because I have to work too." Deva stood up, because time had shown seven o'clock in the morning over ten minutes.
Not long after, the farewells were finished. Deva rushes towards the outside lobby to find a taxi that is usually outside the hospital fence. Simultaneously, Dave's car which had just passed through the gate, clearly caught Deva's figure. The man stopped his vehicle to make sure his vision was not wrong.
Realizing that what appeared before his eyes was not just a hallucination, Dave immediately got out of the car. He immediately approached and stopped Deva's footsteps.
"Where are you from, Bee?" greet Dave once the two have seen each other.
"From you look, Bang."
"This is going to the office, Bang. All the way, if it's night, it's not good." Deva catches a question from Dave's face.
"Yes, anyway. Yes, be careful." Dave bit his own lower lip at the end of his sentence.
Under normal conditions, Dave would be happy to take Deva to the office. However, the marital status again confines itself to safeguarding Deva's honor. In the eyes of others, marriage is still like marriage in general. They certainly don't care as complicated as what the relationship is and Dira.
"Thank you, Bang." Deva's steps are wider than ever. The woman no longer looked back. Their love is not distant, only logic forces them to refrain from acting and communicating
Dave scooped his face violently. "May you find your happiness soon, Bee. Enough of me being hurt," Dave's inner.
***
The god arrived at the office earlier than usual, even when the occupants of the sixth floor had yet to come. The man immediately walked into his room. After turning on the laptop and looking at the schedule he had to go through today, he instead looked dreamy.
He rubbed his temples a little tighter. These two days, the God felt his vision become foggy all of a sudden. In fact, he felt all right. Now, his eyes again felt a thin membrane that blocked his eyes to see clearly.
"I think I need a general check-up" muttered the Lord.
Sashi's voice blaring, followed by the sound of Hilda's bells began to be heard until in the room of the Gods. The time is approaching eight o'clock. Impatiently using the internal connection, the God decided to leave the room.
"Shi, Deva has come yet?" god asked, stopping Hilda's conversation with her personal secretary.
"Eh, Mr. Ewa has come." Not directly answering, Sashi instead gave a flirtatious smile and gave a little friendly reluctance on the arms of the Gods.
Unlike usual, the Gods did not respond to the unwillingness at all. The man even took a step back.
"Sir Ewa is getting better. When do we hang out again? Diana and Dara. Our club took too long to vacuum." Hilda was no less flirtatious to ask the Gods.
"Club hiatus first. If you have another mission, meet the four first.back to the topic. Deva's come yet?" The gods showed their seriousness this time.
"It seems not yet, Mr. Ewa. Is there anything I can buy? Uh, I mean, is there anything I can help you with?" Again Sashi tried to tempt the Gods.
"I'm not joking, Shi. If Deva has come, send her straight to my room. And please check when I'm scheduled to go to Singapore!" The gods say it firmly. Without further ado, the man immediately returned to his room.
"Tumben, Mr. Ewa does not hoe. His hand again kesleo times, yes?" sumpul Sashi.
"Your ribs may have worn off, bestie. He's already aware, you're not quite as dazzling as you are," said Hilda as she stepped away from Sashi.
While the others were already busy with their respective affairs, it was not the case with Rudi. The man is still cool to oppress the body of a woman the age of Dira. The sound of the sigh of pleasure sounded earthy from the mouths of the two alternately.
"Don't go inside, Pi. I forgot to take my pills," the woman shrieked in a voice so spoiled. Enjoyment of the tubers of the stem between two thighs rudi so fertilize it.
"Well, baby." Rudi was pushing his hips faster than before. His body began to twitch, a sign of the peak of pleasure will soon be obtained.