Residual Flavour
Deva is not alone

God and Deswita obviously could not hide her shock. Especially the Gods, the man immediately stood up and swung his legs closer to the place where Deva was standing glued.

"I'm not quiet, Dev. Ever since I found out, I've been asking you to find out for yourself to Debora straight away. Because what I heard wasn't much, I was afraid of being wrong. I wanted us to find the truth for ourselves at that time. But lately, we've been too busy to make this a priority." The god tried to explain before the misunderstanding continued further.

Deswita comes close to Deva. The woman then grabbed Deva's hand gently. "This is not an easy thing, Dev. Mades did not defend the gods. But this kind of crime cannot be revealed with just a testimony. Moreover, the testimony did not include any real evidence and data."

Deva returned Deswita's gaze so wistfully. His eyes looked glazed. "Mades knows, what happened to us after papa was convicted of being a corrupt? We lost everything. The wholeness of a family, possessions, and most of all - we lose honor."

"Mades may never have been in your position, how much you suffered, Mades could not have imagined. Yang Mades knows, you can stand this good until this second, it's because of your vast heart and mind, Dev. We'll help you recover your papa's good name. But don't be rash. Politics is dirty. Re-examination of a case is not easy, let alone that your father is dead, we have to really prepare everything."

Hearing Deswita's long but very reasonable speech. Deva smiled miris. "I will not stay silent, if it is true papa Kak Debora or anyone involved. No matter how long it takes, I will pursue the truth until the last blood."

"You're not alone, there's us" Deswita said.

"It's not a problem Debora is my ex. Not at all. I've been asking you to move in together, haven't I? If you think I'm wrong, I'm sorry" God said.

Deswita immediately turned to her only son. Just to make sure that his hearing is not wrong. "Sorry" - a very rare word uttered by a God on someone else. And now that word slid sincerely from the lips of the handsome man.

Deva shook her head slowly. Then took off Deswita's hand politely. "The Lord is not wrong. No need to apologize. After all, you shouldn't be involved or involved in this."

"Not so, Dev. Believe me, you can't be alone. I'm sure it's not just Mr. Philanthropy involved. There were obviously other people behind him. When your father was alive, it was hard to speak the truth, especially now?" resolute God, though clear and straightforward, the man lowered his tone so as not to seem pushy.

"God is right, we must be careful in stepping. Right now, pretending not to know is the best option" Deswita said.

"Actually yesterday Papa Agas also told the problem of Kak Debora's family involvement. I don't want to rush. Papa said, in political matters, we must not trust anyone. In fact, we'd better keep our opponent one step closer." Deva's gaze glared far away as she said so.

"We're looking for proof of that together" the God involuntarily grabbed Deva's hand, staring at her personal assistant so deeply.

Deswita menguulum smile while slipping prayer in the heart. "Let my son have happiness, O God. Set my son's heart to love Deva. Let them look after each other and complete each other for the rest of their lives in a sacred bond of marriage."

****

In a place not too far from where Deva was, precisely just a few houses away, Dave seemed to sit cross-legged on his alphabet title.

Dave's head looked up at the ceiling of his room. Solitude in the right place, makes him more reminded of how God is the All-Surer of all things. Everything that Allah wills SWT if it wants to be realized is enough to say kun fayakun. That is, Allah SWT does not need anything else but His own substance. Even the prayer that a servant climbs with routine and earnestness, is not always granted if God does not desire.

****

When so many people start the day with prayer and kindness, it is not the case with Dira, Rudi and their team of lawyers.

"You make sure the man's family wants to be invited to work together. I don't care how. As soon as possible, my wife should be transferred to a hospital in Jakarta" Rudi said.

"Good, Father. I will intervene myself to meet them," replied the head of the team of lawyers named Togar.

"Go! Don't waste time." Rudi ruled in his haughty style.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me." Togar and two of his men left the hospital lobby where they were talking.

"Pa, who is the man who was with my mom? Is she really mama's affair?" asked Dira without further ado to Rudi after their lawyer team.

"No way! Your mother was very loyal and loved papa so much. No, don't focus on the guy. Importantly, we're thinking about how to restore your mama's condition." Rudi casually patted Dira on the shoulder.

"May my mother improve soon. Dira does not want Dave to be alone to meet his ex. Wonder, how can Dave crazy about the son of a corruptor," decih Dira. He's always upset whenever he remembers Dave loving Deva so much.

Rudi just kept quiet. He did not give any response to Dira's statement. For different reasons, he wants to return to Jakarta soon.

Nina's own condition has not changed much. Although blood pressure, heart rate, and digestive organs have been functioning normally, but not so with the organs of movement. From time to time, up to three days passed very slowly, Nina still could not move, even just moving her fingers was not able to.

This afternoon, after going through a series of long examinations, the bandages that had closed Nina's eyes would be opened. This, successfully made Dira and Rudi save worries. The tension was clearly visible on the faces of the two.

The Eye Specialist, slowly and carefully opened the bandage covering Nina's eyeball. It was such a stressful moment for everyone in the room. The condition of Nina who could not sit upright, clearly a little difficult this process. One nurse's hand that supported Nina's head, had to hold back the sore because the patient's weight was now as if it was concentrated in his hand.

"Don't open it yet, Mom. Wait for my cue," said the doctor as soon as he reached the last layer of bandage. "Please dim the lights a little, Sus," he told the other nurse.

"Please open slowly, ma'am. If you feel pain, don't force it."