Residual Flavour
Be married?

Deva did not receive the bottle. He turned his head first to ascertain who the benevolent figure was giving him a drink. From the voice that was heard earlier, it was clear that the voice was very familiar in Deva's ears.

"Godfather? How can it be here? Said long? Is your extension still tomorrow?" Deva charged the God with the question as soon as the two were already in a position to face each other.

"Something's missing, I'll take it. Six months ago, I was also a general check-up, so I had to bring the old results to use as a comparison material with the new results" God said.

Of course that is not the true purpose of God. The words spoken are only clever God looking for an excuse. I don't know what the exact purpose is? What is clear, the desire of the man to go home even if only briefly can not be dammed again.

"Why don't you tell me you want to go home?" Deva receives a bottle of drink that is still in the hands of God.

"Well, does anyone have to talk to you? What is our relationship? My mother doesn't know. Later that night, I'll be back. Find breakfast porridge, yuk!" Invite Gods

"Nyong is still a toy. We may not walk if we look for porridge. You haven't had breakfast? It's on the plane with food." Deva then gulped down the contents of the responsibility-sized bottle to the toilet.

"I don't like the food. Now you go home and change your clothes. We'll take Nyong along. Let him play on the play ground. He hasn't been out of the house for a long time." After telling Deva that, the man approached Jason and invited the boy home.

The three go hand in hand with Jason's position between Deva and Deity. Without anyone noticing, a pair of eyes caught their togetherness wistfully. Who else if not Dave. The man was in the car driving slowly in the opposite direction to Deva, Dewa and Jason. Dave continued to temper his turbulent heart. He who releases, yet his heart still feels whole has. Jealousy is real.

Once the car he was driving had left a distance that was not too far away, Dave decided to pull over and stop his car. He then rushed out of there.

Realizing the figure that got out of the car was Dave. Deva immediately changed position. He rewinded his legs a step and shifted to the right in order to hide behind the back of the Gods.

"Wa .. Can we talk to you for a second?" Dave stopped the God's move.

Deva who lowered her face so deeply, as well as daydreaming, of course did not realize what God was doing. He also steps forward for sure. If only Deva's head did not hit the back of his superior, of course he would not raise his head and continue walking.

"If you stop loving you first dong, sir. Sick tau. What a rock's back, so hard," said Deva escaped just like that while rubbing his forehead.

"Who told you to walk behind me? He's the one who's wrong, he's the one who's nagging-Basic woman!" grunt the God, still ignoring Dave for a moment.

Jason, with his mature style, grabbed Deva's hip while saying, "Nice back hasn't been how hard, sister. Try to fight stubbornly with Nyil, he must be the winner."

"The nyamber mulu. You guys go home first. I got home, you guys have to be ready," said Dewa as he glanced at Dave who was apparently turning his eyes to the other side.

Deva and Jason nodded compactly. Then the two continued their footsteps which were still half way to the house of Deswita.

"So what do you want to talk about, Dave? Nekat lives in Deva's house too you turned out?" God asked casually while leaning his body on the hood of Dave's car.

"We'll just get in the car, Wa." Dave opened the car door using the lock sensor that was in his grip.

"I know you care about Deva. I don't even think I just care. You have put your heart on him. Therefore, I do not hesitate to ask you for help." Dave opened his cell phone gallery, opened one of the videos he took from CCTV footage at his home, and thrust the phone at God.

"I care, because he's my personal assistant, Dave. I don't involve my heart in my work. We were close, because my mama happened to fit in too. But that doesn't mean I put my heart on Deva."

"Keep denying, Wa. No matter how far you run, your heart will still carry it. He's not going anywhere. I really don't mind if you can make Deva happy more than me."

The gods no longer respond to Dave's remarks. He chose to focus on the movements shown on the phone screen. At the beginning of last year, apparently there was a meeting at the house of Agas. Where Dermawan and also Rudi were present there with three other people whom he did not recognize.

"There are two more videos, just swipe right" Dave said.

Sure enough, in the next video, there was no benefactor or the other two. There is only Agas and also Rudi. After playing and repeating twice, God gave the phone back to Dave.

"I know, regardless of the sincerity spoken. Deva must still want justice. If my dad doesn't hesitate to sacrifice my happiness, it's obviously easy for him to put pressure on Deva if he already feels threatened" Dave said.

"Please let your enemy be closer. Go back to your house or stay at Dira's house occasionally. Look at their movements, observe their habits and look for anything suspicious. One of them seemed to have realized his mistake."

"Who?"

"Pak Dermawan's. He's papa from Deborah."

"Oh .. deserved, everything makes more sense now. That's why he sold Deva's house to me for under-market." Dave shook his head.

"Dave, just do it carefully. If there is evidence, we can only file legal proceedings. Again, this won't be easy."

"Safety watch, Deva. That's the main one. Marry her, Wa. Don't let him stay alone." Dave himself was surprised at his own words. Is he really going to be that close? Dave was breathing so hard. Saying too much, let his heart be broken.

"Married?" The god asked in a very soft voice. That question was directed at himself.

Dave runs his car slowly. "I'll take you home" he said.

Silence ...no more talks have taken place between them. Both are busy with different focuses. The words "married" that were said accidentally from Dave's mouth, in fact can disturb the peace of the two men's hearts.

In a different place, at the same time. Agas with great emotion, walked up to a hotel room in the outskirts of Jakarta. The bright reddish sharp eyes held back the anger, unable to be hidden anymore.

"Essue you now. How dare you fight an Agas," he said while entering a duplicate key given by the hotel.