Residual Flavour
The beginning of Dave

Deva's body fell into the pool without warning. So unprepared, of course it makes Deva stammer. The woman tried to control the situation as quickly as possible. Deva moved her legs so she could touch the bottom of the pool. His hands continued to move like he was looking for a grip. Deva can't swim.

Realizing the difficulties experienced by Deva, the God who was no less surprised immediately joined to plunge into it and carried Deva's body until it reached the edge. After successfully bringing Deva back to the top, Dewa immediately helps Deva to bring out the pool water that goes into the woman's mouth.

Dira just smiled cynically looking at Deva who kept coughing while occasionally spewing water. The god gave a slight strong pat on the bottom of Deva's back neck. Just want to make it easier for his personal assistant to be able to vomit water that was swallowed accidentally when almost drowned earlier. The gods looked so panicked.

"You're okay, aren't you, Dev? Do you need artificial breath?" asked the God sillyly as soon as he saw Deva's breathing slightly sting.

Deva replied by waving her one hand. The woman then tried to catch her own breath. Occasionally there was another sound of coughing from his lips. After feeling better, Deva also tried to stand with the help of God.

"Where is Dave? Don't act so plain in front of me, Dev. Just put on a mask to draw the attention of my aunt and cousin. You're not that good, where's Dave?" Dira immediately approached Deva and the God who was soaked I covered all over the body. He asked without feeling any guilt.

"What a shame you have, Dir. You came so impolite." The god took a step forward in front of Deva to protect his personal assistant from an unexpected attack that was very likely to be carried back by a Dira.

"Why is my brother defending him? Deva is nothing more than a snatch of people's husbands. He must have kept calling and teasing Dave. Deva's just a guest here. Dira should be my older brother." Again and again, Dira uttered baseless things that made him even more miserable in the eyes of the Gods.

"Deva is not just a guest in this house. He has become part of our family. My brother is not defending anyone. But what you're doing is very inappropriate, Dir," God said.

"Wow .. Great you, Dev. Apparently you have also made my brother's mind poisoned. Why are you so cunning Deva? Dave, Brother God, then who else would you take from me?" Dira clapped her hands with a cynical look at Deva.

"Go inside, change your clothes. You'll be sick." The god turned towards Deva. The woman seemed to shake her head. Just two steps away from the place, Dira's feet deliberately blocked the path that Deva was going through. As fast as lightning, God pulled Deva's hand to make the position of the two as if hugging each other. Deva didn't kiss the floor.

"Enough, Dira! Whatever you need to come to this house, please be nice. Your allegations are completely baseless. And what you've done to Deva, is completely outrageous. Don't show your weakness this way. Really, you're so pathetic." The god said it with a high tone of voice and accompanied by a sharp gaze full of disappointment.

"What is this storm? Dev ... Nyil ... Why are you wet like this? You swim in clothes you shouldn't." Deswita suddenly appears with Jason, looking confused when seeing the state of the two people who were called his name earlier. Plus, the thick tense atmosphere he felt when he noticed the glare of the eyes of the Gods and also Dira.

"What's going on?" Deswita asked again.

The gods told me what really happened. Hearing the words of his only son, of course, makes Deswita able to understand the annoyance that is clearly shown by God and also Deva.

"Because it's true that Deva and Dave are still in touch. Don't be fooled by her innocent face. Deva must have sold her grief to get a sense of compassion and even a ride in this house. Stay and eat for free, then hope to become a son-in-law someday. What a dream of ash-upik who wishes his fate as good as Cinderella."

Deva, who was still trying to be patient and self-controlled, is no longer. The woman moved her legs closer to Dira's position. "Unsatisfied are you insulting me? If not, just take out the insults in front of the glass by looking at your own face. At least I didn't feel that what you said was really on me. I feel sorry for you, Dir. Humiliate me, won't make you look better."

The god took a deep breath. Once again he had to admit Deva's maturity in attitude. It was only natural for him that Dira had trouble shifting Deva's position in Dave's heart. Besides being beautiful and attractive, Deva's attitude and behavior, much better than that of her cousin.

"Madz ... Lord sir, if you'll excuse me for a change of clothes first, "pamit Deva. Straight out of the leg leaving the place.

"Let Jason accompany." The little boy excitedly followed Deva's steps.

The god throws his lips. Whenever Jason was around, he always lost a step. "God wants to change clothes, too, Ma. Afraid of catching a cold. It's so good to be dredged with Deva again."

The words of the God just now of course made Deswita have to hold back her smile. The love virus seems to be hitting the only son.

"How's your mama doing, Dir? Why didn't any of you tell me here?" Deswita switched the conversation to slightly dampen and divert Dira's emotions.

"Make what? Auntie doesn't care about us either. Now alone, Auntie prefers to defend Deva rather than Aunt's own nephew," ketus Dira arbitrarily.

Deswita mengullum smile on her lips. Then the woman invited Dira to enter the family room and sit on the sofa there.

"Tante doesn't defend Deva. Aunty behaves like before, precisely because Auntie loves you. If even Deva does what you accuse, that's not the way to react to it. The point is Dave. Tie and control his heart, then whoever the woman who comes to flirt, will not be able to threaten your household life. The more you press Deva, the more Dave's respect disappears to you."

Dira turned his face to the side of the wall. If he had been lectured like this, he was very lazy. Only his parents and parents understand his heart. The other, always looking one eye at his marriage to Dave.

At the same time, Dave finally returned to the apartment. She decides to let her mother live alone with only a housekeeper in Deva's old house. Dave was already thinking carefully about what steps to take next.