Residual Flavour
What was?

Deva took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. Trying to stay calm even though he felt something was unnatural. The woman slowed her footsteps, Deva's hands slowly reaching into a high-tech flat object from inside the sling bag she was wearing. Only with an eye glance, Deva tries to press the number one to contact the emergency number that is already available in her cellphone settings.

Along the way, Deva doesn't stop hoping that someone else will go to the same toilet as her destination. He was not a coward, but somehow his feelings were very unpleasant. Deva's phone released a connecting tone and a restrained vibration as Deva grasped the object tightly, and closed the speaker part with her other hand.

Not long ago the voice of greeting "hello" several times was heard. However, Deva had not yet replied. Once he felt safe because he was already in the female toilet, he also slightly breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed to attach the phone to his earlobe.

"God, I'm at Milly Plaza, it looks like someone's following me." Deva said it with a whispering voice and a slightly closed mouth.

However, a few seconds from his words, Deva hurriedly looked at the phone screen. Of course after hearing the voice of the figure who immediately let out a worried pitched voice upon hearing his words.

"I'm sorry, Bang, I think I got the wrong kicker." Ignoring Dave's confused reaction, Deva immediately disconnects her phone.

While Deva lingers in one of the toilet cubicles, Dave seems to be asking his brain to think hard. The god only left his room ten minutes ago, while he himself also had one more patient to be operated on.

"Already expected, they must have moved quickly to silence anyone deemed to be threatening their position. Can't be allowed to." Dave immediately contacted Dewa via phone.

A few minutes later the two men spoke seriously. Dave ended their long-distance communication with one heavy breath. "Jaga Deva is closer, Wa. Because I was only able to protect her through prayer," he said.

After getting word from Dave, Dewa decides to follow Deva to where she is. His heart became unsettled. In fact, he and Deva have not done anything. However, their opponents moved faster because they actually felt threatened.

***

What Deva guesses, not just his thoughts and feelings. Two women, indeed watching every move Deva. Of course, they were the men of Agas.

"Totally long, Dev. You pee, what's the past? Nih, we've pesen drinks again," snorted Hilda while showing boba in her left hand.

"The intention is to throw away the past, but there it is even keinget and stray into the past." Deva answered.

"Always confused. Already, yuk! We go back to the office, if it's too late, we can get our nagging. There are no bosses, yes, when we want to be alone," asked Sashi.

"Tumben?" Hilda looked at Sashi in amazement as she touched the back of her hand to the woman's forehead in front of her.

"In order to get the attention of Mr. Ewa back. I have to study seriously now. Mr. Ewa seems to be in fashion not wanting to joke." Sashi replied casually.

They finally returned to the office. Deva's confidence if she was being watched grew stronger. Even he could now describe the two women who kept watching him with such suspicious movements clearly. Apparently, this time Agas chose a less professional spy. The company's troubled financial condition, and several other problems that come in droves, lead the man to the brink of his own destruction.

Focusing too much on the two stalkers, Deva trailed far behind Sashi and Hilda. When the two friends crossed the road without hesitation. Deva took a big step. The woman looks like a man who is daydreaming while walking. Until ....

Bruckkkk ...

The sound of a hard object, breaking the crowd of the road.