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Dave finally knows

Rudi looked at Dira so sharply. It's not like this he wants. He could be said to be cruel. However, Dira shouldn't have followed her steps so far.

"Papa has given you everything you want, Dira. You take care of that enough. Don't interfere in Papa's business. And don't do anything that'll make you regret it later." Rudi slightly lowered his tone.

"No! Deva must be removed. Deva will forever be a hindrance to Dira and Dave's relationship. Wouldn't it be that if Deva didn't exist, Papa and Papa Agas would be free? Nothing else will put you in danger. This time Deva survived. But Dira is sure, luck won't protect her forever." Dira clenched his hands full of vengeance.

Rudi shook his head so strongly. Her daughter has changed so much. Even though Dira used to be selfish and careless, but she had never felt this much ambition before.

"Stop it all, Dira! Just focus on Dave." Rudi turned around and left the princess' room. At the door, the man passed Dave who deliberately wanted to hear the conversation between the father and the child.

"Just come home, Dave?" hello Rudi, a little misbehavior. Of course because he was worried that his son-in-law heard his conversation with Dira.

"Yes, Om." Dave answered briefly.

Seeing that Rudi had passed from before him, Dave immediately went into the room and closed the door of the room tightly. Now it was time for him to make a calculation with Dira.

"I told you, Dira. Don't use Deva. Why do you keep doing it? Is he wrong with you?" Dave immediately picks up Dira who just turned on the television while sitting her butt on the edge of the bed.

"What do you mean, Dave? Can't you think positively of your own wife? Why does what's in your brain go on and on Deva, Deva, Deva. Wake up from your dreams. Between you and Deva is done. Know who you are, Dave. You are the son of a traitor who played a major role in the case of Papa Deva. Do you deserve to accompany him? You think, Deva will forgive your parents just because of her love for you. It won't, Dave. Deva will slowly move away from you. Looking at you, it'll remind your parents of his crime."

A series of long and cynical words slid out from Dira's mouth. He really can't read the situation. In front of him, Dave's face was like a starving lion ready to pounce on its prey.

"Deva's feelings and attitude towards me, it's none of your business. If he ends up hating me, it doesn't change how I feel about you or him. Just think about yourself, Dir. If I find any evidence of your involvement. I'll divorce you." Dave went into the bathroom and closed it a little hard.

The man's heart is not okay. Agas's guess is getting stronger. No. Dave is afraid of being shunned by Deva. Not at all. Dave is unable to see Deva being hit and experiencing the deep sadness of her papa. Agas who during Amar's imprisonment seemed to play a role as a father figure for Deva, in fact Agas only did that to cover up his rottenness.

***

The gods looked back. He massaged his own temple head which was a little heavy. The two ends of his lips revealed a faint smile. He was laughing at himself. Insisting on not acknowledging love, but the actions she takes are beyond the expressions of love she once gave Deborah.

"Oh my God, if I have to fall in love again, why Deva? There are many other women. I'm afraid this is in vain. My logic doesn't reach for his unreasonable love for Dave." The god closed his eyes. Try to reduce a little tired. However, it is not the calm that is obtained. Deva's face instead seemed to be real smiling towards him.

The man hurriedly opened his eyes again. "Dev, I'm tired. Stop smiling" he said to himself. Gods are like people who have lost their sanity.

"Deva, enough messing around. You rest, I want to rest too. We'll see you tomorrow. And we won't be far away anymore." The Lord spoke to himself.

Not much different from the restless Gods because of Deva. Dave felt the same way. The man was simply powerless to imagine how devastated and angry Deva would be when Agas was found guilty.

****

The morning finally came. Although two eyes are not closed to wait for his arrival. At exactly seven o'clock, the lawyer of the Gods came to the police station, taking care of all the advanced procedures for the freedom of the Gods. When all was over and the officers had allowed the man to leave the place with Desta. The gods are still buying time. This morning Deva did not come to send her breakfast. In fact, God hopes, the woman who welcomes his freedom.

"Come, Wa. What's so hard at the police station?" omel Desta while pulling the hand of the God who was reluctant to move from his seat.

"A little while." God turned on a cell phone that had not been in his hands for two days.

When the phone screen is on and ready to use. The heart of God becomes a rogue. As usual, he had to find the right reason first to contact the personal assistant who had managed to ruffle his feelings.

"Wa, comeon. Let's meet your girl. He's the same person I helped with the case, isn't he? I just want to ask you a few things. Come on, don't take it long." Desta had already started to get annoyed with the God who was really not as dexterous as usual.

Still hesitant to contact Deva, Dewa invites Desta to leave the police station first. Just arriving at the car park, he saw Dave get out of the four-wheeled vehicle.

"Thank God you are free. Why not just call me? So what's the real story? Who's behind everything?" Dave came to God and Desta was not far from his car.

The god took a deep breath. Think a little and weigh the steps he has to do. The two people involved wanted to harm Deva, obviously a person closely connected to Dave.

"Wa, who are they? Don't cover anything from me. More or less I know, only I don't have the proof. Did my dad and Dira do it?"

Got a question that was so clear and direct right on target. Making God like there's no choice but to be honest with Dave. Ignoring what would happen later, God reached out his phone to Dave. Ask the man to see the evidence that makes him free at the same time that confirms who the people who want Deva wretched.

Dave's face turned red. His jaw was hardened and his eyes were misty. Several times the man gulped his own saliva violently. One hand clenched tightly until his fingers paled.

"Game over, Dira." murmured Dave.