Residual Flavour
Invite Gods

The god grabbed Deva's hand and looked gently at the woman who was now facing him. "Hopefully this result is not entirely true. I'll do a re-examination to make sure. Please, don't tell my mom anything. Out of all the sadness, I could at least see my mom crying because of me."

"We are both children who always want to strive for happiness for our parents, sir. As long as my mom and dad are there, there is not much I can do. I understand very well why you should hide this from the mades."

"Thank you, Dev. This is the first time I've kept a secret to anyone else."

Deva and Deva looked at each other. Deva's gaze that was soothing, increasingly made the Gods reluctant to move. There was an increasingly turbulent taste in the heart of the man.

"Dev ...," call on the Gods in a light.

"Yes, sir."

"A--,"

Just opening his mouth, the God's intention of saying something had to pause due to Desta's sudden appearance without knocking on the door first. Without any guilt, the man instead threw a seductive smile at Deva.

"Hand, Wa. Very habit-holding." Desta glanced at the hand of the God who was still holding Deva's hand.

As if made aware by Desta's words, Deva pulled her hand hurriedly. Before leaving the room of the Gods, the woman said, "I'll excuse you to go to my room first."

The god only responded to Deva's words with a nod. He then breathed a sigh of relief. Almost God got carried away and revealed the contents of the heart that had been painstakingly denied. Fortunately, Desta arrived on time. Save from the rejection that Deva will certainly give without thinking.

Elsewhere, in Deva's old house. Dave was waiting for his mother to give her response to the conversation she had started a while ago.

"Papa's destruction is just a matter of time. The carcass that was stored perfectly even once, will one day be smelled as well. If you don't want more regrets, you should go home and see papa. Before the bars separate you, there's no harm in this wonderful, perfect family gathering first."

Dave's words were clearly just an allusion to Fira. "Don't say anything more, Dave. Mama please." The woman covered her ears with both palms.

"Why? Mom shy? It shouldn't be just the shame we feel, Ma. What we are experiencing now, there is nothing with Deva and her family to feel. If Dave knows Dave grew up with illegal money, it's better to live on the roadside."

Fira shook her head slowly. The clear circle from the corner of the woman's eyes was increasingly rushing to wet the cheeks. Regret seems too late, destruction after destruction is ready to welcome Fira and Agas.

"Dave is applying to move to another city. Better, Mama meet papa before Dave gets SK."

Fira remained silent. I really don't know what to say or what to answer. The woman breathed so heavily. The law of the harvest is real. Regretting is no use.

From that day on, Dave no longer appeared in front of the deva. The ex who is still dear to Deva's heart chose to live in a place that no one knew about.

Ten days had already passed feeling a little slower for Deva. All files for the review of Amar's case have been provided. Donors and families are safe because they are now under the protection of the authorities. However, not a single suspect has been named. The process is still going on at the check-up stage of every name of the evidence file submitted by Deva and Desta as his lawyers.

From the series of events that occur, the God feels his closeness to Deva is increasingly unusual. It seems, Deva is no longer just a personal assistant for work in the office, but also has started to take care of everything that concerns his personal interests. Especially reminiscent of medicine and also simple therapy that he had to do to prevent the severe impact of the pain suffered by the Gods.

"The therapy is back tomorrow. But ...." The god seemed hesitant to continue his own words.

"But what, sir? Who's rewinding the schedule? I hope not Father. As busy as anything, therapy should be routine. Remember the promise of the Father," said Deva.

"The doctor asked for it, Dev," said the Lord.

"Yes, that's it." Deva was about to leave the room. However the Deity blocked his intention by rushing to his feet and holding Deva's arm.

"Later tonight, I have something to talk to you about. Not here, especially at home. Can, right?"

Deva did not answer. The woman looked at the god from the tip of her foot to the end of her hair. It had been a long time that he did not see the arrogance that usually emanated real from the look in the eyes of the figure in front of him.

"You decide the place. Please,"

Deva finally agreed. "I went back to my room first, sir," he said. A little careless with the increasingly intense gaze of the Gods.

"See you tonight." The god gave his sweetest smile. Trying to stay calm even though his chest is pounding hard.

****

The time that God awaits has come. Not as usual. Before leaving the office, this time he took the time to shower and change clothes first. So fresh, fragrant and also handsome. Many times he stared at his reflection in front of the mirror. Just making sure it looks perfect.

When the Gods came out of his room, Sashi and Hilda who were also preparing to go home immediately collided elbows.

"There's a club meeting, huh?" whiskey Hilda.

"none. Even the club was long extinct after Pak Ewa was close to Deva. Dara and Diana were also busy, "sashi replied in a whisper.

"It looks like Mr. Ewamu is going on a date. The smell got here." Hilda whispered back.

The gods did not care about Hilda and Sashi at all. His gaze focused on the door of Deva's room that had not yet opened. A few minutes later, a figure appeared waiting for him. I still wear the same clothes all day. However, it did not in the least detract from the beauty that was increasingly admired by the Gods.

After greeting Hilda and Sashi for a while, Deva and Dewa finally leave also to the restaurant chosen by Deva. The journey takes no more than forty-five minutes. The warm live music restaurant looked so crowded, it seemed like there was an event. Fortunately, Deva had already made a reservation.

"You sit down first, I want to go to the toilet for a while" said the Lord as he left his phone to Deva.

Without answering, Deva simply received the phone and headed to the table that had been ordered without looking around.

"Bee...." A call from a very familiar voice, stopped Deva's steps.