Residual Flavour
Deborah's Request

With wide strides, the God rushed out of his room. The man was already impatient to witness for himself the truth of the information he had just heard. The gods also want you to meet the woman who is looking for Deva in the lobby.

"Where is the woman who wants to see Deva?" ask God at the receptionist at the Diamond Corp office building.

"There's a glass living room, sir." The woman with a slight menor appearance answered while pointing at the room, which was mostly made of glass partitions several meters from where she stood.

Without saying thank you, the god set foot toward the place appointed by the receptionist. Not to open the door, God can already clearly recognize the figure inside there.

"What are you looking for Deva for?" The god immediately asked without further ado as soon as he had entered the room.

The woman who was none other than Deborah immediately moved from her seat. He looks very surprised. "Where's Deva?" he asked with a face that looked very nervous.

"There's no need for me to answer your question, Deb. What's your business looking for Deva?" resolute God.

"Same as you answered, Wa. There's no need for me to answer your question" Deborah replied.

"Deva's not in the office. He's outside and certainly can't see you. Please wait if you want." The god left the room. He did not want to argue at all and forced Deborah to explain the woman's purpose until he came to the office looking for Deva. The gods felt there was more important business.

"Wa, please help me persuade Deva to drop her charges. Today papa is officially arrested. My dad is in recovery, Wa. My papa should be with us so that medicine and food can be maintained" said Deborah, holding back the steps of the God who was already right at the doorstep.

The god turned his body. Then cast an equally cynical look and smile at Deborah. "Did I not hear wrong? Did you say it consciously?" tanyakanya.

"Of course I'm aware, Wa. Kiss Deva's leg I want her to drop this demand." Deborah approached the gods. His two palms fused together like a person actually making a wish.

"Deb... Where is your conscience? Your father should have received the appropriate punishment for what he did. After all, it wasn't Deva who made demands on your papa. If now your father has officially become a suspect, obviously it is because the evidence of the case of Mr. Amar has begun to open up clearly. Not because Deva is demanding. You know exactly, Deva has no authority or power to it." The god returned Debora's gaze with a sharp and firm look.

Deborah bergeming. His lips are tightly coiled. There was nothing more he could say. It is free to argue with the gods. He always loses. The man is invincible in his opinion.

On the other hand, precisely in front of the gate of the house agas, an online vehicle stopped without the engine turned off. Five minutes have passed, there has been no courage from the passenger to get out of the car.

That woman is Fira. After a long thought, today, Dave's foster mother actually decided to return to her home. Especially after hearing the husband several times already called to undergo examination with the status that he knows is still a witness in the case of Amar which was reopened.

Suddenly, a car from the opposite direction stopped right in front of the car that Fira was riding in. When the car door is opened followed by an upset-faced female figure tends to hold back the anger, out of the driver's side.

"Dira," murmured Fira. The woman rushed to give the driver some money and got off the vehicle she ordered online.

"Where is Dave? Dira doesn't want a divorce, Ma. Dira will never part with Dave." Dira immediately greeted Fira with a panic attack.

Fira, who has never been in contact with Dave since the last meeting and conversation, seems confused by Dira's behavior and speech. He did not know at all about the development of the marriage relationship that should have never happened.

"Dira doesn't want to know, Mama has to get Dave back to Dira. Dave had to pull his talisman words for Dira." Dira's voice is getting higher. His hand gripped both of Fira's arms firmly.

The gate was open, it seemed that the car usually used by Agas was preparing to pass through the gate. Seeing the whereabouts of Fira, making the figure who was riding the car that was preparing to come out it decided to postpone his departure first.

"Let go, Dira" said Agas, lowering his former daughter-in-law's hand violently.

"Oh, so you support Dave's decision? Let's just take a look. In a moment, Papa will definitely follow his friend to prison" threatened Dira.

"Yes, that's right, Dira. The one who will soon catch up with the person you are referring to is your father, not me. Listen carefully! Don't come here again, because there's no connection between you and Dave anymore." Agas embraces Fira and invites his wife to walk towards the main house door. The gate was closed immediately closed again on Agas' orders to prevent Dira who was still not satisfied talking to Fira.

Meanwhile, at the same time, the God has arrived at the place that was informed by the caller who contacted Deva's number. The god felt his body temperature slowly rise. His heart was pounding violently, imagining something bad happening before his own eyes.

"I wish it wasn't you in there, Dev." The god pressed the doorknob down while praying in his heart and closed his eyes.