Residual Flavour

Residual Flavour
Meet Dave


Not only Deva, God also stopped his steps. The figure of the man who was at the hotel restaurant this afternoon has now reappeared in his office. Of course to pick up Deva. God does not go first. Mobile phones are the best tool for him to pretend to be still in place. I just want to see what happens next.


"Go home?" Dave approached Deva, again his gaze still made Deva not dare to linger looking at him.


"of course. I'm tired." Deva replied in a flat tone.


The two then walked closer to Dave's red two-door sports car. The god scrunched his forehead, trying to make sure what he saw was true.


"Good too Deva's taste. What does Tino do? The kalem player. Alus is playing. Cool-cool guy, can also be bullied." Again and again, the God draws his conclusions as he pleases from what he sees at a glance.


In the car, Dave and Deva are still quiet. The same feeling, with different relationships, made Deva uncomfortable.


"We'll eat first, yuk! I'm laper, Bee." Dave steered his car, heading for a sign that indicated a reverse turn in the middle of the road.


Answering was free, after all Dave had decided. Deva was silent. Just follow what Dave wants this time. They started very well, maybe it didn't hurt, now it ends well.


Dave stopped his car right in front of the main door of his favorite Balinese food restaurant with Deva. Both are very fond of duck betutu, complete with sambal matah and also vegetable ares. Whenever they came to the place, they always ordered the same menu. All the old waitresses have a good time with Deva and Dave.


"I went to the toilet for a second, yeah." Dave left his wallet and cell phone to Deva as usual. As if forgetting, between them there is no longer a special relationship.


Deva again only accepted with resignation. Then he chose a different table from the one they usually occupied. A servant greeted Deva familiarly.


"Sir Deva, alone? Dave's brother came here yesterday with a girl." The man named Nice innocently said that in front of Deva.


"Oh, huh? You'll often see that Bang Dave is the same girl. Markin! They've just been made, but I've been invited to celebrate their creation." Deva bit her own lower lip at the end of the sentence. Bemoan. It still feels very uncomfortable.


"Oh, that. I wrongly thought it meant. I guess Brother Dave and Kak Deva are dating." Nice to pull up a chair for Deva to sit on.


"Thank you, Gus. The usual message, yes." Deva threw a wound-clad smile.


Along with that, Dave appeared. Deva wants to give her wallet and cell phone back, but Dave refuses.


"Bring it up, Bee ...." Dave then turned to staring at Good. "Thank you, Gus. As always. No problem for long either. If you need to take a live duck first. I patiently wait until it matures," he chanted.


Good to just shake his head full of astonishment. Yesterday, Dave's face was like an annual folded shirt. Scratch and bend, irritate speech, and become a little cold.


Dave sat right in front of Deva. The man immediately looked at the face in front of him full of love and longing. I just didn't meet for a few days.


"Today I came here with Dira," Dave began the conversation.


"Yes." Yeah." Deva answered briefly.


"Why should you complain to me, Bang? What can I do? As I said before, it's too soon to make sure you can't fall in love again. We are both learning to live our own lives. Brother --by way of brother, and I-by way of me." Deva said it while turning her face to the other side.


The conversation was interrupted, because the food they ordered was ready to be placed on the table.


The two had dinner together without a sound. The sight of Deva and Dave who often take turns feeding, is no longer there. The romanticism that often stained the plain eyes of the waiter changed with awkwardness.


"You're going to papa's last week, right? I'm coming, huh? I want to apologize because our relationship is over. Anyway, papa left you to me. Now, I'm not sure if I can keep looking after you or not. Can you, Bee?" Dave is looking for a chance to be together again next time.


"Just give it up to you."


Dave smiled bitterly. He's really confused. Unleash the hard-to-maintain is also incapable.


Dave's phone shook, Dira's name could be read clearly in Deva's eyes. Dave ignored the phone call. Even the man cut off unilaterally without answering.


"Receive it, Bang. Who knows it's important" said Deva.


"Nothing is important. Dira always has. Every time I get a chance, try to call and text me. I don't seem to have room to myself." The complaint came back from Dave's mouth. Then the man gulped down a glass of water to the toilet.


"You should have spent some time together. To get to know each other better. Dira's fiancee Abang, one step more will be the wife of Brother. It's only natural for you to be patient with each other." Deva said it with a slightly shaky voice.


Deva's chest feels tight. Before the clear bulb hatches. Deva hurriedly stood up and walked towards the sink to wash her dirty hands after she finished eating without using a spoon.


Dave rushed after Deva. Wash your hands in the sink right next to Deva. Occasionally the two steal each other's eyes from the reflection of their shadows on the wide mirror in front of each.


After paying the order bill, the two immediately left the resto. Dave and Deva walk toward the spot where Dave's car was parked by officer Valey.


"Can you not stay away from me, Bee? Can we stay close? Whatever the name is, just don't you ever stay away from me?" Dave held Deva's wrist.


Dave's request sounded so selfish in Deva's ears. How could he leave, even he told me to stay.


"What relationship do you think we deserve, Bang? Are you forcing me to be casual in responding to your relationship with Dira?" Deva raised her voice.


Fortunately, the resto parking lot was quiet. There was only one car that had just arrived. The car took place not far from Dave's car.


"I didn't tell you to pretend. Bee. I just want us to be honest. Can we really forget each other if we stop contacting each other? Can not meeting really make our love disappear? If you can guarantee that, then do it, Bee. But sorry, I can't. Not hearing from you makes me crazy." Dave pulled Deva's body into his arms.


"I don't want to get caught up in my own feelings, Bang. I don't want to." Deva drowned her face deeper into Dave's chest.


"Dave ...," call a woman. Successfully make the arms of Dave and Deva instantly detached.