Residual Flavour
Out of the house of God

At once Fira stood up and approached Dira. His hands were already itching to throw a slap at the woman he had once considered good and worthy to be with Dave. However, Fira still held back. He tries to control his emotions.

"Go from here, Dira. Take care of your mom and dad. What happened today, was definitely not my husband's fault." Fira's voice trembled withstanding anger and also crying.

Feeling no need to let the family drama go on any longer, the police officer interrupted the dispute by immediately bringing Agas with them. Dave's foster father looked resigned. No fight was given. Although Agas's steps were not as fast as usual, the man no longer looked backward.

Fira looked at Agas back who was progressively walking away from him with a blank look. The look on his face clearly depicted an unusually heavy burden. Meanwhile, Dira pulled one end of her lips up so cynically.

"This is not how much Ms. Fira is. My family, much more broken. Papa's in jail, mama's paralyzed, and I'm divorced by your son. I will make our suffering worth it. If I can't get what I want, don't expect you guys to get the peace." Dira said it with a loud voice. Then the woman approached Dave who was just a few steps away from her.

"Remember all right, Dave. I'll destroy Deva until you get close to her again." Again Dira provides a threat that is very beyond reason.

"Who could you threaten us, Dir. It seems like your soul is really sick. Is there not enough rebuke given by God? Why do you keep blaming others? Get out of here, Dira." Dave gripped Dira's arm and dragged the woman forcefully towards the main door.

Dira certainly did not accept. The woman tried to rebel and berated Dave. However, the man remained firm. He ignored all of Dira's words. The main door was immediately locked tightly once Dira had been successfully knocked out of the house.

"Will I remember your treatment, Dave! Don't expect you to calm down on Deva." Dira stomped his feet and left the residence of Agas by force.

Dave himself immediately returned to meet Fira who seemed unable to accept the situation fully. The arrival of Dira with all the words thrown from the woman, made him really feel like he was the only fool in this world.

"Mama didn't not know your dad had another woman. But you never thought, if Nina is also one of the women who are in a relationship with your father. How could? What kind of people are they?" Fira poked a drop of clear hair on her cheek with a still blank look.

"Mama rest first. Dave's got a little business outside. Mama's condition today, is still better than the Deva family's condition a few years ago. There's nothing more to regret, Ma. It's all already happened. Mama used to have the chance to change things, but she chose to support him. Now what we got, we don't have to ask." Dave left Fira alone.

Meanwhile, the house of Deswita. Deva looked farewell to all the residents of the house. He has lived there for too long. Now, upon hearing that everyone who was deemed to be threatening his safety had been forcibly picked up by the police, Deva decided to move to the house she bought on credit for the help of God.

"Why do you live in Mades, Dev. There is no Nyong at home. Mades can be lonely," complained Deswita while hugging Deva's body.

"You know exactly what Mades hopes for. Not that Mades forced it, please think again, Dev. How much more time do you need to convince your feelings. There are memories that we will never forget. And those memories, we can only move a little by making new memories." Deswita stretched her arms. Gently stroked Deva's hair, while giving a warm, loving look.

The god who stood not far from where the two women he loved embraced each other, only smiled faintly at the words of the mother. Until this second, the Gods had not given up proving to Deva that she really wanted to be serious about their relationship. If not for Deva, maybe he was not too eager to do the treatment which turned out to take a very long time.

Deva herself still persisted in her silence. Who has not yet confirmed or rejected the request of God. The focus has not yet arrived to think about married life seriously. His heart is still not budging from the former, making Deva afraid to step forward even though he had enough to feel comfort when with the Gods.

"Deva pamit, Mades. We were only one hour apart. Deva will play here a lot." Deva rubbed the back of Deswita's hand.

"Be careful. Think carefully about the message of Mades. It's time you thought about yourself. Don't spoil your heart's wounds. Step slowly. At least you don't keep quiet. Could be because of usual. Open your heart little by little. See the kindness of others besides him in your heart. You deserve to be happy, Dev. With God or anyone else, you'll be your soul mate."

The hands of both of them were released. Deswita took a deep breath. Tucked into prayer one day, Deva will truly become a part of himself as well as a God. As Deva turned around while dragging one of her suitcases, Deswita turned her face to the other side. Several months of living together, making him more familiar and admire the figure of Deva.

The god carried two suitcases belonging to Deva the other. Unlike the case with Deswita who looks sad, not so with the Gods who are happy not to be on one roof with Deva. At least, he could feel homesickness and also tried more than when they were home. Where sometimes what he does must be limited because of Deswita who is too guarding Deva.

The god's car slowly left the yard. The man was driving his car at a very low speed. Occasionally he glanced at Deva who was sitting quietly while throwing a glance at the outer side of the glass.

"Sir, stop for a moment" said Deva suddenly. Makes God step on the brake pedal suddenly. Though they are still in the middle of a residential street that is not too far from the house of God.

"That's Bang Dave's car, why did he stop there? Isn't Bang Dave out of town?" Deva pointed to a car that stopped in front of the fence of the door of his old house first.

The god scrunched his forehead. Along with that, came out a man who had been expected Deva before from the car.

"Why did Bang Dave get there?" Deva took off the safety belt she was wearing. Then without saying a word to God, Deva got out of the car and walked over to Dave.