Residual Flavour
Blind before his time

Without chiming in on Debora's words, the Deity immediately ran after Deva who still seemed to be walking quickly towards the exit of the resto area. The abandonment of Deva's paper bag just like that. The man tried to call Deva's name so that she would stop him. However, the cries of the Gods were not heeded at all. Deva was increasing his speed.

"Devs... The deva! Wait for me!" the Lord shouted once more.

Both of them are the center of attention tonight. Both God and Deva, both do not care about people around. In fact, the traffic of vehicles and also pedestrians are so crowded. Of course, because they are in the food street area, where the area is indeed lined with various food restaurants.

Deva kept running down the sidewalk. He himself was also confused where to go. Offline taxis will only be found at the end of the road right next to a hotel building. It still takes half the journey to reach the area.

"Dev, where are you going? Let me take you." The god managed to hold Deva's arm with a slightly irregular breath. Several times the man's eyes grazed because it was holding the spotlight of the vehicle that was running in the opposite direction to him.

"I want to go home." Deva lowered the hand of the God from his grasp forcefully.

"I'm interracial" urged the Gods.

"no need. Just go back to the restaurant. The event was made for Father, after all there is Kak Debora who is waiting for the Father there," said Deva. Disappointment is obvious in his tone.

"Then you go back to the restaurant. Why did you suddenly change? Wasn't it you who hugged and held me? Why are you the one who wants to stay away from me?" cecar God.

"There was a time when I became stupid for being too carried away. Sometimes I have to think rationally. When my existence is not needed and not appreciated, why do I force to survive. I quite know where my place is in the heart of Mr. God." Deva said it straightforwardly and clearly. Although his voice was slightly trembling.

"I'm sorry I ever misinterpreted my feelings for you, Dev. I guess I love you, it's not. I realized it after I got back close to Debora. Been together for so long and loved each other, made me--,"

"And it should not be an excuse for you to stay away from me and also Mades. Maybe I am too naive. Expecting a brotherhood or sincere friendship between us." Deva cut the words of the God quickly.

For a moment the two fell silent and regulated their respective breaths. Not long after, Deva again said, "If love is indeed a difficult taste we reach, at least there is no hate that sows after the taste changes direction. Keep being a coward, sir. There is no need to wait for you to be blind to make everything appear black and dark. Even now, you have been blinded by your own fears and negative thoughts." Deva then walked back with slow footsteps.

The god flinched, his lips choked and his feet were like they were fixed in place. It's so hard to step. Deva's words just now seemed like a slap so hard to him. Sounds very rude. But it's true.

It was not until the ten steps Deva left the Gods. A car stopped not far from the sidewalk where they were. The driver got out of his car and immediately approached Deva who continued to walk regardless of the circumstances around him.

The gods of course increasingly feel lost step. The man chose to turn around and return to the restaurant where he had to attend a welcome break with Diamond Corp structural employees.

"Where are you going, Bee? Why on the roadside like this? Get in the car, let me drive you." The figure that is none other than Dave was clearly feeling something sad had just happened to the former beloved.

On the other hand, Deborah who was still faithfully waiting for the Gods in front of the entrance of the resto, took a deep breath as soon as she saw the Gods entering the resto courtyard with a tangled face and uninspired footsteps. Without waiting for the man to approach her, Deborah walked up to the God.

"Wa, you're acting like this. There's no need to make Deva hate you just because you're worried about her grief because of your pain. Just make me the distance between you two. But don't act like you don't want her presence." Deborah held out the paper bag that the God had left earlier to the man in front of her.

"Deva's right, I'm just a coward, Deb. Who hides behind pride only to cover up my sadness and ego. I shouldn't have involved you." The god received a paper bag from Deborah. Then he intends to continue his steps to enter the resto. However, Debora held her wrist.

"I'm willing to be involved, Wa. I was the one who offered myself to you. When you love someone so much, you can do everything for them without feeling like you're sacrificing. Let others consider you a love slave or a fool. I'm okay." Deborah moved her hand. Now he clasped the hand of the man right next to him.

The gods try to pull over. But Deborah's pleading gaze and saying "don't" undo God's intentions. The two then entered the resto room used for the farewell party which was clearly not attended by Deva.

At the same time, but in a different place. Deva and Dave are still in the car heading to Deva's residence. Understand right if the beautiful woman next to him is not okay, Dave began his effort to unravel the tangled threads that filled Deva's mind.

"You guys have a problem? Sorry, I don't want to interfere. At first glance I saw the God was also very sad earlier."

Unexpectedly, Deva immediately told Dave everything. About the change of attitude and also the pain experienced by the gods. Right now, Deva does need friends to exchange opinions. He felt Dave was the right guy.

"Give the Gods a moment to accept his condition, Bee. What he was doing at the moment, was a reasonable initial reaction. A person who is healthy and perfect, suddenly received a verdict he will experience blindness. Of course it will experience its own turmoil," said Dave once Deva finished the story.

"All this time, Lord God has been very kind to me, Bang. I hope whatever happens in the future, we don't stay away from each other like we have lately. I feel sorry for my mother God too. Mades is very sad with Mr. God's attitude."

"I get it, Bee." Dave glanced at Deva at a glance, then he refocused himself on the road ahead which was a little more congested than usual. "If you want, I can give you an idea and help you to restore the confidence of the Gods, ", he added.

"What is that, Bang?"

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