Residual Flavour
Weekends together

Deva is still weighing up to do an idea from Dave. Wants to agree, but is afraid of their own feelings. After all, clearly Deva knew her heart's ability to restrain itself from getting carried away by feelings and atmosphere. If he refuses, he does not let Deswita's heart disappoint him who has been very good to him.

"Oh, I hope this decision is not wrong." Deva snatched her phone. Then he called someone to meet somewhere for the weekend tomorrow.

After getting certainty from the person contacted, Deva also seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Tucked a prayer in his heart so that all goes well without shaking the slightest bit of his heart. Really, Dave's idea wasn't an easy thing to do for Deva.

"I can definitely. Bang Dave isn't who I am anymore" Deva muttered, encouraging herself.

*****

The time that was waiting finally came. Although still a little hesitant, Deva still prepared everything carefully. The suitcase containing a change of clothes and needs during the weekend, is ready beside Deva who is standing on the porch of his house waiting for Dave's invitation with a dreamy look.

"Are you ready?" greet Dave who suddenly was in front of Deva.

"Abang has arrived. Just get it." Deva's cheeks instantly blushed red in shame caught daydreaming.

"An hour ago. Intentionally do not disturb you who again daydream of the past." Dave accidentally teases Deva. Intentionally want to start knocking down the wall of awkwardness that has been built along with the separation of those who are forced.

"What the hell, Bang. Let's just go. They walked first half an hour ago." Deva pulls her suitcase closer to Dave's car.

Both of them immediately went to the promised place. The journey, which took almost five hours due to congestion at some point, made Deva and Dave pass the two for longer. Although the apparent awkwardness was still there, it started to melt slowly. Dave's attitude that brings the atmosphere as relaxed as possible, slowly makes Deva comfortable. Almost able to muffle the turmoil of the heart that from the beginning of the idea was triggered has made Deva afraid of being carried away by her own feelings.

"Sir Deborah how are you?"Deva stretched out her right hand while advancing her face slightly to give the left right cheek kiss to the woman who came with the God.

" I'm good," Deborah replied kindly. The woman was of course happy that Deva had opened up a good relationship with her. After what happened, he would not waste his closeness with Deva this time.

"Do you want to keep talking here. We go inside. After dhuhur, we had lunch together. I'm already hungry. Which way are you guys going? Very long time to arrive. Lest you stop by the other Villa first," the snorting of the Gods began to return at will.

Deva and Dave exchanged glances, both of them just smiling. Not intending to provide self-defense. At least, God has shown his usual style of speech.

Dave and Deva follow Dewa and Debora right behind while carrying their respective suitcases. Obviously God is building his image as a man in love. However, the man's efforts were apparently not enough. Several times Dave got the Gods a little turn and glanced back even though Debora was beside him.

"Dev, you're rooming with Deborah here." The god stopped his steps in front of a room. Then the man threw his eyes at Dave. "Your room is on top, below there are only two rooms. One for them and one for me" he said.

"No problem" answered Dave. Although in the heart of the man was upset also with the attitude of the Gods.

The four of them went straight to their respective rooms according to the direction of the Gods. Though clearly there are still two more rooms below, somehow God even gave Dave a room above.

"Dev, you're sure what you're doing can restore God's confidence?" debora asked after she and Deva were already in the room.

Before replying, Deva took a deep breath. "God willing, I will try, Brother. I ask permission from my brother. Believe me, I have no intention of changing any relationship between you."

Deborah immediately lowered her head. What he did to God was honestly also a form of attention and affection. Just like Deva wanted to do right now. The difference is, maybe he is the blindest person when he loves.

Not getting an answer from Debora, Deva went into the bathroom to clean up and ablaze. Not too long, he got out of there and immediately put on his face.

Deborah continued to pay attention to Deva who performed the worship of four rakaat during the day solemnly. So many things that he took care of. Admiration emanated clearly from the look of his eyes at the figure of Deva. The journey of life is very heavy, does not shake the slightest faith of the figure who he thinks is very strong.

"Dev, may I not ask about Islam as you?" Deborah asked carefully once Deva had finished folding her face.

Deva smiled broadly at Debora's question. Of course because he can guess the direction of the interlocutor's mind. "Of course you can, brother." she replied.

The two women then left the room, they intend to wait for the appearance of God and Dave in the middle room. But apparently, the two men also left the room first. They are seen chatting in the dining room which is clearly visible in the place where Deva and Debora are still standing.

"Chat the boys, let's just wait until it's called," Deva invites Debora back into the room. He deliberately gives space and time for Dave to talk alone with the Gods.

"Well, if you love someone. What is the greatest thing you can show to prove your love?" Dave looked at the God so sharply.