Residual Flavour
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The gods stopped his steps. Looking towards Deva who clearly looked so pitiful in her eyes. As a man who adores women, never once had he experienced an event that made women cry like Deva.

"Please, Bee...." Dave was begging.

Deva stiffened up staring at the God and Dave alternately. Complete is the suffering. The pride and good name that he had been guarding in front of the Gods, must have been destroyed. With the events tonight, his superiors will certainly be easier to suppress and demean him. Maybe more than I already have.

"Sorry, Sir. I need to solve my problem first. Thank you for the kindness of God. Again, I'm sorry." Deva hurriedly walked ahead of the two men who were indeed waiting for his decision.

Dave threw a triumphant cynical smile at the Gods. "Don't interfere! You're just Deva's boss" he whispered.

The god clenched his hands, his jaw instantly hardened. He will remember well the face of the man who deliberately beat the drums of hostility with him.

Deva himself continued walking without looking back. Dave who had managed to match his steps, was simply ignored. The two return to the parking lot. From a distance the God only looked cynically at the two creatures who he thought were equally strange.

Dave opens the car door for Deva. Not lingering, Dave went in there and immediately drove his vehicle casually.

The first few minutes of walking time, both of them were silent. Deva kept turning her face to the glass window of the car door. Dave was still reluctant to start the conversation.

"Bee...." Dave finally opened his voice.

"Can you stop calling me that?" Deva said it nonchalantly. "We're nobody, Bang. If you're friends, no friend calls his friend Bee" he added.

Dave bit his own lower lip. Just a call seems like he's no longer entitled. I want him to scream. If it's true that love can grow out of the ordinary, does that really mean he has to try. Let go of Deva and all the memories for seven years just like that.

"If changing the call makes you feel comfortable, I will, '" broke up Dave, albeit very forcedly, did,

Both are silent again. Dave occasionally glances at Deva with his tail. The unrequited feeling of love-pain is nothing. Rather than still loving each other, but not being able to have each other.

"Learn to love Dira, Bang. I'm not why. This wound must be temporary. Like our relationship that is not forever. All the pain was brought just to stop. So that we can learn, how to appreciate happiness, no matter how small it is." This time Deva started the conversation.

"I don't promise, Bee. You know exactly how I am when I keep my promise. I love you, it'll stay that way forever" Dave promised.

"Call me Deva, Bang. Deva!" firmly that woman. Emphasis-filled.

Dave nodded. "I'm sorry... Dev," heid.

The two fell silent until they reached the front yard of Deva's rented house. Without lingering, Deva opens Dave's car door. He got out of there in quick motion.

"Dev.." - UH...." Dave got out of his car.

"What's up, Bang." Deva stopped while stomping her feet in annoyance. His soul and body are really tired tonight.

"I'm sorry, Dev. But please don't hate me. I will try to accept the situation. I won't force you again to ask you to hang on to our feelings. Let it all flow. Love will not fall wrong to drop its taste. I'm sure you won't deny your own feelings. We're friends, that means a lot to me."

Dave stretched out his hand while throwing a smile that forced his sincerity. Deva welcomed the hand. His face was flat without a smile.

"Thank you, Bang. Friends will be better."

Deva just nodded and went straight into her house. Without further ado invites Dave to stop by first. The woman shut the door of her house. Instantly the cry broke again, he held back a scream that actually wanted to be released to slam the tightness in the chest.

Dave didn't come home either. He chose to lean on the hood of his car. His eyes looked into Deva's house. The house holds so many sweet memories throughout its relationship with Deva. Dave's in a time when Deva's down. Starting from Amar was set as a suspect, convicted and then imprisoned, Mama Deva died. Dave was there when Deva's life was so hard to live.

"Friends." Dave said it softly with a slick smile.

****

The morning was not as excited as usual. Deva was reluctant to go to the office. Not only because he was feeling a crumbling body, but because he was a little worried about imagining the attitude of the Gods that he would receive after the incident last night.

This month's holiday is over. If he did not enter, it would definitely have an effect on the calculation of the annual bonus. Though the bonus was eagerly awaited to realize his dream closer.

"Morning, Dev. Very lethargic, "soh Sashi while tidying his eyebrows with the tip of his index finger.

"At least feel good, Shi." Deva answered lazily.

"Tumbens? Can you get sick too?" Sashi stood up and walked over to Deva. His hands stretched out to check his friend's forehead.

"Not hot." Sashi frowned.

"Of course it's not hot. Try what you hold his heart, can blister your hands." The god who just came and passed Sashi's table, suddenly snatched Sashi and Deva's conversation.

"To my room, Dev. Early in the morning, don't take my secretary by the huddle."

Deva took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. It had been imagined before, and sure enough, today was the day the Gods could condemn him with satisfaction.

"Here, sneak there. Do not let because of you, my plus in the eyes of Mr. Ewa reduced." Sashi pushes Deva away from her desk.

With a step not too excited, but also not lazy, Deva entered the room of God. The man seemed to be busy with his laptop.

"Excuse me, Sir. Um ... I want to apologize about sema---,"

"Friday night, we leave for Bali. Gala Dinner event with all branches advanced. Because next week the directors who are scheduled to attend want a vacation abroad. You've collected the report records of the entire branch in the last three months. Make sure it's on my desk before lunch. And another one, give me the photo and the names of all the branch heads. I didn't know them at all, at least, before I met in person, I had a picture first."

The god interrupted Deva's conversation, and immediately gave a long series of commands to his personal assistant.

"Okay, sir, I'll do it as soon as I can. Sir, I'm mint----,"

"ask what? Ask kiss? No, Dev. I'm not that cheap. Just do what I ask. Don't ask too many questions. Focus on your work. I don't remember anything about you."

Deva swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. His thoughts about Gods are excessive, or indeed there is a good side in his superiors that are hidden and not yet known. I don't know, Deva just felt, God just ignored last night's problems.

Just getting to the desk of her own room, Deva has to go back to the lobby. There was a guest waiting for him there.