Residual Flavour
have breakfast together

Deva returned the gaze of the God. There was not the slightest bit of groggy and awkward feeling there. Combined with sharpness, it makes the Gods somewhat overwhelmed. The man finally pretended to distract himself by taking a drink, and immediately gulped it down leaving only half of its contents.

"Not now, is it, sir? How about tomorrow? Lunch or office hours. That's also if Hilda and Sashi don't sleep at home anymore" Deva replied, finally.

"They can be arranged. Just trust me.

Deva again went on to choose some powder-packed drinks, and some light snacks. Feeling that it was enough, he intended to take over the stroler from the hands of the Gods.

"Let me, Dev."

"Just me, sir... Just wait in front." Deva kekeh. Until unknowingly, his hand grasped the hand of the God who was still holding the strong thrust stroler.

"After all, Dev? Or do you just want a mode to hold my hand?"

The words of the God managed to make Deva move her hand away quickly. The woman walked first to the cashier who left only one queue.

"Dev, can you ask for help? Get me a kiwi dong," God's pinta.

"Sir... Seriously it must be huh? The fruit is at its own end" Deva lamented.

"Please, Dev. The wishes of the host have been granted. Now you glorify your guest dong."

Inevitably, Deva complies with the request of the Gods. Without thinking long if it's just God's wits in order to pay for Deva's groceries.

"A little bit yes, ma'am," said the god to the female guard cashier.

Not until Deva appears, the groceries are paid for by God. The man smiled triumphantly. But unexpectedly, when Deva appeared, it was instead a source of debate for the two.

"I changed money, Father. All Bali-Jakarta ticket money here." Deva opens a mobile banking application, preparing to transfer some money to replace the money already issued by God.

"You're a very calculated person. Already silent. Don't keep arguing. We got to see people. Not ashamed of what? In case we have a household problem. Stop arguing and don't discuss. I don't want Hilda and Sashi to know. They may have been wrong. We'll talk about it tomorrow. Don't protest!"

"I'm not used to being paid by people, let alone by men. It doesn't taste good. Just make a thought. I don't want debt." Deva sauntered leisurely in front of the Deity who was still pushing a stroler containing three eco-friendly shopping bags.

Deva and the Gods wait for the car driven by Sashi. The god had just contacted his secretary to get closer to the entrance. Not long after the service car of God appeared as well.

"You're the one driving, Shi.. And you just move forward, Hil," God ordered while putting groceries in the trunk of his car.

Hilda and Sashi compactly snorted in annoyance. Now, both feel the position of Deva more profitable than the other position. Then they went to Deva's house. From afar, a very familiar vehicle appears in the eyes of Deva, who else if not Dave's.

The man was still in his car. Seeing Deva get out of the car, Dave just did the same thing. He got out of his car and went straight to Deva.

"Where, Bee?" Dave looks unhappy to see the closeness of Deva and Deity.

Deva did not answer. He took the bag and brought some of it inside. Dewa and Dave both scramble to bring. Hilda and Sashi only reacted by exchanging looks.

"I feel like we're just being used as a shield, same Lord. Some sort of subtle use. Look and look carefully, like he suddenly focused on Deva. Or maybe in Bali something happens to them?" Hilda began to issue her wild guesses.

"No way! One night stand, not Deva style at all. If the one who left yesterday was a Sashi, it is very likely that it happened. Nevermind! Let's just go in. We're grabbing the two handsome guys from Deva. We just lost face and a little intelligence. But we still have other advantages. Remember that! Men like to be weak when they see the incantations." Sashi shook his chest until it made two very prominent parts, shaking violently.

"So crazy," said Hilda as she hurried to step foot into the house.

Dave continues to follow Deva who is arranging and sorting out the groceries that will soon be cooked. As always, Deva is quite deft in doing a few things. He cooked rice in magic com, prepared the ingredients to be cooked, boiled water to boil some vegetables for a while, then still occasionally put groceries in the refrigerator.

While God, of course he directly contacted Dira. Questioning Dave's whereabouts at Deva's house. God feels a commitment between Dira and Dave, already not a playful commitment. No. Dave should still be around Deva alone.

"What do you want to help, Dev?" sashi asked who had just appeared in the kitchen.

Dave who was standing leaning against the door of the prayer room, was slightly disturbed by the presence of Hilda and Sashi. He also chose to wait in front.

"Dev, whose guy is it?" ask Hilda curious.

"Dave," Deva answered briefly.

"Dave's? Who her? Your fan?" Hilda put together her eyebrows shaped like the emblem of a famous shoe brand.

"Va's servant. You guys are old friends, why don't you know too much. What kind of friends are you? If friends have to know everything. Later, if you go to the Dewa Club. You must not keep your own problems," said the God, suddenly appeared in the kitchen.

"So can't wait to get into Pak Ewa's club," Sashi patted God's arm spoiledly.

Deva paid no heed to the others, her hands constantly moving. Busy to make time pass quickly. This is what Deva likes the most. When his heart was chaotic and sad, it worked as if it was a medicine for him. The power is like a robot - not time-hungry and tired.

Although like a stranger who is not considered, Dave does not care. He stays there. Dave leaned against one of the pillars of the veranda as he opened his memorial photo gallery with Deva.

Joking around inside the house, occasionally caught in Dave's ears. But not once was Deva heard.

For almost an hour Dave in front of himself. No one approached him. God chose to joke with women, rather than talking with Dave who had entered the top list as a figure he did not like.

Deva, who had finished preparing a rather bad breakfast, walked over to Dave.

"Dave Dave eaten yet?" ask her by lowering her head.

"Not yet." Dave shook his head.

"Would you eat together?" tawar Deva's.

"Can I join ?" ask the figure who suddenly appeared not far from where Dave and Deva were standing.

The god who had just come out wanted to see Deva, immediately smiling widely to see who was coming.