Residual Flavour
Not friends

"Working hours start at seven, right, sir?" Deva just wanted to make sure.

"The clock starts no problem, the important thing is, you are done after doing your duty for two hours" replied the Lord.

"If it's not two hours, then the mother of God is bored, what should I do?"

"You should be in my house for two hours. Want you to move manir in front of the door. Go up and down the stairs, it's up to you. That matters two hours." The god stepped foot closer to Deva.

"Bismillah. Later you will send your home address. I must have come."

The god involuntarily pulled Deva's wrist. Inviting his personal assistant into the building along with him. Unlike the resigned Sashi, Deva brushed off his hand with a slightly rough movement. Although no words were spoken, Deva's attitude was quite clear showing his dislike.

"Based habit! Hands, why are you so presumptuous?" regret the God while hitting his own hand.

Arriving at the 36th floor, Deva and the Gods instantly entered their respective workrooms. Both focus on the work that is waiting to be completed. As Deva had said before, she wanted to be given an incredible rush. Silence will only make him daydream.

Until lunch time comes. Deva, who actually wants to go out with Sashi and Hilda, is forced to undo her intentions. Dewa invited Deva to lunch at the man's choice.

Not without reason the two went together. As per the previous agreement, Deva and Dewa will discuss the important things in one eye.

The choice of Gods falls on a typical Malay cuisine restaurant. In addition to its location not far from the office, the atmosphere and food there is also famous for delicious. Deva also God directly ordered the menu to shorten the time.

Not until waiting too long, the food they ordered came. Deva and the Gods ate it very quickly. The two had agreed to start the conversation after the dishes on their plates.

"Dev, what do you think of Deborah?" The god opened the conversation after putting down a glass of water as the lid of his lunch this time.

Deva moved her eyeballs upwards. Indicates he is inviting his brain to think a little harder. For a moment he saw a God who was so patiently waiting for his answer. From here, it was clear Deva was starting to understand the direction of the next conversation. As Deborah's ex-lover, God knows a lot about her.

"Whoever Deborah, I am sure, she knows more about me than the other way around. Every event that happens, of course, is with the permission of God. Maybe that coincidence exists. But enough just once. If it happened many times, there must be meaning and meaning behind it all. God brought us together over and over again, there must be a purpose. That's what I want to look for." Deva answered straightforwardly.

The god looked at Deva deeper. What his personal assistant said just now, as if to remind, was between him and Deva. They also experienced a series of rather intense coincidences. The god hurriedly brushed off his thoughts about it. Trying to restore focus on the core of the previous discussion only.

"Aren't you able to connect Deborah with your mom or dad? It's possible that Deborah's father was one of your late parents' friends." The god started to take Deva a little thought. Although God knows the true story, it is very unlikely if he directly tells Deva plainly. Of course it's gonna hurt.

Although Deborah was once a meaningful woman in her life, God wanted the matter to be resolved because of the humility and spaciousness of the Deborah family itself. He did not want to openly complain about everything he knew. If forced, let Deva find the way of truth slowly. The gods will help, but not in a position as spoons.

"I'm sure Debora's mother was the doctor who bought my necklace. But I don't remember him at all as a friend of my parents."

"Do you want to come to Deborah's house? If you want, I can help you, but let's set the time. Maybe you can meet his dad. You know me once."

"Yes, I'd love to find out about them, but I'm confused where to start. Although I'm sure, everything that Brother Deborah has done, there must be a purpose."

"Start close to them. Just get close, don't look like you're investigating. Find the answers to each of your own questions. I'll help you with that. But remember! It's not because I care about you. I also have my own goals" said Dewa. Full rigor. Even though what is said is clearly different from what is in his heart.

"I know, Sir. Surely Mr. Dewa wants to make a return approach with Brother Deborah, right? Take it easy, I also do not really like the debt of gratitude to others. Any kindness, Father, I'll definitely repay you once I get the chance." Deva took out a wallet from her bag, taking out some money for the food and drinks she ordered.

"You got me, Dev? If it's just this way, practice you every day, it won't make me bankrupt" grunted God.

"It's not a matter of bankruptcy or not, sir. I'm more comfortable if we pay it ourselves" Deva said.

"Jeez, Dev. Is your friend the same as me? The name is friend, we should change it," Ceplos god.

"And unfortunately we're not friends, sir" Deva said.

The god throws his lips. Assisted with important business. Confessing to be friends, Deva is still reluctant. It makes the gods feel strange.

"Dev, you have said twice that you will repay all my kindness if you have the chance. Actually, I'm most lazy to remember the good I did. But since you started it, then I will record my every kindness to you nicely. Someday, I will definitely charge it. If that time comes, I hope you never deny it." The god stood up, snatching Deva's money placed next to his plate. The man hurried to walk towards the cashier table.

Deva waited while staring at the screen of her phone. A short but sweet message was sent by Dave for her. Her ex-lover reminded her to have lunch and not forget to pray.

"You want to stay here?" ketus the God, disperse the reverie of Deva.

The two then left the resto, headed for the Dewa service car parked in the front yard of the restaurant. No more talking was done along the way to the office.

Arriving at the 36th floor of the Diamond Corp building, both Deva and Deity also immediately resumed their work. Although occasionally the two contact each other via internal telephone connections, but the chat is more on work matters.

The number of documents completed, making the time run quickly. Office hours were over, Deva rushed to order an online motorcycle taxi to drive her home. Sashi and Hilda who knew Deva would work nights at the house of the Gods, decided to sleep in each other's houses.

Before returning home, Deva deliberately met the God first. The man showed indifference to her while staring at the laptop screen. What a strange attitude. For a moment it can look good. However, a minute later it had turned haughty back.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm interrupting for a second. I just want to ask you your home address."

God closed his laptop which was actually dead.

"You're with me."