Residual Flavour
The God's curiosity

Dito-guest who had previously contacted Deva, began to explain his intentions and goals to come with his son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter. A complicated life, it turns out, does not belong to Deva. Dito's family is now experiencing such a terrible ordeal.

Dito's son who just came from abroad, was involved in a large amount of debt. That's why they came back to Indonesia. All of Dito's assets were eventually taken away by the man who gave the loan to his son-in-law.

A great sacrifice from parents. Rather than seeing his children and grandchildren have to live without a husband and father figure, Dito gave up all his property without thinking long. Better to live simply, yet quietly. Dito could not bear to imagine the son-in-law languishing behind bars.

"I know it's embarrassing, and I shouldn't be coming right now. But things are urgent. Only this house was thought of as a place for us to take temporary shelter. Sorry, Dev. So it's like this. I myself did not expect, if the problem would be as big as it is now. Maybe this is the way of life I have to live. I'm really sorry." Dito's face looked very sad. The wisdom and optimistic attitude that Deva had encountered a few weeks ago, now faded unceremoniously.

This is how life is, man can only plan. The end result is still the Creator who determines. If God wills, nothing is impossible. Abundant wealth, can be exhausted without rest in an instant.

Deva looked down at the two toddlers with the same face and gender. He is about three years old. There was a sense of pity that touched his heart.

"I'll prepare my room first, sir. The biggest bed there. Let the kids sleep well. I will sleep in the mushola. Is Mr. Dito okay if you have to sleep here?" Deva pointed at the green carpet where they were all sitting.

"No problem, Dev. What matters is that there is a shelter. Sorry, yes. We really had to." Dito kept his face down. Feeling bad, and ashamed.

Deva rushed into his room while carrying a paper bag given by Ali earlier. Fortunately, Deva was used to being neat. There's not much he needs to do. Just put some stuff in the closet and lock it tightly. After feeling everything was sorted out, Deva rubbed her forehead which slightly let out a sweat. I don't know what he's going to complain like. Time seemed to hunt itself to live and receive all things faster.

Meanwhile, outside Deva's house, the God still hasn't moved from his hiding place. He waited for the guests in the house to leave. However, until his feet were covered by mosquitoes, there was no sign of anyone coming out from behind the door. Even until the lighting in the living room was turned off, not a single human came out from there.

"Who are they? Didn't Deva have no brothers" muttered the God as he got into the car. He decided to stop the reconnaissance temporarily.

***

This morning, it was different from the previous dawn. Deva did not perform the two rakaat worship alone, but with Dito, Dito's daughter-in-law and daughter.

"Sister, if you want to cook. In the refrigerator, there is plenty of food. I went to the office early. Because today, I have a meeting." Deva lies to Dito's daughter Dini.

Deva deliberately left early, of course because she immediately wanted to find a new place to live. Even from all night, he couldn't sleep. His intention to remove the contents of the paper bag in which there are Amar's goods, was simply undone. Deva did not want to make her mood become even more melancholy.

As said earlier, at exactly five in the morning, Deva came out of the house on foot. The move is slow, because it has not confirmed the direction of the goal. He doesn't know where to go. To be sure, getting a boarding house or contract that can be occupied today is a priority for Deva now.

Not only did Deva start her activities early. The gods do the same. Even the man was now ready to leave the house with his beloved virgin. Two days using the official car, making him long to ride the four-wheeled vehicles metallic black.

Deswita smiled at the God car that slowly crawled away leaving the parking lot area. A series of prayers he said in his heart. Falling in love is the best way to heal all wounds. Especially if the love is reciprocated, of course the world of the God who is full of fear and trauma will change color.

After establishing the heart, the God immediately came out of the virgin. Then move wide feet towards the door leaf of Deva rented house that is still tightly closed. Arriving at the door, the strong-bodied and white man knocked on him three times.

Not long enough to wait, the door opened. A roar of astonishment, instantly appeared on the face of a God. Seeing Deva not opening the door, made her even more wondering.

"Sorry, the devil is there?" The god asked politely.

"Deva left this morning. Said there was a morning meeting at the office." Dito replied in no less polite manner.

"Oh ...." The god shakes his head. Two unanswered questions, now one more question.

"Why do you keep so many mysteries, Dev? I became more and more curious about you," muttered the God in heart.

The god then cast a glance at Dito. With his courage, he asked, "Father of his brother Deva? Sorry, as far as I know, Deva doesn't have any brothers here."

Before answering God's question, Dito smiled a faint smile at the man in front of him. "indeed not. I own this rented house."

The god scrunched his forehead. The more he asked, the more his curiosity grew. He wanted to try his luck by becoming a psychic. If the guess was wrong, at least there must have been a bit of relief.

"Deva's contract is over? And you intend to occupy this house yourself?" The god looked at Dito with a slightly intimidating look. Inwardly, he hoped that his glare was not wrong.

"true." Dito answered only briefly.

The god breathed a little heavily. Again, he had to admit, the test of Deva's life was so incredible. It's hard, and almost everything isn't easy.

Already getting a little enlightenment, God finally decided to say goodbye and leave the house. The man steered the man towards the Diamond Corp office building.

The digital clock on the dashboard still shows at 07.00 WIB when Dewa arrives in the lobby. The man just left his car there. Then with a hasty step, he headed towards the thirty-sixth floor.

There was not a single occupant coming. Only Sapto-OB prepared drinks on the desks of each employee that looked visible.

"Where are you, Dev?" God snatched his phone. This time, he could not lose his mind. A little use of his power. The god tried to contact Deva's cell phone. The tone sounded, a little longer, finally ....

"Yes, Lord God. Is there something I should do?"