Residual Flavour

Residual Flavour
Deborah Plan


"There is no more business with this woman. If you come here just to talk about him, it seems like it would be a waste. Please come out and don't bother us with unimportant business" Dira said.


Dave looked at the woman with a sharp look. He still had the heart to not humiliate Dira in front of others. Dave chose to use a more subtle way to deal with Dira's attitude that has lately become more excessive.


"He wants to talk to me, Dir. Not with you. No need to act like that. Deva is none of your business. But he is still my business. After all, don't you have a practice today? I told you yesterday, didn't I? I don't want to be looked at" Dave said. Although his words were a little spicy, yet the way of conveying it was quite gentle. His tone was not impressed snapping at all.


"But Dave .. You're my fiancee, stop thinking about your ex. Throw away the person who has been a part of your past far away," Dira argued out loud. He no longer cared about the existence of others there.


"The more often you remind me of your position, the more affirming how much you are not in my mind at all. The man you said was better off throwing away, in fact, deserved more to admire. Please get out, Dir. I'll see you when I get out of the hospital." Dave said it out loud.


"Ta--,"


"Please, Dir. You can't keep pushing yourself like this. If you can't be comfortable, at least don't make me feel depressed. I will appreciate you as much as I can. I can treat you better than this. It all depends on your attitude" said Dave. Before Dira finished defending himself.


It's not that Dave is evil to say that in front of other people. However, if the unknown guest came up with a story about Deva, of course the woman would know more or less the story.


Dira turned around and stomped his feet violently. He left Dave's room with a strong determination. Dira will hasten her marriage. This was the best path he had in mind right now. Dira smiled cunningly, some plan flashed in his mind slickly.


"I have to see you, Dev. Aren't we friends now? Do something for your friend" Dira said it in his heart. His steps continued to climb towards the elevator door.


Back in Dave's room. The man invited his guests to sit on the sofa. He also sat on the sofa opposite the guest.


"Please, just go ahead if you want to say something about Deva." Without asking who exactly the guest is, Dave immediately invited to talk to the core in the direction.


"Look, Dave, meet me. I'm a cousin of Tino. Actually, he himself wanted to come see you. But since there's something that can't be left behind, I'll be the one to see you." Without reaching out, the woman introduced herself to Dave.


"Tino's? Former Deva boss?" Dave asked to make sure if the people they were referring to were the same.


"Yes, right. I came here on his wish. Hope it doesn't interfere with your rest. This conversation won't take long." The deva was so straightforward when saying so.


"Tino is in need of some money to expand his business. He wants to sell you the house he bought a few years ago" Devanya said, showing Dave a picture of the house from his phone screen.


The man scooped his face violently. Then he said while throwing a probing look at his Deva. "What does all this mean? Why is it so coincidental that Tino bought it?"


"It seems that the matter is no longer important to discuss. Tino just leave hope, hopefully you buy the house. And one more, Right now, Deva desperately needs a place to stay. He stayed with the owner of his rented house. As the closest person to Deva, of course you're not willing to let him suffer himself, right?"


The story of the Devanya increasingly raises questions in Dave's mind. Why can anyone else know Deva's problem is that detailed. In fact, the news of Deva living together with the owner of the contract was not missed.


"How much does Tino sell it?" Dave chose to put aside for a moment what was the question on his mind. True also the words of his Devanya. Right now, the most important thing is to make sure Deva can get a solution to the problem at hand.


The Devanya mentions a number of nominal that had been previously expected by Dave. The price is very reasonable for the size of a house in an area that includes the elite. Dave was silent for a moment. He was weighing something. His profession as an obstetrician who does not open his own practice outside his office in the hospital, making rupiah coffers not too abundant. Although it was more than enough to be able to live very well, his savings clearly had not reached the figure that the Devanya mentioned earlier.


"I'll buy the house, but can I pay half of it first? The rest I'll give you in a month's time at the latest" Dave broke up. He took a deep breath. It seems, selling his favorite sports car will also be done to cover some of the shortcomings. The rest, he can apply for credit to the bank using his staffing SK.


"I'll tell Tino first. If we talk about it, I'll let you know as soon as possible. Hopefully he will accept with a payment system like that."


Dave simply replied to Devanya's words with a nod. Now, he was still thinking of ways to help Deva get a temporary residence as soon as possible. If the house had been bought once, Deva would not be that easy to accept the gift. Even the most likely-what happened was a raw rejection.


At the same time, Deborah was with Tino at the place where the former boss of Deva was going to open his cafe business. The two of them sat facing each other in a very serious way.


"Deb, Deva is like my sister. I want to accept this crazy idea of yours because I care about him. I know his wounds and how hard he's been through his life. If only he knew the truth. Somehow he'll look at me?" There was a worry clearly reflected by Tino's voice.


"It won't be discovered if we all keep quiet. I'm sure Dave will also choose to hide everything. I could have asked God for help. But the prestige is too high. Even if he cared, it would be very hard to touch Deva. There's no other choice. Right now, I can only help through Dave." Deborah returned Tino's gaze wryly.


"Why don't you be honest, Deb. Someday, Deva will know everything. Wouldn't this hurt him more? Poor Deva. Your honesty will further consolidate his belief, that his father is indeed an honest and good person."


Deborah remained silent. He doesn't know what to answer. If Tino knew how Papa Deborah was now. Did Tino force her to be honest?